Evening Star Newspaper, December 14, 1872, Page 2

A MAN'S REQUIREMENTS. Love me, sweet, with all thou art— Veeling, thinking, seeing, Love me in the lightest part, Love me w fall being. Love me with thine open youth, In it frank surr With its silence tender. Love me with thine azure eyes, Made for earnest granting;— aking color from the skies, — Can Heaven's truth be wanting? Snow-like at first meeting, Love me with thy heart, thatall The neighbors then see beating. Love me with thy hand, stretched out, with thy loitering foot,— Hearing one behind it. Love me with thy voice, that turns Sadden faint above Leve me with thy blash, that barns When I murmar, “ Love me!” Love me with thy thinking seul— Break it to love-sighing; r Love me with thy thoaghtsthat roll (a through living, dying. | Love me in thy gorgeous airs, When the world Bas crowned thee; Love me kneeling at thy prayers, With the angels rognd thee. Love me pure, as musera do, Up the woodiands shady; ue gayly, fast and true, insome lady. As Love me for the house and grave,— J for something higher. Th thou wilt prove me, dear, i] Woman's lore nv fable, t will love thee,—halia year,— eth Barret Brow ring. +20e- A Night With Sam Tibbetts, [From Appleton’s Journal.) | glow of and chuckled at the absurdity of the idea, | the homes of his fathers; I had wandered the rm wide werid over, An! now, after many yearsot | oilmes; separation, we had met again on the occasion | of my visu to my native valley. In the fultill- | that form was ment of a promise, I had come tw spent the giver Joe, hge assistant, an “off night.” ‘We were lolling on the grass in frout of Sam's hot, balf-way up the mountain-side, with old Bose crowally blinking at our feet. On a iittle platean,a few yards beyond, the coal. burning. sending up acloud ef vapor that flied the atuogphere with its pungent fumea. From our evrie we overlooked @ vast tract of broken ed hills, some bristling with oak,and hemlock, some stripped to cky skeletons, black gorges, where the sun set long before night; open vales, with mea- dows and silver streams, and here and there farmhouses and the tall chimueys of farnaces vom.ting smoke. A cloudof dust throagh the liey ked the course of the orc-wagons. at is there so diffieult aboat it? asked. © It’s merely @ question of manual labor and of ¢ time comes to draw your charcoal. ply requires little skill.” ke you fellows who git yer knowl J, and don’t know what ex: is, Beok edication’s well enough for a pre: or &-clool-teacher, but, in burni wath t. You might as well tell P. all he’s got to do to git upa put paper and a peman’ ink oa ‘ue vd them set down aud wait for it to Je is not a fair one, my x ¢ fire in the parsons ca: cp your ms i, aud made 5 +0 perfect, expect to get coai. © you're a-gettin’ too deep for me; but { eve thing—l kin ran @ oval-pt, aud I a 1EVE you bi “Why ¢ y I replied, somewl2 testily.“\ that I cau’t he iu the grass and watcu | # Woou-pie burn I wow be afeard to trust ye that far,” remar am, dryly; “and 1 pile would buruup, wo. Now, and tc | me, if you kin, what's best to do.” rning mound. ft was fames ot pyrvitgneous a: < #ayany change, my inexperienced eye: | letect i. Ieoncladed that Sam, to as own expressions, was ‘‘pokin’ fan # I replied, with an air of intended face y want my advice, I suggest,a €, that we take a little G. B..* re , and eit down quietly to imitate th ew!” Isughed Sam, springing up “ Look at thet west cide. Give us @ hand here werk thiowing off the earth and sod opened the side, I beard a sharp, bis» a> Of pent gasses seeking a vent. I uatised, too that the rising harcoal My vanity hwi bee to bis aid. ctermined that the emergency should pot foe me lace /Dg in good-will.” rascal was only shamming work while watching te) hew thoroughly he enjoyed thesceuc. Guess you got airth enough om that pit,’’ ouppressed laughter. safvund gout? I exclaimed, wiping my and looking at my bitstered hands, | “why couldn’t you tell me when 1 had done enough?” Bly petalance caused Sam to explode ina Learty gutfaw, that started the echoes from the bitl. | could have split his head with my shove with a good will. “Ll below you,” he sputtered, as soon as he could catch breath. “If you're as good with the axe as with the shovel, you'll make a pooty coliler yet, notwithstandin’ your foreign | edieation.” * No, thank you. I’m satisfied with my ex- — Bill his pipe. **Ax yer par- in’ it.” he continued, “bat the world’s full 0° je they know about books, they cale’late there an’t nothin’ else to learn. 