Chicago Daily Tribune Newspaper, May 25, 1873, Page 11

LIMA.. ‘Life in the Capital of Pera. " AMorning-View from the Hill of Cerro Azul. “Lights in the Market-Square-—Spiced Drinks---Chinese Cooks---Gam- bling . Tables. Cruclty to ~Animals---Flowers, Fruits, Birds, and Monkeys. A Street-Panorama---Beggars, Dogs, and * Turkey-Buzzards.--Water-Jars, Don-. Leys, and Lottery-Men. v - Special Correspondence of The Chicago Trivune. - T L, Pern, S, A, May, 1 “""'Thig is the last of onr fall, months, the 1st of . June_being the “beginning of our twinter. It - goems -strange to live.in a country where tho summer and winter are reversed, and whero « Christmas-day comes in. the VERY HOTTEST OF THE SUDIEE. Christmas novorgeems like Christmashoro, and one wants with his roast turkey tie accompany- ing evergreen boughs, the cold snow-storm, and the blazing fire, to make it sccm guitable. When you sit down foyour Christmas dinner, with 1adies sttired in . white muslin and using faus, {and with flowers in bloom all-about you, and yourself in white linen coat and pantaloons, you o mot relish the plum-pudding anud brandy- sauce, and your turkey soems altogether out of character with tho surroundings. A Christmas . dinner in Pern ought to consist of ices, fruits, " and cooling viinds. T : Coming, this morning, from my early walk to the Market-Square,—which, in its Oriental . strangoness, forms so attractivos picture to 3 foreigner,—I nzcended to the summit of the hill ©of Carro Azul, which overlooks the entire City “of Lima, and far out séaward, as far-es Callao. *' “Like the shifting scenes in & panorams, . WHAT A GLORIOUS VIEW Iay spiéad out before me ! 'In the distanco, tho emarald sea, with the beoutiful harbor at Callao, _coverod with ships of sll nations ; clustering on “the ehoré, native huts, of bamboo, and cane, and -sdobe, surrounded with the tall palm, and cocoa~ _nut trees ; then, Callao, with its minarets and “towers of Moorish architecture, glesming in the ‘first rays of the morning sun; then, fields ofter * fields, - surrounded with -thick adobe wells, and growing olives. bananas,oranges, figs, and otber .tropical fruits, in”the - greatest abundsnce ; thefs, waving flelds of corn and other grain, and the River .Rimac winding like = silver thread among the groves; end, finally, the oye Tests upon tho solid walls that - encompass tho City of Lima,—this “ old City of the Kinge,” a8 it is called ; and, at the very foot .of the hill, you' look ‘down upon the Market~ - Square, now thronged, with early buyers. © .. What strange sounds, .and sights, and smells, *. como up from below us, 28 we look down .upon -this foreign sceno! Booths &nd bezars, of - etriped canvas; with the sides open, surround the : market-building. Notive women, with striped bendana turbans, tied in the most- striking _knots, arc bearing great trays of the 25 * SPICED NATIVE DRINES \of the country, with glasses and cups,—bal- :ancing them very sdroitly upon their wo.—s iheads; and are busy supplying. the customers, 4 errand, each - morning, before en- Fagi marketing, it to buy some of these ‘drinks. The most palateble of ‘thése is called fasec,”—s drink made of pine-apple distilled, “qnd Which feaves a very pleasant, cooling fievor “in theyouth. There is also a farmented drink, _oallod # . nichs,” which is made from pea-uuts, 3] “ers, from maize, 2usworing somo- e . . Thege last will intosicato. “\eso 27nings of canyag, are- Beatod under {1 wc‘gfi, L Eme, i ‘in white papér caps, 23 BProns of whits, Tiihely 1ong, braod pig tale €zeasy-with palm-oil, snd their shrill voices rising, mpi“’!t‘“’. o &l;".f: “men are the cooks of nearl, -7 7 A Tent, and private family n"y 408} .a0d, 3 these cooks do not only the cook. and marketing, it would be:w. notica the sharpness of the barg the chaffering they have oyer ever_ ' they purchass, and the excellentj "o economy with which they select i p 2, but the buyin; ‘n’\u worth while_t% “ins they make, | v single article ent and Bpicy, aromatic _odors, down: long' ‘arcades of looming exotics and fragrant foliage; orange | and lemon tree, in fill bloom, bud; and blossors ; cocoa-nuts, pine-apples, fresh figs, and banan- s, in immense piles, among the plants; thon- sands of birds thatsing, and paroquets that chet- t&!;i snd the large Spanish cockatoos, that swing and whistle among the shrubbery,—ail tame and without cagos, and all for_sale at & mero ‘sorg, Almost naked, ausky Cholo children swaim around you, offerinz you' every conceivable crti- -cle, whether of ~bird, flowar, fruit, or ‘curiosiy: Numerous little -monkeya . grin »at you - from wooden perchos, - whoo thoy are. chuined] swiiting s purchaser; and little- fui negro' - girls, from the’ age of -0 years upward, squntnclwn their bare fo3t along ihe curbstones - under the:- - marke:-awning, making native linen laces, of all ‘kinds 2nd tox- tures, on'liitle bobbins and cushions ; and it i astoniching to seo-the rapidity with which -their fingers fly, ¢ : v Yint tha fun - is now bigh, and the market- peoplo aredeparting in crowds, ‘Tt us leave Jith them, ad go to our ‘excellent native break- Since breakfast, I hove beon standing pver an ‘hour, on my balcouy, looking down the long, narrow streets, at o % : THE QUEER BIGHTS : of this Peruvian city. 'There was never & city of this size go filled-with beggars and_stray dogs, oxcept, some of the old cities deseribed 7 & Mark Twain™ in his “Innocents Abroad.” Boggars soro of ‘eye . and unsightly of himb, csll loudly upon Deo,” and whiningly importune the passer-by.. And every beggar is tolrnwcd by a vagrant dog, hungry and wateiful. Strangest sight of all is tho long-lepged, black= feathered, solemn-looking turkey-buzzards, who are the scavengers of Pern. Sce: them stand at the open drain, or sewers, which, in some streets, Tun throngh the very centro of the way, an which ave open and simply little running streams into which is -emptied all the offal and filth of tho city. -Now they peer, with keen, watchfal eyes, at overy scrap thrown into the gutter, and, alighting in droves, quarrel and contend with tho'prowling dogs over_tlio possession. It may be a few scraps of bread, a rind of an orango, or s dilapidated paper-collar, but the contest-is quite a3 animated 28 to which shall possess the coveted article, 2 DOGS AGAINST TURKEY-BUZZARDS; but the lntter aro victorious, and devour the col- lar, broad, ete,, with infinite gusto. Now, a mounted Peruvien dashes by, xiding 18 if for life, and scattering the dogs =nd foot-passers be~ foro him, right and left, a3 he flics along. Here also we look down upon open ghops, with canvas- back grounds, gorgeous with ribbons and pative embroiderics, 2nd the ‘national “manta;" and others, filled with scented drinks; fragrant with pices. Now I look down into a Moorish arch- way, of yellow adobe, rovealing glimpses of & paved courtyard, sot round with latticed doors, &nd, at play at tho centro, s fountein, shadowed by on immense bananp-tree, and the courtyard one corner stands the A 0 HUGE WATER-JAR,_ = which is filled daily by the waterman ‘on his rounds, and which Lolds over a barrel. Drop by stone filter, and cooler 28 well; and Ican seo now, what in my chilahood alwsys was a stum- Thigves,” liow Morgiana could have smolhe the robber in the jar of boiling oil. puzzlo e, in the legend, to know how the rob- orcould have gotten into a water-jar; but I can essily see that a man could securoly hide in these, a8 in a barrel ; end they are much higher -than a barrel, and slope to_a small base. %ow ‘comes by s string of sure-footed donkeys, {hoir heavy bundles of brush-wood quite filling up the narrow street. * And Liere come the donkey-boys, Tho belabor the poor, patieat beasts, 2nd shont in incessant song. Then I walk to the other side of my belcony Gtisone corner), and Jook down into the wido, agged streets, with arches overhead, and undor Whose ‘alcoves ere the finest of ghops and the most alluring of goods. And here comes my little water-carrier, sitting quite over the tail of . his liitle donkey, with two kogs of water bofore him, on sither gide the donlkey, axd tinkling his | 1ittle bell es he goes. Now = long procession of | and the priests winda by, and the peopls knool, Now tho men uncover and cross thomsolves. little humpbacked LOTTERY-MAN : goes by, crying his tickets, 2 roal each (10 cents), and telling of the 4,000 soles (asol is a dollar -and o quarier) to be drawn on ‘Wodnesday. (’lfhese letteries arc a logalized businees, under tho mansgement of the priests,” and prove an _immense source Of Teve- nue to _ the Church.) Now _ the sisters and friars OI Sows benovelont. ordor file by, chanting as they go; and now come the business-men, just resdy for thoir counting- houses, ssuntering leisurely along, .cigar in wouth, skzppi:‘f to chat with cach passing ac- quaintance, and forming & striking contrast to the rush end drive of our New York or Chicago | city businoss-men. The Peruvians are dreamy, like their soft climato ; indolent, Jike the atmos- here they inbalo ; solern and grave, as dwellors g_y the sea jnvariably aro. = ? 'And so the panorams varies, nntil busy day is ended, and . . THE * 1iGrcAL DUST” 5 of o tropical aveniniseulcs over the city. Then -the guayanasos (turkey-buzzards). wheel in long cireles homs %o the tops of the houscs, and perch on the mitred heads of the Saints in the niches of the Cathedral.. Anda deep, tonder gloom, that ja not liko night, snroun the city ; and the hill tops nd the mountaina grow bluc and fade into mist, and the Janguid soa, just glides i . ~the fami- | to thesliore. Therecomes & shifting, phosphor- fil&gfififififi? rolls, otc.; olo. 101 %ot that | escont gloam npon tho sos, 26 it softly woos tho e Chanas cooks can buy o betsor e % 524 | pebbly beact ; and suddonly the sky kindles into “of greater_variety, for less money (an. #¢l | ten thousand myriads of stars, a vast mosaic,” Taago o keop back s fow. penniea for th, 2 | and the sir is fragrant with tho salt sea smell, selves, which perquisite is always ellowed them ') than sy otker class of pérsons in the world. The question i8 often asked me, if thoy are neat. They are the most tidy and neat of any class of conks, if you get a neat ono; bat, if your choice falls upon = slovenly one, he will prove the most dirty of hisspecies. = - "' - A . Let us enter one of thesebooths,. and, seating oursclves under the striped canvas-awnings, ¢ CALL ALOUD FOR ‘' AQUADENTE " (a native liguor). How qmck.\g the native wom- &n, with jars of this_compound on their heads, 2nd glesses in their. hands, swarm around you Womea baro of head, of arms, of ueck, and of foot, swarthy and black, with conntlese beads, charms, and smulets. dangling from their necks. How deffly_ they wait upcn you!—how eagerly 6 their drinks upon youl. What queer litile red-brick jars they pour thom from, rattling with bits of ice and tharind of a lemon. Let us stroll -around -the vuter sides of the market, 2nd; see the Litle “tables ~under the arches, where all the. fiative “cariosities aro for pale. Native laces, corals, fancy silver omna- ments; alf have theirtables, and their purchasers. Here are the _ . " £k shg GAMDLING TABLES, - sept by Chinamen (who are the graatest gam- blers in theworld), and ;zround whose roulette ptractions are loitering_and lingering crowds of white-capped cooke, whose native instincts urge them to 1nvest one more media- (5 cents), ‘even alhongh the family wait for o late breakfast. ‘Now the 6 o'clock bell poals from the old church pear by, for morning prayers, and, in tront of the huge whito wooden crosswhich stands at the very entrance to the square, the peopls all ‘kneol for a moment, Thile those in the different stalls cross themselves and mut- ter a.patar-noster. - - 3 * Now the market becomes thronged with buyers, 3nd the native Indian men and women, {rom the mountains, begin to como_in on harseback, with fresh oggs, vegetables, milk, butter, cheese, and fowls. The Indian women . .. . ALL RIDE ASTRIDE, < with the very emallest of feet, and no stockings, but the feet thrust _into tiny embroidered slip- pers, and the hands coyered with dismond rings {often- on eva; finger), set in sold silver! : Down wir backs swing the long, glosay . braids of their ° straight black hair, and a man'a Panama hat_sets low on their, foreheada. See the poor fowls, tied with their foet together, and their. heads hanging down as they dangle from the horn of the sad- - 3lo, after theis rides of often twenty miles from the interior. How often have I connted twang o7 mors ducks, geese, chickens, and turkeys e by their feet in one bunch, snd swung head Jownward from the esddle, whilo the woman 2arried an fmmense jar of fresh butter (put up in bladder-eking), and ‘a can of milk was slang tho other side her horse._ Now comes along 8 | brawny eailor, swinging & whole live shaop ove’ bis_ ehoulder and back, with the poor- sheers il}lgilxin heed hanging helplessly over his het, :3 o Liolding the animal’s weight by fliwh"‘: o snd hind leg. In no country but Pero - iutire brute creation troated with,_ . 4 SDCH SYSTEMATIC CRUELTY. fn the market - are 80ld cows- whose csives 8T¢ before birth, and-thi unborx o excelloni cut from them voul is considerad one of the rarest dishes, while the’ poor cow is with piles of fruits and grass,. nite falling dead under their Aesvy burden, onkeys so aden with bunches of fngomki_rk ( {nnfi %{Aanch his thirst by licking.” bundles of grass,. that they ook ‘movable hay-cocks, and ym'x‘ can 8oe nothing of; the donkey excopt the tips of two long ears and! the straggling end of a tail. . . Now, we wiil go to the market-side, Wwhere are wo0ld the FLOWELS AND SHRUBS. How the seone chouzes] Wo walk amongstillis “And so deep night-settles over Lima.-- - g 5 < . 4 TWapa. ‘THE WATCHERS AT THE PORTAL. - day, forevermore, D At thes, vellad and shrouded, stand % And keep, wiliout the cpen door, * % A silent waich on either hand. wWhatever fortune gutersih Or goeth out beforg thoir eses, Tor foy or sorrow, life or death, - " Tiie figures move nok auywise. dark across the thréshold thrown, B!, e two-fold shadow broods wilkin & ik, smoctro of tho dread Unlkiiows { Lo ephsntom of the Might-have-leon —Rate Put. wan Osgood in the Christian Tnion. —————————— HEhivpn Proverbs. « Ho who ¢ teadies himself -betwean &wo ships will Eertainly , % drowneq.”" - A% # Shame is w'0r8e than death ! . “ He who we.r{; ’éfi&m Yeart will provoke e v . tears even from gl 4 A:lean horseand 4 hero in4a each look amiss.” & ¢ When iy;m go tolaw sgainst the Empoaror, God Himself should be the judge.” 2 ‘"' wise mna striken twice aguinst-one and the sams stone.” # “Yon may prese-the Russian 2 thonsand times, but his eyes will still b blue ” (the - verse of handsozme, accoxding to Usbeg taste). “Young men may die; old men miust.” she over-licking (fattering) tongme soon makes & wound.” e Et.b‘ who fears et < 2 #When tho ass bears too lizht a load he wants to lie down.” & gho spoken.-word cannot sgain be swal- lowed.” #“Ho whoso heart is full soon finds a looso E tingue. 2 e Sx‘noka rices only frem large blocks of i wood.” i % A living mouso is bettor than o dead Lion.” . “Him whom God has marked, the prophet strikes with his wand." | ("¢ He who is on horseback no longer Jnows even his own father. (The armed man on horse- back spares not bis nearest relation.)” *When you die, even your tomb shall be cam- fortable.” : -« Men speak to each other by words ; animals | by signs.” ¢ - «Nan is caught by bis tongue, an ox by his orns.” [ 4 That which is taken in_with the milk only s out, witls the soul. (Ecults contracted in infancy disappesr but with death.)” : 4 The open mouth never remains hungry.’ 3 “Donot fasten up yourgarment until you sce the water.” 5 “ Fimo does not bow. to you; you must bow to time.” . s 4 When the parson visits you, don't bo- over- _joyed ; he will sooat begin to beg.” 5 %A great heed hes great cares:” 4 S *“Sense does not lie in the head, but in age. “Every tribe has .ts thief ; every monutain its wolf. ,go be always on one’s guard.)”. 