1 wouldn't give a chaw o’ | tobacher for all that was ever got out 0” books abort coalin’. Itden't stand to reason man that never seed a conl-pit shoald more about runnin’ on * he picks out for & text, he’s sure to go a-wenderin’ of inte politics and the science *governin’, or somethin’ o’ that sort, telling what the President ought to do, and what bs oughts.’t todo, jest as if he'd been born and brought up in the to find no fault wi Parson Simmons, bat I | things he’s had exper’ence in, and leave other Now. ! know Lan't fit to preach, nor to rum a news, 4per, nor to teach school; but I don’t try tode «mm. Idociaim to know a coal-pit, ‘cos | there Im ter Bum, and that [ stick to.’” | but they come here, i a fifteen-' turned o’ four. her stand corrected for my presumption, Let the shoemaker stick to bis last,’ is an ad- age almost as old as civilization; but consider m a disciple at vour feet in quest of knowledge. Initiate me, if you please, into_the mysteries of coal pi “ Can't be done.” replied Sam, with the ut- Prost gravity. ~ Nothin’ but exper’ence "it do = i — ‘eae, pace yen hg fora year, “agree to make @ good cof ye. 1" short 0° one hand. . = «The temptation is great,” { answered, with as much sobriety ot countenance as 1 coul ! command; * but 1 tear that 1 can’t spare the time just now,” ‘Sam iooked from out the corner of his eye a: if be Lalit suspected a jest, but, reassared by my ONE oy Fre got business where > G a’ve ¥ more mo- "s to be made, dat I wouldn't swep even “Lucky fe Sam, that they would spoil yous business.” gat ¢ “ Ye~. It's a wise provision 0’ natur’ thet we ain't all made aitke, and don’t all think alike. ~* «©. B..” inthe Kent vernacalar, stands for Gidgr-brandy. ‘ | Twouldn't do for all to go to preachin’, for | 'xample; nor for all to try once.” « There you hit the nail om the tcel lonesome ap here’ Now you make me laugh. Most here. “When he ag ant—ain't ye, old’ No time for foolin’ now. Wien the vowing of thy mouth, When Bose and Joe are both gone, I talk to hat | jest as if ‘twas a human bein’ or a doz. pose, but itdoes me good. Som as if itknew all to be guv'nor at sheat. But do ©” the time Joe's , a!) the company I lay Efetched ‘im two letters, one ) Tne letter you ever see, all — seals on it. When the old man gave a yell, and danced ‘round jun. Then he bugged his witeand and then darned if he didn’t hug I warn’t much used (to French ways, so as soon as I could git clear on ‘em I made tracks for hum. Jest as I stepped out 9’ the door who * them cussed Kanucks a- with eyes as big as sau- cers. I didn’t think much on’t at the time, for tgs Tee t ha’ spread it out jest ig letter. must ha’ ou left the room. When the feller see me, he bis children, pit, pat | p Rng =— out that = r Ugg to = - 1 7 ere’s valier smoke, a white smoke, an: Lave me Kh Thole Bie, at Slt Diack smoke, and bine smoke, and smoke that all—only gaa. When yé see shonid I see but one o’ lookin’ in the " exper’ence to come in’t no color at that, then's the time for in. When was any money m the If it rains, ye mast see that yer fires ain't put out If the wiad must up to the door as bold asa sheep uneven. Sowetimes the ‘thin’ to Miss Dobbiny. What I didn’t bear, for 'twarn’t none 0’ my business. “ Wa-al—I didn’t think mach on’t again till next mornin’. When I looked up there warn’t no smoke comin’ ont o’ Dobbiny’s chimney, and I knowed somethin’ was wrong—knowed it Jest as well as if I'd ba’ been there. ‘Seth,’ said I, « "Ul caye in on one fixed. Sometimes she blows. Then you've got to fly around you mean by ‘ blows?’”” If ye don’t keep the as c'leet vad the fast ye kaow ud been'a-waichio’ that pit a she biows. Lr * T calied Seth. alone to-day, there’s trouble “** What,’ said “* Worse'n that,’ said L. smoke up to Dobbiny’s.’ “ When we'd * Very likely,” I said, meekly. ppreciate my littl contrast with Sam's superior know! “Must keep yer vents open. Keep yer safety- the steam blows off: git "er j oes yer biler. ‘There ain’t no » when broaght into about half-way—there was a wor beaten path all the way from our honse—we see that the door was wide open. Scth a-leadin’, for he’d 43 lwas. All was still about the hous: Cidn’t hear no voices nor see no pleasant faces | at the door and windows as we used to. 3 in-sand such another sight I hope I may uevar here lay Dobbiny on a steam-biler. tes much stirred But I can't begin {o tell ye. Twould take a week. There’s eurtin’ the wood. Mast have bard coal to smajt iren, and you can’t get bard coal out of soft wood.’ Bat you | may burn the best of chestnu ongh all hopes that keep ms brave, | oak, and git only sott coal, if ye don’t run ‘her i arther ow or nigher, | right. ad maple, and | have to look on ag’in! the floor in & puddle o’ blood, his hi. smashed in, and his face cut up so you woul I felt on him} be was cold an’ stan Jn the next room we toad Miss Dobbi- nyon the bed; her head was split opon, wo, and on the floor lay the pieces. Not far off was a bloody axe an’ a hatchet, an’ blood an’ brains were scattered a!! abont. Makes me sick to think on’t now. ** All this time the gal was missin’, Seth an’ I looked everywhere, but couldn’t find her, au’ ‘dabout made up our minds she’ been car- goin’ to lock up the go down to the Centre for help when I spied a pair 0” big blue eyes lookin’ oat from under the bed. There she out o” her wita. I’ve seen one-half a pitas good hard coal | a3 ever went into a furnace, an: soft and mealy. as anew-born baby Sam paused and stopped to listen. | ear caught the sound of some one approaching. Presently we heard a clear, sweet voice carol- Ara man ieable. | lin, 5 {wants as much nussiu’ boy chopped a’mgst to sponse to my inquiring | Sally." The next moment the bushes parted on the mountain-side, and a young girl, in the full health and beauty, sptung ‘into theopen : mn A | space. Surprised atthe sight of a stranger, she “You could! Id Jest like to ses you take | ceased her song abruptly, blushed as re bold and burn a coal-pit. | scarlet hood she wore, and paused as if in doabt And Sam Tibbetts blew out @ cloud of smoke, | whethes to advance or retreat. Whether it was the romantic sarroundings, the andxpectedness In the days gone by, Sam and I had sat upon | or the vi-ion, of the poe a hy beauty of the girl the same bench im the little red school-house | herself, [know not, but in ali my world-wan- over by Kent mountain, but our paths had di- | derin, verged in early youth. He had remained dy [ly @ sight, nor one which took such hold upon heart. I had seen the women of from the sun-painted senoritas of the blue-eyed biondes of the north, bat que in grace and beauty, She ‘ clad; bat the simple night with him, in auticipationof which he had | calico gown anc the cheap shawl shoulders were worn with pri Her hood, which was the only bit right color that relieved the sober ny of her dress, was thrown »ack neck, displaying a mass of lustrous Dlack tress- es confined by a simple ritbon. Her flashing eyes, her month ripe as Hebe’s, her cheeks, where mingled the tints of the peach and the but why attempt what words cannot Had the goddess of beauty herself fall- leaven, I could scarcely have been more thoroughly entranced. “This is my Sally,’ said Sam again, smiling proudly as he caught m “Sally, this all night with me.”* -acefully while the tra. ried off. We were jest was, frightened most She was so scared she dida’t know us, and I had all I could do to git her to come to me. T took ’er upin my arms and car- ried ’er home, she a-moanin’ an’a-sobbin’ as if her poor little heart would break. She took on so thought she'd die for more’n a week, but my old woman nursed her an coddl ly got quieted down. Bat [ y one #0 scared as she was. how I got my Sally. aoe course, the Canadian committed the a .g¢ | had never befure looked upon se love- » aiter a pause, « that’s Guess they all had a hand in it. ‘em had been choppin’ on the mountains as much as four or five months, W! to their cabin—Seth an’ me, an’ al! the men for of ’em was to be found. ared the country | but the cusses were hen we went up five mile ’round—no ai, They'd ali cut stiek. clean up to the state line, too smart for us.” Theirsole object was robbery, you think: We found one 0’ the letters ut to Dobbiny the day tench, and they bad to get Miss You remember Boss Tim- | shanty Ne doubt on’t. en down from ‘Tinmmins to read it. mins’s darter, the scbool-marm, don't ye teachin’ o? my Sally for ten year or Miss Timmins, she read th ‘em, and it showed that some o° D: in France had writ for him to cam ho: «i ent some money to a bank down in York to The other letter puttin’ this and that together, wa bey it came from the bank, and ‘had | he look of genuine at ‘The girl courtesied aut blood again flashed her cheek. contusion, she stoo} who had pushed h the familiarity of an old friend. «I've brought you down and petted Bose, ose Into her hand with | sapper, father,” she said. “I must hurry back, for I'm late to-night. 