4 One ‘whip is enough for a good horse; fora ‘bad ono not a'thousand.” .w - Cio G- o “He'who is- not eatisfied: with drinking will the the sparrow will never 80w » an- carries his suporiority ' inside ; animals theirs outside.” 5 - “Were the hand to give all that the tongne -promises, we ghonld s00n have no more beggars ; overybody would bo & prince.” 3 +Bethe distance never so great, traveling still is pleasant. so the girl never o plain, she handsome,"—Leisure Hour- ed with boxes of white lilles and roses. In. drop, from its base, it filters into ‘an immenso | bling-block tomo in the story of * The Furtg. ro It used to | MISS MEHETABEL'S SON. . “fing. Istheromoofiensein it? | © . Ham. Noofoasel tho world." I » _THE OLD TAVERN AT DAYLET'S FOUR-COBNERS. You will rot find Greenton,.or Bayley’s Four- Corera as it is more usually designated, on any map of New England that Iknow of. Itisnoisn _town ; it is not even 2 village ; it .is merely an absurd hotel. The: almost ‘indescribable place called Greenton is at the intersection of four xoads, in' the heart of ‘New. Hampshire, twenty miles from the nearest sottloment. of- noto:and ton'miles from sny railway. station. .-A- good location for a Totel, you will ‘eny.”' Precisely ; but thero has always beén a hotel thers, and for tho last dozen yoars it has been pretty well pat- ronized—by one boarder. . Not to trifle with an’ intolligent public, I will state at once that, in the early part of this century Greouton was'a point: at which -the .mail-coach, on the Great North- ern ‘Route, stopped to change horses and, allow tho passengers - to dine.. People m- the country, wishing to take the early mail. Portsmouth-ward, “put up overnight: at the old tavern, famous for its irreproacheble larder and soft feather-beds. . Tho.{avern:at that time was kopt by Jonathan Bayley, who rivaled his wallet in growing corpulent, and in dne time passed away. At his death the estab- lishment, which included a farm,, fell into the hands of = son-in-law. - Now, though Bayley loft his ‘gon-in-law -8 hotol,—which sounds -hand- some,—he left him no guests; for 2t abont the period of the old man’s death the old stage-" coach died also. Apoplexy killed one, and steam . tho other. Thus, by & sudden swerve.in the tido of progress, the tavern at tho Corners fonnd itself high and dry, like = wreck on a sand-benk. . Shortly after this event, or maybo confempora- neously, there was some attempt to build a town at Greenton; but it apparently failed, if eleven ’ collars choked up with debris and ~overgrown with burdocks are any indication of failure. The farm, howevar, was & good farm, 28 things go in New lH::,mpzhira; and Tobiss Sewell, the sorf-in- | 1aw, could afford to snap his fingers at the trav- eling public_if they came near enongh,—which they never did. ; - Tho hotel remains to-day pretty mach thesame a8 when Jonathan Bayley handed in his accounts in 1840, oxcpt that. Sewell has from time to time eold the furniture of some of :the upper | chambers to bridel couples in the neighborhood. - Tho bar is still OY“' and the parlor door says Panroun in tall black letters, - Now and then a passing arover looks in at that lonely bar-room, where s high-shouldered bottle of Banta Cruz rum ogles with a peculiarly knowing air a shrivel- ed lemon -ona shelf ; now and thena farmer comes_across country to talic crops and stock and toke & friondly glass with Tobias ; and now and 'then a circus caravan with speckled poniss, or s menagorie With a soggy elephent, halts- under the swinging sign, on which there is & dim | mail-coach with four phantomish horses, driven - bya gmfly gentleman whose head-has been washod off by the rain. Other customers thera are none, except that one regular boarder whom I have mentioued. % If misery makes a man acqnainted with strange bedfollows, it is equally certain that the profes- sion of surveyor and civil-engineer often takes ono into undreamed-of localities. I had never heard of Greenton until my duties sent me there, and kept mo there two weeks in the dreariest season of the year. Ido not think I would, of- my own volition, have selected Greenton for a fortnight’s sojourn at any time; but now the business is over, I shall never rogret the circum- stances that made me the guest of Tobias Sewell and-brought me into intimate rolations with Misa Mehetabel's Son. 5 ¥ It was a black October night that discovered mo standing in front of the old: tavern at the Corners. - Though the ton miles’ ride from E— bad been depressing, especially the last five ‘miles, on sccount of _the cold autumnal rain that 'had smet in, I folt & pang of xo- gret on hoaring the rickety open wagon vurn ryound in tho road and roll off in tho darkmess. Thers were no lights visiblo any- where, and only for the big; shapeloss mass of somothing in front of mo, Which the driver had said was the hotel, I shonld have fancied that I had beon et down by the roadside, Iiwas wet to the skin and in no amiblo humor; and not being sble to find boll-pull or knocker, or even a door, 1 balsbored the side of the house with my walk- | ing-stick. In a minate or two I enw alight flick- 6rtng bummowhero aloft, then T hoard the sound of o window oponing, lolipwed by an exclamation of disgust 28 2 blastof wind extinguished the can- dle which had given me anlustantaneous picture. en silhouelle of a man leaning out of a casoment. T gay, what do you want, down there?" said a1 unprepossessing voice. L “I want to,como in, I want a suppor, anda bed, snd numberless things,” «'This isn't mo time of night to go rousing honest folks ont of their sleep. Who are you, anyway ?” The_ question, superficially considered, was & very simple one, and I, of ll peoplein the world, onght to have been ablo to answer it off-hend ; but it staggercd me. Strangely enough, there came rifting across my memory the lettering on ‘thé "back of a metaphysical work which IThad seen-years before on & shelf in the Astor Li- ry. Owing to an unpremoditatodly fanny col- suthor, tho lottering road as follows:: GAm 1?7 Jones.” Evidently it 1iad puzzled Jones to kmow who he was, or he wouldn’t hsye_written a book sbout it. It cer- tainly puzzled me at that instant to define m; identity. ‘““Thirty years ago,” I reflected, wes nothing; Afty years hence I shall be noth- ing egain, humanly speaking. In the meantim who am I, sure enough?” It had never occurre £0 me before what an indefinite article Iwas, I wigh it had not occurred to me then. Standing thero jn the rain and darkness, I wrestled vainly with the problem, and was constrained to fall ‘back upon s ¥sukee expedicnt. ¢ ¢ JTen’t this o hotel 27 I asked at longth. Yell, it in a'sort of hotel,” said ‘tho voico, doubtfally. My hesitation and prevarication lind apparently not inspiredmyinterlocutor with con- fidence in me. “sThen let me in. I have just driven overfrom | B—in this infernal rain. I em wot throngh and through.” 2 1 “Bat what do you want here, st the. Cor- ners? What's your business? People don’t :}lma here, leastways in the middlo of ‘the bt s /Y tsat in the middle of the night,” T return- ed, incensed. “Icomo on basiness connected with the new road. I'm the Superintendent of the works,” FORY - Voo #And if you don't open the door at once, T'll raise ths wholo neighborhood,—and then go.to the other hotsl.” When I said that, I supposed Greentm was o village with three op four thousand populationat Jesst, and was wondering yaguely at the absenco of ligh Bnrely.l,l tho:l and sslecp at b in the lm.gineas section of._the town, among the shops.. . - o "pYan jest wait,” eaid the voice above. This request was not devoid of 8 certain ac- cont of menace, snd I braced myself for & sortie .on tho part of the besieFod, i "he had any such ‘hostile intent. Presently a door openod at the ts and other .signs of human habitation. ht, all the poople cannot bo abed 1f-past 10 o'clock ; perhaps I am whers I least expected & door, at the I very placg ¥ h fnnr.yhgr end of the building, in fact, aud aman in Yis ehirt-sleaves, ehielding a candle with his left hand, appeared on. the threshold. I passed quickly into the house with Mr. Tobias owell “(for this waa Mr. Bowell) 8t m heels, and found ‘yself in o long, low-studded bar-room. Thero are two chairs dravn up before the hearth, on yhich a huge hemlock back-log was still smoul- doring, and on the unpainted deal counter con- tiguous stood two clondy il‘_uqes, with bits of Jemon-peel in the bottor, nhn&tt rocent liba- tions, ~Against the discolored wall over the bar hung a yellowed ‘handbill, in & m;?ed frame, an- nouncing that “ the Next Annusl N, H. Agricul- tural Fair” would take place on the 10th of Sep- fembet, 1841, Thers was no other furniture or Gecoration in this dismal spartment, excopt the gobwebs which: festooned the ceiling, hanging down hers and there like stalactitea, Ar, Bewell got the candlesticl on the mantel- shelf, sud threw somo. pine-knols on the flreé- which immediately broke into o blaze, 2n showed bim to. be & lank, narrow-chested man, it 60, with awsgl steol-gray hair, and small, perfectly Tound, like a.carp's, and of no particular color. His chief pmnns‘ charaoteristics ‘seemed to bg 00 much feet and not enongh teeth. His sharply cut, but rather simpla facs, a8 he turned it towards mo, Worg o -look of interrogstion. I roplied to his myta in- by taking 0Gt my p!:cket)?oclzlkl émd ha:x:d{;g business ¢: shich he held up to 3 et deliberation. joep-sob. eyes, q him my ‘candlo and perused with gr 4 3, P Ly T e i i) i , which gave his eoun C an mflrgsgsmn of almost.infantile innocence, He Tasde no furiher eudible romark, but mumbled between his thin lips something which an imag- inative person’ might havo construed into, “1. you'ren civil engineer, 'L beblessed if I wonldn't like to sco an nncivil one !, o Mr. Sewell’s growl, however, wes yorse thad Bis bito,—owing to his lack of 'teeih probably,— for he very good-naturedly ect himself to work preparing supper for me. After o slice of cold ham, and a'warm punoh, to which my chilled condition gave a gratefal flavor, I “‘unty to bed ing satis _Jones“was'a donke; Dothas bimeolt sbont L identity. - . o " ‘When T awoke the sun-was several hours high. My bed faced s window, and by rnising myself on one elbow I could look ous on what I expect- od to be tho main streef. To my astonishment, I beheld a lonely country -road winding up = sterile hill and disappesring over the ridg a- cornfield at -the right ‘of the road was & small private gravoyard encloged by a crumbling stone-wall with 5 red gate. -The only thing sug: | gestive of life was this little corner-lot occupicd by death. - T got out'of:bed and went to tho other window. There I had an’.uninterrnpted viow of twelve miles: of.- open:Jlaudscape, with Mount Agameuticus in the purple distanca. | Not a house or a gpire in sight. claimed, * Greenton doesn's to be s very clogely packed motropolia I". That rival hotel which I Liad threatoned Mr. Sewell overnight. was nota déadl apon, looking’ at it by daylight. - By Jovel": ireflected,”*maybe I'm in tho: wrong place.™-But thora, tacked against a panel of the bed-room: door, was a faded time-table dated Greenton, Aug. 1, 1839, - - - I smiled all the time.I was dressing, -and wont - emiling down stnire, where I found ilr. Sewell, . assistod by one of the fair sex in the first bloom of her 80th year, serving breakfast formeona emall table—in the bar-room ! g “ Well,” Tex- "' ovorslept myself this morning,"” I remarked| apologetically, “* and I eee that I am pulting you to some trouble. In fature if you will have mo ca‘ lc[l], Iwill take'my meals at the usucl fable-. oe.” PEEL ** At the what ?” seld Mr. Sewell. # I moan with the other'boarders.” . Mr. Sewoll pansed - in tho act of Tifting a cho) from tho iiro, and, mtu;g the point of Bis o against the woodwork of the mantel-picce, grin- ned from esr toear. © - ¥ # Bless you ! - thero isn't any othor boarders. There hasn’t Leen anybody- put up here gence— let me sce—sence father-in-law died, and that waa in the fall of *40.- To be sure, there's Silas ’s o regular boarder ; -but I don’t connt him.”. Mr. Sewall then explained how-the tavern had lost its custom when the old stage lino was brok- en up by ‘the railroad. The introduction of steam was, in Mr. Sewocll's estimation, a fatal; error. Jost kills local business. Carries it off I'm darned if I know where. The wholecountry hna been -sort o retrograding ever ecnce steam was invented.” “ You spoke of having one boarder,” I seid. Bilas? Yes;: he came here ' the summer "Tilds died,—she that wos 'Tilds Bayley,—and ho's -here - yet; going on ‘thirtecn year. He couldn't live any-longer with the old man. Be- tween you and I, old Clem Jaffroy, Siles’ father,’ was a hard Yes,” eaid Mr. Sewell, crooking ‘his elbow in inimitable pantomime, * altogather too often. Found dead in the road hugging & three-gallon demijohn.- Habess co in the ‘barn,” added Mr. Sewell, intonding, I presume, to intimate that & post-mortem oxamination had been deemed necessary.” “Silas,” he resumed, in that respectful tone which one should always adoptwhen epesking of capital, *‘is a man of considerable property ; lives on his interest, and keeps a hoas and shay. "Ho's :Ngmat scholar, too, Bilas ; takes all the pé- cals’ and the Police Gazetté rogular.”: . . el Mr. Sewell was turning over 2 third chop, ‘when the door opened, aud & stoutish, middla- agod little gentleman, cled in deep black, stepped into the room. s 3 ke “ Silas Jaffroy,” said Mr. Sewell, withacompre- ‘hensivo sweep of his arm, picking up me and the new-comer on one fork, so, to epepk ; ‘* be usinted | " £ r. Jaffrey asdvanced briskly and gavo me his hand with wnlooked-for cordislity. He was & dapper little man, with & head a8 round and nearly-as bald as an orange, and not unlike an orangoe in complexion, either ; be bad twinkling gray eyea and a pronounced Roman nose, the numerons freckles upon which were decpen- ed by his funerenl dress-coat and trousers.’ He reminded me of Alfred de Mussott’s blackbird, which, with its yellow beak and sombre plumage, Iooked like an undertaker eating an omlet. +¢ Silag will take care of you,” said Mr. Sewell, taking down his hat from a peg bebhind the door, “ T've got the cattle to look after. . Tell him, if you want anything." Whilo I ato my broukfast, M. Jattroy Lopped 7] upand down the narrow bar-room. -and chirped | away 2 blithely a8 & bird on a cherry-bough, oc- casionally ruffling with his fingersa light fringo of suburn hnir which'stood up partly round his head and séemed to posacss’ & luminous quality of it8 own. ) =" “Don’t-I find it & little slow.up here at the Corners? Not at all, my dearsir. I_am in the thick -of life up here. So-many intercsting things going on all over the world,—inventions, discoveries, spirits, railrond’ disasters, mys- terious homicidos. Poets, murderers, musicisns, statesmon, distinguished travelers, prodigies of all- kinds, turning up everywhore, Very fow cvents of porsons escape me. I take six daily city papers,._thirteen .weekly. journals, all the monthly magazines, and two guarterlios. I could not get along with less. Icouldn'tif you asked me.. I' mover - feel lonely. - How can I, being on *intimato * terms, as' it were, with_ thousands” and thousands of people ? There's that young = woman °out ‘esat. What an entertaining creaturo she is!