1 had to go for the cows.” “ You had to fetch the cows, Sally! with the relatives tters was writ tellin’ all abot it, but no- to the store. Mother want= coming hom’ If doe gits back by day- ome down with thi Tell ma not to fret; guess ‘em, p'r'aps they didn’t care. y didn't write. Saily stayed to our house, and got to lovin’ her better’n aver. wife wanted to adopt her—an’ I guess ‘twould | ha’ been better on sor Parson Blake's ; Nght, p'r’aps im tleman to breakfast. © accounts if yold woman centd idee 0° partin’ with 'er, so we jest ke been with us twelve year or more, an’ a gal never trod in shoe: leather. lose "er, and so'd my old wowan I’ve got a doo t, father; good night, sir.” and another biach own the moautain And with another court the lovely vision yaniehed I shoutd hate to | but what's best y to perform, an’ l’ma. ¢ goin’ to find ’er a place somewhere where she'll be there ain’t no Bil Joneses, you could git ‘era chance to in’ o that kind—down in the elty, course, I'M help Hy will be wil w't said nothin’ to “er about mear to till the time comes. * Guess ye never see many po: "said Sam, with et gals ’m my | zeical look at me adely awakened from a deli Could | trust my sense Scharming giti,or woman, rater, tor manhood, was the The incongruity due deference to th many noble qualites of my honest friend, i could not help drawing an inward comparison between the parent and daughter, which, could he have read my thoughts, would, I fear, have forever prejudic- As it was, my countenance of my feelin; rou alll can; she was just budding i Hing to leave ugbter of Sam Tibbet was startling. the incomparabie y “Have you ever thing tu lead you to think she loves ed him against we. must have betrayed somethin, for Sam heaved a sigh, and, pleking up basket whick Sally had deposited upon astump, he led the way to the hut without a word. A few minntes snificed to spread our frugal supper, which, eked out with a few delicacies | had bonght, and seasoned with the sauce of ap- “ t ‘ aa | petite, was eaten, by me at least, with a relish oF there'll be fury to pay ia dive minutes !”” seldom before experienced. Sam, though be ite «ized @ shovel. and weut euerget.cally t | ate heartily, was remarkably taciturn daring uta gal's a gal, aud in love matters i's the same as another. run in one mould. An’ when a feller hangs on to all eternity, as Bill Jones has, the girl's sure to cave in thine, whether she likes "im at fust or not. That's why | want togit ‘er ort.” T promired Sam to have a talk with his fair charge on the morrow, so as to judge of her qualifications, and I assured him that I would exert myself to provide for her a suitable posi- tion as scon 4s I returned to the cit: At daybreak, to my great relief, J aud Sam ant Ash the whole meal. I exerted myself to amus him, and to excite his usual flow of spirits, bat witn very little effect. It seemed as if Sally’. co: nade another man o! him, and { gan to wy inconsiderate promise to piqde., st Sam’s goud-natgred railing; but I rau | spend the night, : ; After giving old Bose his proper share of the “ New for the vents,’ shouted Sam. “Then yur pipes the turt’s got to go on agin.” , grant tobacco seemed to have a soothing ettec! am poked the vent holes with along | on pole to start the draft, ] worked myseit into 4 | desultory conversation on the various topics replacing the turf and earth. i | with which he was familiar, interrapted only by ed when 1 happened to glance an occasional visit to the coal-pit. to my mortification, that the evident that my friend was ill at ease. lost his usual vivacity, and talked in an ab- my efiorts with @ merry twinkle in biseye that etracted manuer, quite foreign to his own blunt, tforward nature. I knew not why; but that his thoughts were running in the he said. hoe though ready to burst with same channel with my own. E weat down the moun- e crossed the stream, whose murmur we had heard throughout the night, and fol- jowed the road over @ sandy level worn into deep ruts by the ore-wagoi brought us to the outskirts of the village, before Sam turned aside inte the bu- rytpg-ground, motioning me to fullow. A few paces within the gate w. mound marked by asingle stone. I read: ed to the memory of Jean di Celeste his wife, and Francois thei: died Avgust 23, 1519.” “They were all put into one grave,” said Sam, brushing a tear fro. Th name, the same as her mother’s; like Saily the best. Wa-al ol woman ‘ll be a-waiti Thus en ‘The insight whi harcoal- bu: ‘ical benefit, but per was almost cvioricss, lik coming Ashort walk entering which m's nerves, and we soon droppe: @ came to & grassy let's git along. M reaiefaat tor us.”