—now .in ‘Missouri, now in Indiana, sndnow in Mitnesota, ‘always on the go; and all the time phedéing neo- dlos from vorious parts of her body asif sho really enjoyed'it! =~ Then thero's that vorsatilo ‘patriarch who walks hundreds of miles and saws thonsands of feet of wood, before breakfast, and .shows no signs of giving out. Then there's that remarkable, one may ssy that historieal colored woman who ‘knew Benjamin Franklin, and fought at the battla of Bunk—no, it is the. old negro man who fought at Bunker Hill, a mere infant, of course, at that period. Really, now, it i8 quito curions to_observe how that venerable femalo slave—formerly an African princess—is Topestedly dying in her hundred and -eloventh: year, and pominfi to life again punciually every Bix months in’ the small ty{:; paragraphs. Aro you aware, sir, that within “the last twelve years 1o fower than “287 of ‘Gen. Washington's col- orod conchmen have died?” z For the soul of me I couldii’t tell whether this guaist little gentieman wes chaffing me or not. m_hid down my knife and fork; and stared ‘8t “Then there'aro’ tho mathematicians!” ho cried vivaciously, ' without waiting_ for o nfl:]fi »Itake greatinterest. in them. Hear this and M, Jaffroy drew & newspaper from a poclket in the tail of his coat, and ‘rcurna follows: ** It has been_estimated that if all the candles manu= Faclured by this eminent firm ’ss:eanne & Co.) ‘were placed end {o end, théy would reach2 and 3§ times around, thé globe. . Of tourse,” contin- Qe Alr. Jallrey, folding up the journal reflect- ively, ““abstruso caleulations of this Lind ara ot, perhaps, of vital importance, but. they in- dicate the intellectual activity of the age. Seri- ously, mow,” he- eaid, balting in-frontof the table, - what -with books: and papers sod drives sbout:, tho: country,: I do_not . find the. dsys too long, ;iwnlgh» I eeldom seo any one, except when I go over to K— for my mail. Existonce may be very full toaman_who stands s little aside from the tu- mult and watches it with phildsophic eye. Pos- sibly he may see more of - the batile .than thoso who are in tim midst of the action. - Once I waa ptruggling - with the crowd, - ss cager aud un- daunted a8 the bost; perbaps I sbould liave boon kriow. my lifo.would struggling still. Indeed . u have beon . very different now if .Ihad 'x_mmurl_ MMehetabel,: T had married Mehetabel. His vivacity -was gone, & sudden cloud hed come'over hia bright face, hisfgure scemied tg bave collapsed, the light ‘scemod to have faded out of hig hair. Witha shuflliog stép, the very antithesis of his brisk, elastic tread, be turned to the door and passed iuto thetosd. - “VWell,” Isaid -to myself, *if Gro;_entnn had forty thonsand inhabitants, it couldn F‘“mrn_ out more astoniehing old party than that! m i : TIIE CASE OF SILAS JAFFRET. _ ‘A man with a passion for bri ac is always stumbling over antique Lronzes, intaglios, mo- saics, end duggnm of the timg of Benvenuto (Cellini ; the bibliophile finds gy, yeln folios and rare Aldnees and Elzevirs waiting for him e unsuspected book-stalls ; the numigma: tist has but to stretch forth his palm ':klx':“ priceless coios drop into it. Aly OWR Wwe! ?u is 0dd poople, ad L am constantly encountarlng Hiom. ' T was plain Thad_unearthed a couple O Yery queer specimens &t nglev s Fom'-(}on;en!. 1 saw that a fortnight afforded m too bref = opportunity to develop tho richness of hcm,J pod T resolved to devoto my spare tmo to 3{{: g te7 alone, instinctively recognizing in Lim oo Untamilisr pecies. My professionsl work n the vicinity of Gregnton left my evenings and constonnlyon atormo0s BASED i and tervals I osed to employ 13 cln-s!ifymg“gy follow-boarder, It was Secass 'Bary, A8 & _preliminary scap:mfi; Jearn eomething T do 1ot want to seem inquisitive,” the {mglgfll, ss 1§ wgy fastening up tho h:u'd Eitting-room, =’ ) e O ;G;g-:isifiva h{gxt yom"gflend Alr. Ji m‘ru{ t;_r{&ged & remark flus morning . at. breakfast . Which wss not altogether clear to me. « Abont Mehetzbel 2 gzl:ed 4 3Well, T °sh e wouldn't! + Ho was fricudly enouxh " | in hoisting falso signals and misplacing & conversation to hint to me that he had not mar- -ried the young woman, and seemed to regret it.” - W No, lie didn't marry Mchetabel.” © - - be‘!?’?’ Iinquire why he didn’t marry Meheta- _““Never asked her, 3Might have married the girl forty times. 01d Ellms’ daughter, over at K, " She'd haye had ‘him quick cuough. Seven'years off and on, bo' kept company with Mehetabel, aud then she died. B # And he never nsked licr 2" ¢ Ho ghilly-shellicd. _ Porhaps he didn't think ofit. When she was dead avd gone, then Silia 3{::.:‘: strucleall of a lieap,—and. that's all about Obrionsly Mr. Bewell did riot intend to tell mo anything more, and obviously thiere was moro to tell. The topic was plainly disagreeablo to him *for ome renson or other; aud that unknown rea- 8on, of course, piqued my curiosity. s . As I had beon absent from dinner and supper that day, I did not meot Mr. Jaidrey again until- fho follvwing morning at breakfast, He had ro- covered his- bird-like manner, and was full of o mysterious ,asgacaination that bhad just taken placo in New. York, all the thrilling dotails of which were at his fingers’ ends. comical and sad to see thia harmless old gentla- man, with his native, benevolent conntenance, snd Lis thin hair flaming -up in & somicirclo like tricacies of the unmentionable deed. “You come up to my room to-night,” he cried with'horrid glee, “and I'll give you my theory of the murder, - I'll make it as clear asday to vou thab it was .the detectivo himself: who fired the throe pistol-shots.” | ) 1t was not so_much the desire to bave this point elncidated as to make a closor study of Mr. Jaffroy that led mo to accopt his invitation. Mr. Jaffroy’s bedroom was in an L of the building, : and was in no way noticeable -except for the nu-- merous - files_of nowspapers neatly arranged | ngainst the blank spaces of the walls, and o ‘magazines which ftood in"ono ‘corner, reachi: Mi‘ nezrly up to the ceiling, and threatening cach inetant to topple over like the- Loaning Tower at Pisa, Thero wera green paper shades at the windows, some faded clintz val- ances about the bed, and two or threo ezsy-chairs covered with chintz. On a black-walnut shelf between the windows Iny a choice collection of meerschaum and briorsood pipes. : Tilling one of the chacolate-colored bowls for me'aud another for himeelf, Alr. Jaffrey began prattling ; but not about the murder, which ap-" eared to have flown out of his mind. In fact. d6 not .remember that the topic was even’ touched upon, either then or afterwards. “Cosy neat this,” smd Mr. Juffres, xila.nclng complacently over the apartment. ~** What 18 more cheerful, now, in the fall'of the year, than au open wood-fira?’ Do_you hear those little chirps and_twitters coming out of that picce of apple-wood? Those are the ghosts of the robins end bluebirds that sang upon the bough when it wasin blossom last spring. In summer wholo Luge pilo of old -| flocks of them come fiuttering about the fruit- trees under the window ; o I have singing-Lirds all the year round. I take it very easy here, I can tell .you, sumimer and win- ter. | Not much socioty. Tobias is not, per- ‘haps, what oue would term a great intellectual force, but he moans well. He's 3. realist—be- lieves in coming dow: to whet he calls ! the hard an;’ but his heartis in tho right placo, and Efl's ‘very kind to me. The wisest thing I ever 3id in wy kife waa to sell out my grain_business over at Ji—— thirleen years ago, and settle down at the Cornors. When o man has ‘made a com- petency, what does he want more? _Besides, at thot time, an_ovent occarred which destroyed any ambition I may have had. Mehetabel died.” ¥ The lady you were engaged to? " # N-o, not precisely engaged. I think it was quite understood between us, though nothing had been said on thesubject. Typhoid,” added Mr. Jaffrey, in 2 low voice. s . Tor several minates ho smoked in silence, a ~vague, troubled Jook playing over Lia counten- ance. Precently this passed away, and he fixed his eyes speculatively npon my face. "T?{hul married Mehetabel,” said Mr. Jaf- froy, siowly, and then ho hesitated. I blew a ring of smoke into the air, and, resting my pine on ray knoe, dropped into an_attitude of atten- tion. *If 1 had married Mehetabel, you know; we should have had—aliem!—a family.” «Very likely,” T nssented, vostly amused at this unexpected tarn, . A poy!” bxclaimed Mr. Jaffrey, explosively. « By ail means, cortainly, & son.” 4+ Great trouble sbout naming the boy. Mehet- abel’a family want him named Elkanah Elkins, after her grandfather; I want him named An- drew Jockeon. Wo camp:omise:;{ christening him Elkanah Elkins Andrew Jackeon Jafrey. Rather & long name for such a short Littlo fel- low,” ssid Mir. Jaffrey, musingly. -+ Andy ien't » bad nicknamo,” I suggested, 4 Not at all. We call him Andy, jn the family. T suppose it is right, or it wouldn's be so; but the usefulness of meacles, mumps, croup, whooping-cough, scarlating, and fits is. not visi- ble to the naked eye. 1 wish Andy wonld be & model infant, and dodge the whole lot.” This supposititious child, born in the last few minutes, was clearly assuming the proportions of reality to JIr, Jaflrey. I began to foel a little uncomfortable. I am, as I havo said, a civil en- gineer, and it is not atrictly in my line o sssist at the birth of infants, imaginary or otherwise. 