? J y night with Sam Tibbett: me into the myste- WZ was never of much shall ever regard the | few hours spent upon the mountain as the most precious of my lite. I kept my promise, and obtained a place in She has now filled it for nearly ten years te the complete eatistaction of her employer, who could not be induced to part with her on any consideration. As I pen these last words, my dear wife Ce- shoulder, and rejuestg me faction is mutual. I determined to tind out before I left him. But Sam opened his heart to me of his own accord. Jest right to-night,” he said, et measly wi New York for Sail ps you could help me out.” command me, Sam, for anything replied, with some curiosity was coming next. ‘In what way can 1 jest what I don’ know. Lis dead set arter my Sally. He hangs to her like @ dog to aroot, aud plagues my lite out o° me. Can't talk the critter out on’t. use to try. If Saily was my own darter, [ wouldn't say @ word aginit. Bill's goed nuit such folks as you be. "Cos | boy, but him and her ain’t mates, and that any fool can see with half an eye.” ~ “What!” I exclaimed she is mot your what bec leste looks Over m; to add that the sa ‘Window Flowers. summer-green of the leaves is aboat us is blanched and jousand times obliged to people who dress their windows with TS, Or set some little conspicuous parts of their dwell the traveling eye may dwell. Germantown has d for its winter floral attrac. It has been said that the in- troduction of heaters and gas is inimical! to this hat it disappears where great modern conveniences come in,—but either there is not so much bad consequences people represent, or else the Germantown folks have found out how to auti- isthat the weary traveler throngh its streetscan find many an inviting floral treat to feast his eyes upon. every one who sees these cheery-look- resoiving they surprising that Now that th gone, and ever; Trozen, we fee! ;, 40 you mean that a! Mydarter! I wouldn't let God A’migtty ch patterns as er bead that I always been don’t put tiors of this kind. | that, There ain’t @ hair of | don’t love jest as mach aa if she was my own A jood; but she’s above me and my kind, and the time’s come when she ought to some’er else. Bull Jones ai her than @ bear-cub is to go to Sunday-school.”” was greatiy excited. for I must is simple country- ed in me an interest which | woul) impossible afew hours before. fort to conceal my emotion, I said: -~ If Sally's birth is not a secret, will you tell hite Hoase. I don's want | me her history?” e long to do that. Do ye remem- can't belp a-thinkin’ he'd better teach them | ber the Dobbinys that used to liveover on Kent mountain? No? Wa-al, guess it was after thing» (o them that understands ’em better. went off. They were French people, style of gardening, anc 1 a ‘tno more dt for | follow them as dote the evil. windows go home will do likewise, and it is ins more of this simple gardening is not done. Any- ives @ cheerful look. If it @ bit of green parsley, stillit f hanging-Daskets | making 4 window | rs and green leaves than could 4s pots are.not alwas convenient in th pleases. Since the introduction ot much more may be done in to bum, but the old man got into some scrape, to cutestick. Idon’t know a the -y, and Sally, who name ain't his Sam,” 1 replied, with becoming meeknos:. | was : ty can te | few pots with h: “ ich banging © | side of the hut, coaxing an obstinate fire into He ie 5 E FIVE. « If there is one thing that I like it is more than another,” solilv.uized Five, thinking him- self unobsersed. beggars can’t do nor expiain that. ‘We heard him, forall that, for he sat just Them niggers nave trained their eyes to look under the outside the cabin, shed, watching, between the whiffsof his pipe, the 'e from the shingles, whi!e the four of us dro; away at drawpoker inside. id “bar” was flourishing just then; men were dri Pager | into mne, attracted of nn fp pe diel it was not staked off with aclaim. The one-streeted town was bustli the cloth-houses, stores and usual loafers, were drawn up in ang Se thoroughfare, in which to and from the outer doors of the “Bella Union” world. and the «Blue Wing” continually swung open, | into muddy water, and can see fish to spear “em— and Grain porpoises to catch fish as well. So r eddication.”” “ Of course, or I couldn t tell yer of this. But it's time to turn im, Come, Bruce,” and here a dog tha’ seen before answered his master’s calland followed him into the room. As they came to the light [thought I recognized the deg (a grandson of the one 1 afterward le »and on scanning the man closely I found he was Five, me old minixg friend. “ Why, old man from Tuolomne, don’t you re- member me?” as the boys went in and out for their rig | ‘Don't you rememberour camp in early comforts. The devotees of the gaming table revelled over the cloths, ehes A empty pon t and ringing heads were the morning balletins. | Our cabin stood a little withdrawn from the main street, the homeot tive of us for mauy months. Those days are pastand