1 pulled away vigorously at the pipe, and eaid nothing. » “ \What large bluo eyes ho . hag,"” resumed Mr; Jaffroy, after pauso; **just.liso Heity's; and the fair bair, too, liko'hers. Hosw oddly certain distinctive featuros are handed down in fami- Jies! - Somotimes a_mouth, sometimes a turn of the eyebrow.. Wicked littlo boys, over 3t K— hisvo now and thon derisively advised ma to fol- Jow my nose.. It would bo an interesting thing to do. I should find my nose flying about the world, turning up unexpectedly here and thero, dodging this branch of. the family and resppear- ing in that, now jumping over one great-grand- child to fasten itself upon another, and never losing its individnality. Look atAndy. There's Elkanah Elkins' chin to the life. - Andy's chin is probably oldér than the Pyramids. - Poor little thing,” he cried, with sudden, indoscribsblo ten= derness, ‘‘to lose hig mother so early!” And Mr, Jaffrey’s hoad sunk upon his breast, and his shoulders slanted forward, as if he were actually bending over the cradle of thochild. The whole gesture sud attitude was so natural that it star- tled me. - Tho pipe elipped from my fingers and fell to the floor, 5 * Hush!” whispered Ar. Jaffrey, with a dePre- cating motion of his hand. * Andy’s uhefi"' e rosa goftly from the chair, and, walking across the room on tiptoe, drew down the shade &t the window through which the moonlight was streaming, -Then he returned to his seat, and remained gazing with half-closed eyes into the dropping cmbore. \ 1 refilled my pipe snd smoked in profound silence, wondering whet would come next.. Buf nothing came next. Mr. Jaffrey had fallen into ‘80 brown a study that, 8 quarter of an hour after- wards, when I wished him good-night and with= drew, I do not think ho noticed my departure, T am not whiat is called 5 man of fmagination ; it i my habit to exclude most things not capeble of mathomatical demonstration ; but I am not withont & cortain_psychological insight, and I think I understood Mr. Jaffroy’s case. I could easily understand how a man with an unhealthy, gonsitive nature, overwhelmed by eudden calam- ity, might take refuge in some forlorn place like this old tavern, and: dream his:life awsy. To such's man—brooding forever on what might inve been, and dwelling wholly in the roslm of ‘his fancies—the actual world might indeed be- come a8 & dream, and nothing seem real but_his illusions, I dare eay that thirteen years of Bay- ley's Four Corners would havo its effeot upon me ; though- instead of conjuring up golden- haired children of the Madonna, I should proba- Dl see gnomes and kobolds and goblins ongaged 08 for midnight express-trains. “No dcl‘ilbt." 1eaid tomyself thatnight, asT lay In bed, thinking over the matter, *“this once possible bt nowimpossible child ia & great com- fort to tho old gentleman,—a greater comfort, perhaps, than & real son would: be. May be Andy will vanish with the shades and mists of ‘night, he's such an unsubstantial infant ; bu if Be doesn't, and Mr. Jaffrey Ands pleasure in talking to me about_his eon, I shull humor the old fellow. Ihhwon!d.n’t{ be a Chrietian act to ok oyer his harmlees fancy.” )mIo““ yery impatient to fi@gyl_t Mr, Jaffrey's il- Insion would stand the test of daylight.” It did. Fikenah Elkins Andrew Jackson Jafirey was, 80 5 Bowet 2 | in the coursg 0f 1 o spesk, slive and kioking the next morning, On m his seot at the breakfast-iable, M. Jaffrey w] ered tomo that Andyhsd hada comfortable night, **Bilus l":l.:i . ou whispering abou O el twas, in an ill-hgmor; perhaps ho was jealous becsuse I had passed the evening in Afr. Jaffrey’s room; but surely Mr. Sewell conld pot expect bis boarders to go to bed 2k 8 o'clock” @verw night, os he did. From time to time dgriug thie meal Mr. Sewell regarded me unkindly ot of the corner of his eye, and in helping me to the! parenips ho poniarded them with quite a sug- gestive air. All this however, did not provent; fie from-repairing fo the door of Mr. Jaffrey's DN when night came. L \e'e Mr. Jaffrey, how’s Andy thiseven- ing?? - L = - “Gota tocth!" cried Mr, Jeffrey, vivaciously. “Nol" y ~ #Yes, he hag! Just throngh. Gave the nurse s silver doliar. Standing reward for first tooth.” Tt was on the tip of my tongue to express sur- +{ unfamiliar It was at once” the foot-lights at the theatro, roveling in the in-" “‘Somewhat fractious at firat,—colic and things. when I'suddenly recollected -that Richard III. was born with teeth.. Feeling myself to be'on: und,'I suppressed: my - criticism. - did so, for in the next breath I was advised thut half a year had - elapsed -eince tho previons evoning. - : + -+ Andy 'shad a hard’six mbnths of : it, Mr. Jaffray, with the well-known narrative air of fatliors....+* Wo've brongbt himap by hand, * His deathor, by tho woy, was brought nYhythe, ottlo"—andl. brotight down by it, too, I sdded, mentally; recalling Mr. Sewell’s account of the old gentleman’s tragic end. - - s ¥ M. Jaffroy then went on o give me a history of, Andy’s first six moniLs, omitting no_dotail howaver insignificant or irrelevant. - This-Lis- tory I wonid, in turn, inflict upon the reader, if I were only certain that he is oue of those drend- | ful parents who, under the mgis of. friendship, bore yon at. 3 street-comor witlrthat remarka- ]xla‘t?mg whicl I:mddy suid the other day. vt:;d insist on singing to you, alan ovening parf e Tiiad of Tominy s waos. yentagparky, But to-inflict this enfantillage upon:the un- married reader would bo aun .act of - wanton cru- elty.’ 8o I pass over that part of Aundy’s bio- graphy, snd, for the ssme’ reason, make "no record of the next four or five interviews I had- with Mr. Jaffrey. It will bo sufficient to state that Andy glided from extreme infancy to oarly youth with astonishing celerity,—at the rate of. ©one-vear per might, if 1 romemborcorroctly; . and—must I confass it >—before tho week camo to un end, this invisible hobgoblin of & boy was only Jittle Jess of & reality to me than fo Mr. Jaffray. ERSAY 55 = At jirst Y had lent' myzelf fo the old dreamer’s whim: with a keen - perception of the humoriof It was well ‘| the thing ; - but by and by, I found I was talking” and thinking of Miss Meliatabel’s son a8 though he were a veritablo® nage. Mr. Jaffroy ole of the child aith such an air of convic- on |28 if Andy wero playing among Lis toys. in the next room, or making mud-pies’ downiin thoyard; In theso convorsations, it must be ob- sorved, the child was never supposed to be pres- | ent, except on -that singlo occasion wlhen Mr. Jufftey leaned over the oradle. . ‘After one of our scunces I would lis awake until the smail hours, - thinklufilcr the boy, ard then fall naleay only to have indigestible dreams_ about'him.* Through* thoday, and sometimes in-the midst of compli- catod calculations, I wonld cateh myself wondor-- ing whet: Andy was up to now! ‘There was no shaking bim off;- he became an inseparable nightmaro to mo; -and I felt - that if I romained ‘much longer ot Beyloy's Four-Cornérs I should turn into just snch another- bald-headed, mild- eved visiouary as Silas Jaffroy. - ‘Then the tavern was a grewsome old shell iny way, full of unaccountable noises after dark,— rustlings of garments along unfrequented pas- sages, and- stéalthy footfalls in unoccupicd chambors overhesd. - I never knew of an old liouse without theso mysterious noises. -, Next to my bedroom - was'a musty, dismantled-apart- ment, in one corner of which, leaning. against fhio wainscot, was & crippled mangle, with its iron crank tilted In tho air Like the elbow of tho iato Mr, Clem Jaffrey. Sometimes, - .