gone, when | dack used to toss his steaming slapiecks up the | chimney and deftly catch them on the outside— |, those days of almost Saeaaing pork and beans, ‘witha very semi-occasional touch of fresh beet” We know quite well each other's history, as far as gon points went—all save that of Five, who was an enigma. Of him the only tangible and discoverable mark was a blue “5” rked between his thumb and foretinger—and so he earned bis title. A spare, nervous little man, with a black, sweeping moustache, a cace- | Norn countenance and restiesseye. Tae force | that draws men together in pioneer times is in- explicable. “Sim” had been a minister; had slipped from grace, and floated to the’ goid country. soun Bunyan” wasa broken dowa merchant from Troy, fond of bis tipple, and a | master band atastory. Brannan had last come trom Cajcutta, where he had been a missionary he said; but he thombed a Jack too well tor that. his was betore the era of genteci clergy- man. Five and |, a runaway from home, e up our household. Five, we ured at first to ply with questions, but gaining nothing by oar trouble, gave it up His only companion was his dog, a brindled suiky, svappish brute, with a stumpy tail. His faithiuiness and love, withdrawn from every one else, centered in bis master. Five's chief solace was his viol! When others soug saloons, he took his violin and whiled away the hours with touching meio- | dies, soft, dreamy airs ot home, or anon, wild, | jing strains that thrilled the soul. Many « ing around a cabin at evening, listening to musie as the quiet air bore it swiftly to them, | and thus Five's violin was @ minister of com- fort to many a lonely man. He would rarely play when asked, and then only some ditty like the * Wrecker’s Daughter,” or“ Tom ‘bee’ Snake,” which would put’ fits into a fellow’s heels—reserving for his communion the strains that were so benefitting: to all. And in this way he found a companionship that compensa- ted him fora lack of friends. He was com- monly set down as a musical Portugee, but the pte eee show that the conjecture was far ‘rom right. Hot! hot! terribly hot were the sammer days, | and I, unused to hard work, dropped my shovel one burning afternoon, and went up to the out and disgusted. I was surprised ve at the house and in his bunk, for he to find had gone out with the rest, and was always a | steady worker. ck, old man?” es, lad, very sick, dead sick. Bruce, lie down!” For the dog at his head growled viciously as I put my baud on Five’s forchead aud found it, {blistering with fever. Not so bad as that, old man, you're good for ny @ Have a dcink’ Tdon’t mind—s im ol. coal.” ed him a pan of water, and he drankit, ng: What are you doing here at this hour of the day “Tm tuokered out, cive, aud Lad to give it d to you,” and he sank often in the di talked of men aud things. I heurd his soluloqay, as I said before, and not gaiter, tired of the cards, went out to » uncertain hours now ican hardly “Phen you ba ** To be sure.” “ Well, we always b e of a home it is now, iv-law, which last was p'isoned, and L bolted inte another and be its bard pavigatin’ in a ' mother-in-iaw i= the shoalest thing I've sirack. Have you been married? ye has yer my experience. I cam> from Rhode Isiavid, and anciently was a captain, and have sailed the purtiest creature that ever skimmed the water. I got on well till I meta little bine-eyed girl from Maine, and I thought she would do to cast anchor with, which I did and we were as happy as two baruacies on sunny log, fill her mother came to live with us; arter that the compass had a continual varia- tion, and things got to be no better in short metre. That ar’ mother-in-law, she tried to be steward, and bo's’n, and first mate, and had her eye on the captain's cabin, and we was in a ma- | tiny ali the time. I told the wife I would pen- | sion off the old hank and drag her into a safe harbor, and then she had me and the babies, which there were two of ’em, would go off soundings and try blue water all alone. Butthe wife wouldn't. Iam told that wimmen think they can allus get husbands, but they never can have butone mother—so they sticks to her. Blessed if 1 see what they wants of any mother after they gits a man to fill the bread-locker and buy “em new studdinsels. So 1 bonght a little house with my savings, and pat ’em ail in, | and when the gold news came, [ came out here. @ cranky mother-in-law on | I tell yer if there’ the quarter-deck the ship won't keep her course. Everything goes souson byno’th, asthe | devil steered the windlass, and the captain ts like a monkey on the lee back stay. 1 gave ’em | | everything