-+ * % 1n the desd vast and midde of the night,”, - I used to hear sounds as if some one were turn- ing that rusty crsok on thosly. This occnrred only on particularly cold nights, and 1 codcoived ‘the uncomfortable 1dea that it was the thin fam- 1ly ghosts, from the neglected graveyard in the cornfield,” keeping themsalves .warm by running. cach otber through the mangle. There was o haunted air about the whole place that made it eesy for me to believe in the existcnceof a phan- tasm like Miss Mehetabel's gon, who, after all, - was legs unearthly than Br. Jaffrey himself, and secmed more properly su inhabitant of '.this globe than the toothless ogre that kept the inn, not to montion _the eilent Witch of Endor.that cooked our meals for us over the bar-room fire. Tn spito of tho scowls and winks bestowed upon me by, Mr. Sewall, who leb slip no opportunity to testify his_disspprobation of the intimacy, Mr. Jaffrey and I spent all our evenings together,— those long sutumnal evonings, through the length of which be talked_about the boy, lain out his path in life, and hedging the path wit roses. Jlo should be sent to the High School at Portsmonth, and then to college ; he should be educated like a gentleman, Andy. % When the old man dies,” said Mr. Jaffces, rubbing his hands glecfully, as if it were o great jolte, *Andy will find that the old man has’ left him a protty plum.” +\What do yon think of having Andy enter ‘West Point, when he's old enough ?"” eaid Mr. Jaffrey on anothe= oceasion. **Ho needn't nec- esearily go into tho army when he graduates ; he can become a civil ongineer.” 4 _ This was a stroke of flattery so delicate and mctlirect thet I conld accept it without immod- esty. - T "Thoro had lately sprimg up on the corner of Mr. Jafirey's bareau a small tin honse, Gothic in architecture, and pink in_color, with a slit in the roof, and the word Bank painted on oné faocade. Several times -in’' the course of an evening, Mr. Jaffrey would rise from his chair, withont interrupting tho conversstion, and gravely drop a nickel through the scattlo of the bank. - It was pleasant to observe the so- lemnity of his countenance as he approached the edifice, and the air. of triumph with which lie .resumed. his seat” by the fire-place. ' One aight I missed the tin bank. It had disappeared, deposits and all. Evidently thero had boen 1 defaleation on rather o large-scale. - I strongly suspected that Mr. Sewell wes at the bottom of it ; but my suspicion was not shared by Mr. Jaf- froy, who, remarking my glanco at the bureau,. became suddenly depressod. “ I'm afraid,” he said, * that I havo failed to instil into Andrew those principles of integrity which—which—" And the old gentloman guite broke down. Andy was now 8 or 9 years old, and_for some time past, if the trth must be fold, had given Mr. Jaffrey no inconsiderable trouble; what with his: impishness and his illnesses, the boy led the pair ‘of us & lively dance. - I shall not soon forget the anxiety of Mr. Jaffroy the night Andy bad the scarlet-fover,—an anxiety which B0 infacted me that I actually returned to the tavern the following afternoon earlior than usual, drending to hear the little spectre was dead, and greatly relieved on meeting Mr. Jaf- frey‘at the door-step with his face wreathed in smiles. When I spoke to him of Andy, I was made aware that I was inquiring into a case of scarlet-fever that bad occurred the year before ! It wes at this time, towards the ond of my sec- ond week at Greenton, that I noticed what was probably not o new trait,—Mr. Jaflrey’s curious sensitiveness to atmospherical changes. He was as sensitive as a barometer. - The approach of a storm sentbismorcury down instantly. VWhen the weather was fair, ho was hopafnl snd sunny, and Andy's prospects wero brilliant, Whon the weather was overcast and threatening, he grew reatless and despondent, and was afraid the boy wasn't going to turn ont well. g On Sat y previous to’ my departure, which bnd been fixed for Monday, it hsd rained heavily all the afternoon, and that night Mr, Jaffrey was in 2n unusuvally excitable and unhappy frame of mund. His mefcury wes vepy low indeed. - ¢ That boy is going to tho dogs just as fast as he can go," said Mr. Jaffrey, with' a wofal face. +I-can’t do anything with him.”- 4 = “ He'll come out &l right, Mr. Jaffroy, ~Boya will bo boys, I wouldu't .give s enap for lad without animal spirits,” # Dut animal apirits,” satd Mr. Jaffrey, senten- tiously, *shouldn’t saw off the leg of the piano in Tobias' beat parlor. Idon’t know what To- bias will say when he finds it ont.” YWhat, has Andy sawed off tho logs of the old spinet?” I returned, laughing. # i “orse than that.,” ¢ Played upon it, then " ¢ No,-¢ir. - He has lied to me I - 1 can’t believe that of Andy,” e #Tied to-me, air,” repested AMr. Jaffray, se-. verely. * He pledged me his word of honor that 1o would give over his climbing. The way that boy climbs sends a chill ‘down my spine. This morning, notwithstanding his solomn promise, he shinned up the lightuing-rod attached to the extension, aud sat astride the ridge-pole. L saw him, and he denicd it! When a_boy you have carcssed, and_indulzed, snd lavish kot~ money ; on; lies to you, and will climb, then thera‘g ‘othing more to bo said. He's & lost Mr, Sowell ahu-ply,‘ “whet are. i would be 143 years old !—an sgo ' down as if determined o | -entiraly out of my poor friend. Mr. Jaffrey mat prise that an infant & day old should cut a tooth, “You take too dark & view of if, Mr. Jaffrey. Training and education are bound to tell in fhe’ end, and he bas been well brought up.” “'Bag I didn't bring him up on -a lightning- rod, id1? If be is ever going to know how to behave, ho ought to_know now. To-morrow he will be 11 years old.” , . The roflection came tg me that if Andy had not been brought up by the rod he had certainl, been brought up by the lightning. _ He was 1 years old in two woeks I esspyed to tranquilize Mr. Jaffrey's mind, end to givo him some practical hints cn the man- l;%f:ant of youth, with that perspicacions wisdom which seems to be the peculiar property of bach-- elors and eldurl; ‘maiden ladies. “ Spank him,” I suggested, ot levgth. “ Twill]" said the aid gentlema, # And you'd better do it st once,” T added, a8 it flashed npon mo that in Eix months Audy 4 ‘which paren- tal %izciplinn would h:\_vg toal‘:a xel&:ed. ¥ ‘I'he next momnid, undey, the rain came ¥ 3 to drive the quicksilver bolt upright at the breakfast table, ‘looking as wca—glc‘gus:ensn bnst of Dante, and retire 5 to! his chamber the moment the meal was finished. ‘As the day advanced, the wind veered round to the northeast, and eettled itself down to work. It was not pleasant to think, and T tried noon ; but so far from clearing off at noon, tho storm increased in' violence, and a8 nigh A, $ho wind whistled in 8 spitsful faleatta ey, and the rain~lashed the. old tavern guif i weres balky horee thst refused to.move on. The win- dows rattled in .the worm-eston frames, and tho doors of remote ¥ooms, where nobody ever went, elammed to in‘the maddest way. Now and then the tornado, sweeping down the aide of Alount - Agsmenticus, bow%ed _across” the open™ <o and struck tho sncient hostelry point-blank. r. Jaffrey.did nof appear at STpper. he was expecting mo to.come to his room as usmal, and I turmed over:-in my mind a dozen lw]nns to evado sceing him that night. The land- ord sat at tl:e opposite side- of the chimney- [ ¥y place, with hiseyo upon_me. I fancy he wae dware of the effect of this ‘storm on_ hisCthet ‘boarder; for at intervals, us tho wind hurled itseld egainst the exposed gable, threatening to buied in tho windows, Mr. Sewell tipped mo an airi- cious wink, and dieplayed his gums in & way he had not done sinco the.morning after my arrival ab Groenton. 1 wondered if Lo euspected sty- thing about Andy. Thera had been odd times during the past weok when I felt convincad that tho existence of Migs Mechotabel's son was nc gecret to Mr. Sewell - - In deférence to the gale, the landlord sat ap half an hour later than was his custom. -:At | half-pnst 8 ho: went fo.bed, remarking that he thouglt the old pile wonld stand till mora- ing.- Tio hied boen absent onlx T heard » rastling ot the -door.* a fow minutes whet 1 looked up and -| beheld Mr. Jaffrey standiug.on the threshdld, with his dress in disorder, his_scsut hair fiying, and the wildest axpression on his faco. “ He's'zone!” cried Jr. Jaffrey. “Who? Sewell?. Yos, ho j\\st went to bed.” #:.No, not Tobins,—tha boy ™. -~ - \What, ran swey? 3 X *No,—he is-dead! He has falion off of s s:e‘z-}nmlnr in the red chamboer and broken hid neck!" " i 3 E - Mr. Jaffrey threw up his hahds with a gestira - of despair, and -disappeared. I followed bim througl the hall, gaw him go into his own apsrt- ment, and heard the bolt of the door @rawn to. Then I returned to the bar-room, and sat for an hour or two in the ruddy glow of thae fire, brood- ng;:nr thestrange experience of - the last fort- On my way to bed T pansed at Mr. Jalfroy'a door, and, in.a lnll of the storm, tho measured respiration.within told me tbat the old gentle- man was slecping peacefally, = Slumber wagcoy with me-that night. X lay listening to the soughing of the wind, and think- ing of Mr. Jallrey's illusion. ‘It bad amused me at first with its grotesqueness; but now tha poor little phantom was dead, I.was conscious tlmt thero had been something pathetic in it all along. Shortly-‘after midnight - tho wind sunk_down, coming and goimg fainter and-faiter, ficating around the caves of the tavern with & geutls, murmurous sonnd, as if it were: turning itseli i;tl_flrdmft wings to bear away the apirit of a lilila child. S & ~ Perhaps nothing that-happened during stay at Beyley's Four-Cornsra (ook T2o. B0, c0m pletely by surprise as Mr. Jaffrey's radiant coun- tenanco the next morning. The morning itselt was not fresher or sunnier, His round faco it~ orally shone with geniality and "happiness. His eyes twinkled like dismonds, and the mmgnetic light of his hair was turned on full.” Ha came iato 1y room while I was packing my valise. Ho chirped, and pratiled, and carolled, and was sorry I was going away, —but never a word sbout Andy. ‘However, the boy had probably beeu dead several years then ! - The open wagon that was fo carry me to-the station stood at the door; 3Ir. Sewsll was plaa- ing my case of instiuments under tho seat, cud Mr. Juffrey had gone up to his room to get me a certain newspaper containing an acconnt of a re- markablo shipwreck on the Auckland Telands. I took the opportanity to thank Mr. Sewell for bin b .door" gaid tho "doctor.” Next - da; .of the Coalition’ Ministry, - fice. The courtesies to me, aad_to express my regrot a5 leaving him and Mx. Jaflrey. < “{ liave become very much attached to Mr. Jaflrey,” Lenid; “he ien most interenting person ; but that bypothetical boy of his, that eon of Misg Mebhetabal's—" - “‘ Yes, I know!” interrupted Mr. Sowell tes- tily. * Fell off a step-laddor and broke his drat~ ted neck. Eleven years old, wasu't he? Al ways does, jest at that point. Next week Silas begin the whole thing over again, if Lo cax get anybody to listen to him."” “Igee. Ouramisble friend is a little queer on that subject.” r. Sawell glaniced cautiously over his shoulder, and, tapping himself significantly on the fore- head, eaid in & low yoice, % “ Room To Let—Unfarnished I —T. B. Aldrich in the Atlantic for June. . A CHINESE LOVE SONG.- 0 lovely daughter of tho Sun Whose oyes like radiant diamonds giow, 839, do you love your Fa-fo-fum ? “Tell me, my desrest Ho-ang-ho. O ean you,; will you now be mine? iy fato T wish and long to kmow § You sre, angel, all divine, Light of my soul, my Ho-ang-ho. ‘The birds of Paradise I've seen, * Aud lovely swans s white sa snow ; And sweetest flowers, same bright, s0me recn s *But none oo bright as Ho-ang-ho: The silver moon laoks down ox varth, And lights all nature in o glow, - Bat all aro dark, of littlo worth Compared with you, my Ho-ang-ho. Some timo I've sought sod, deareat one, Ay love for you you do not know; Will you be mine, my light, my sun, 3y only choice, my Ho-ang-ho 7 It you reject my proffered love, 3y eyes wil ke the rtvers o, While I in gloomy spherss-da move ‘Wittiout oy jovely Hoang-ho, 0 tell me now, if you do love, 0One now £o humble and so Jow, O will you now helper prova . To your dear friand, s2y Ho-ang-ho? If you will be my lovely wife, ‘We shall be bappy, this I know; * And live together without strife, Yes, Fa-fo-fum’and Ho-ang-ho. ATl . Short Speeches. | An inquisitive.French Bishop once csaght a Tartar in the Duke de elatre. T3 latter, passing in - haste thmnExh ;yons, wsr hailed b the Bishop with, * Hi! hil” - Tho puke stoppe Where have ‘you ‘come [rom?” inguired the prelato. - ** Parls;”, said the Fake. * Vhat ia there freeh in-Pafis?" ¢ (wéen pess.”. *Bis what were the paople samng When youleft:” 4 Vespers,” !t Goodoes3, man,” broke out the angry - questioner, *#Who are you? What am ou called?” ‘Zgnorant poople call . me if hil Gepsomen-term mo " the Dule do Roquelsie. Drivo. on- postillion!” ~ Ono morning « woman was ghown into’ Dr. Aber- nothy's room’; -before ho comd agmnk sho her arm, seying, “ Barn.” ‘A poul- s ghe called agam, ' showed hor arm, and said~ ‘‘ Batter.” ““Continue the poultice.” - Some days elapsed befcre Abernethy saw her again ; then she said, Well ; your feé ?” Nothing,” quoth the great medico ; you are %the most senaible woman I ever ‘saw.” Yord Aberdeenm, the Premicr i d was " remarksble for the little use i mode of his tongie. Wken, by way of recanciling him to accompany her oaa. sea-trip, the Queen smilingly observed: “I Le- lieve, my lord, you are not often eea-zick " 4 Always, Madam,” was the brief but significant reply. * But,” paid Her Msjesty, “ not very sea-gick?” “ Very, Madam,” ‘said the uncom- Froqnmng Alinister, “Wellington, we need hard- gsay, was ‘not given fo use tog, many words. e oxample of his economy this way will sul- i e wroto to Dr, Hutton for informa- tion a8 to the gcientific zcquirements of & young officer who had been under his instructicn. The Doctor thonght he could not do less thanu anawer the question verbul]g and made an ap- pointment .m;animgly. froctly Tellington Baw him he said: 1 am obliged to you, Doc- tor, for the trouble you have taken. ot for the poat ? " Clearing his throst, Dr. Hutton : “No man moro o, my ltm‘fi/: can — “That's qniet suficient,” said W &ogtoa, 47 know how valuable your time i8 ; “mine, just now, is q&‘zflly go. Iwill not datain yom iy longer. od morning ! ’—Chambers' Journal, s AR 0 3 Fho Duke of Cambridze. A etrong desire isdxgr_used in many quarters that tho 0 of Cambridgo should resign toe command-in-chief of the English army. The dosire bas often Leen expreseed before, and its rengwed expresgion now isdue o tho viriual - failuro of the Duke to put down the recent rebel- lion of youthful aristocrats at Bandhurst. Instead of putting down the rebels the Duke was, to al! intents and purposed, put’ down by them, anc the consequonce hes been an ontery in the line regiments, which, in_London at all events, it causing much ill-fecling, Some go to ihe lengtk of charging the Duka of Cambridgé with having allowed his bics in favor of the. Guardsmen fa warp his 1'ndgn}eut. Those who best krow the Duko don't beliove that he .is, biased. Ifa hax striven hard ta make the Lest of Mr. Cardwell's new rules and regulations, and has put down Eevoral military swells wilh a vigor and prompt nesg which rised them ; but he is undoubt A?dly of the old scheol.. Ho finds. it difficuli ta “ go in™ with the naw'condil hings ; end, in spite of himselt, his hauds are tied in many directions. - This Jast is the reason why a change ‘st headquarters is wished. The Duke himself i1, .underatood not to be very mush :aversa to the suggested chunge. * There sre, however, family difliculiies and certain small obstacles of proee not to think, what Mr. Jafrey’s condition would be if the weather did not mend ite mauners by dent in the way of his retirement, and these arq not likely to be got easily over, - 1 ¥mew ° 0 '