but my fiddle and dog, and cam out here. P’raps when I've made my pile I'll zo back again aud veer around the toiks. There’s ittle Maggie, my purty little one, she never turned agin her father, though thy father did. nd if 1 can only see her, and take her Little band, and walk out among the birds and flow- ers, and hear her talk, 1 think I can be happy again. Andif she wilionly call me ‘father’ once. I want nothing more,” andthe old man brashed away a tear with his sleeve. This was Five's story, sad to him, and when the fellows were Vee to jeer at him for his oddities, and [ told them that his heart was al most broken by troubles at home, an uncon- scious pity was felt for him forever after. ‘The mines did not tempt me to remain fon; there. Theroad to fortune was rugged an steep, and it was long after that I bade adien to lifornia and returned to civilization, to tell wondering auditors the stories of the distant land. Five was the last to say goodbye, and even Bruce came and licked my hand. ‘Twenty years! a life-time to many, a weary waste to some. Where once a few scattered houses stood I find to-day a thrivi clty, a wealthy people. Forests of ship: line the wharves, and white sails futter over the bay where once the occasional steamer syn her bustling way. The broad acres where ran- queros drove their herds and called it waste land, the hard-tisted sons of toil have dotted with thriving farms, and the railroa?s join their forces ag a in eo aid of progress, Tue Colonel and I had been ranging up and down the San Joaquin Vatley, runuing out the land, and worn with srneating through quicksands and sloughs, had soi it the sheiter ily from pelting rain that set in at nightfail. A wo derful vailey—this San Joaquin! Three hut dred level miles by seventy-five, between two | mountain ranges, and sions, the western side the swirling river winds, while down from the bold Sierras come ice-cold streams to join its tide. Myriads of browsing sheep and cattle trim down the Inxuriant grass, and miles of telds are budding into a promising harvest time. The cabin stood near one of the foot of this natural eclipse, where four shepherds dwelt, whose sheep and lambs were now ensonced within the corral, which ay protected them trom the cold rain. Three of the men were in- blaze, the fourth sat near the door, the | Dright coal in his shining like a e Bee gol, in his pee shining tke » Sexy ore, was soon yarns in which [had fo | left them and stood in the doorway wi y time have L seen a knot of rough fellows hang- j ie nd Sim, and Brannan, and Banyan and me A clond ot recollection seemed to past befere SNeveveat i jast le exclaimed, «+ is it poast- bie that you're the little "any Yes, “ Well thisis surprisin’, to say the least. Lam glad ter see yer; How's all the (ulks"”” ‘Tl talk to you to-morrow, od man, it’s too late to spin yarns now,” and we all rolled ap in our blankets, and soon every ‘Stili, dark aud rainy was t at an early hour we were atoused y the souad of voices, and conquering & disposition for ond more nap we arose and made ready f : nt coffee and bisenit: £« Wacks,” w! when e is handsome, it grows down, e Vrigh 1 Five silently swallowed his breaktast, slippel eily from the house, epened his corral, ana lled with the bleatings of hungry animals, a ne baby lambs irisked gally along afver D ling their feck.e uotes to t nd soon came up with expected to see that: lis fanny to me some- @ you been all these “ Shifting. “ Tn this country all the time?” “*No. Seein’ you made me kinder trembling- like about the ills end brought back vid times, Filtell you where I've been. Arter you left the digg’ ins, I struck it rich tor ile, and had 4 good lot of dust in the locker, and thought I'd steer On home to see if that mother-in-law Ladn’t died, aud how many babies was. And I went down to Frisco, aud went home by steamer to Providence—but didn’t fini much Providence in it, you bet. Nobody know me there, which onst I knew every one. suppose I had changed in them years 1 was agone. 1 woaldn’t break in en my, wife, so 1 went “oa hotel and cast an- ery curous men. they thouglt me, X oF fmt *boutevery body. “Did you tind your famliy? * T tound she was married to another fellar.”” “ Did they think you dead? « Tsuppose so, as I didn’t send any dispatch while Lwas gone. She was rich aud happy, they said, and hada good husband—but tie mother-in-law hadn't yet pegged out. I couldn’t | cared for, my litle M 1 teli inte a deep iren and a mother- | |, chinery. Homopathic nonsense, s help feeling mean till T heacd the last; but wuen |} Ufound she wasa livin’ with ’em, I dido’t make Lo more sighs.” “ But your children—you surely made your- | elf known to them’ ‘+ Not as the roads here was on gie, my blue-e iin’, and I round where she piayed in aud spoke lo her one day. I knowed uuny bair, and she of & spurn-vars ays, though sh waked to ber ays to her, *o0d worning, sir,’ say F nppose L did look mi your name, little tad “and th: got a new ff Tbeen in Ca like al t with her * Are you going b shall yo to-morrow.’ Wait bere then a mit And she darted away over to her bouse an ‘edin the gard nd in her chubby bi violets, pinks an take these wi "s grave, if you can find it? re.’ ‘Yes, laste,’ says I almost I'll take them with m2 as you wish.’ And I couldn’t hetp catchin’ her in” my arms and kissin’ her bard and fast. And then with- cut another word I lett her standing there with a world o” wonder in her eyes, aud got my dun- | nage from the hotel, and back [ came again, | Excuse me, I must turn them sheep. Here, | Brace!” The poor old man could hardly speak, and I waited till he came up tu me again. « Do you see this He touk trom his rough shirta little packet fastened round his neck by a cord. He un- | wrapped thisand there lay a bunch of faded flowers. Hl Itold thelittle lady I'd put them on her father’s grave and I've worn them on my heart ever since.” 1 could not keep the tears from welling up into my eyes, and on pretence of tilling my pipe, lipped away until I could command my poice. “ But what have you been dving since you ame back?” ° <* Most anything, Iwas a Greman in the city | | for years. It was excitin’ like, and they was a good set of boys, was the Kuickerbockers, and we had a little lady inour company which al- But just the same ways and actions, and I believe every man in the com- pany yould have died for her. lian Once, aud eur life see: to be as good as auy. Rattling to fires, pullin’ up ladders, hghtin’ fire and smoke, goin’ to funerals—take it all, we enjoyed life, and I tho’t as how [ shouid die in that business, 'and thatthe boys would string along with the band arter my bones soms | day; but it wasn’t tobe. ‘There ain't no parades, nor nothing, and the city 1s too dull tor we since they disbanded us and put out a pol ays 1, puttii ont fire with fire,and I never did believe i these new fangled notions. fee this ‘S’on myhand? That led me to join that company, it bas puzzled many a fellow, but it’sonly what we did at school. There was five of us that used to go tor apples and melons and such, and we was all numbered. You've had my story, young fellow, and I #m glad to see yo Sun is coming through the clouds, and if you ‘ant to reach Bear creck to-night, you must be -arting. Fr you ever came up here again, see me. d bye.” We shook hands, and I left him following his sheep. Our horses were svuon ready, and bid- ding adieu toour kind hosts, ward, and my oid iriend Five waved lis haud as ‘@ last farewell. ——_—_—-«0e. Dr. Dowler’s Alligator. A writer in the New Orieana P. ime met somebody who was present at Dr. Dowler’s x- periment with the alligator, aud this conver: ton ensued: “Dr. Dowler’s alligator !” says I; “I don’t exactly comprehend.” “Well,” — he, “about tweuty rears ago | Dr. Dowler, of this city, called the wise men of the medical profession to see him make puysio- logical experiments ona big alligator. ‘Gen- tlemen,’ says the good old Sector ‘Lwaat to prove to you the existence of @ dilfased cens2- ritm; in other words, that the brain is not coa- fined to the cranium, (the alligator winked €y?, @8 much as to say he knows what he talking about.) You will perceive that when I put this coal of tireon the back of this cold- blooded reptile he deliberately reaches over and pulls it off with his fore foot. Now, [ carefaliv sever the head of the reptile from the body; I re lace the eval of tire, and the same intelligent Toot pulls it off in. Ergo, the censorium is diTused—the is brain ail over, and brain prowotone - ee Tat Seema ie cone tie PAM And you believe that story 2” says I. ‘* Believe it!” saye be, hy I heard the lecture and saw the ber pec) Vil be durned if alligator’s eon Self-Distrast gis Ward Beecher morbid intruder that has no business in your brain. as you would rey But while mt th 1s seeking depressing action of over- co: milder form, #0 a3 to ba’ hatever. It kaow th American ou find Ft ints He worth while for Ad anna Bet Finn gcd. Modesty ae ‘diffidence of one's be that you are raised leaven the lump il i sin the novels curiously connecte from Lady | Approved manner. ejaal io catried lopg years in her hich it is the a the it dans ids petits soullers, les retirait, les admirait et @at voloatiers vie genonx @ chauaser et a dec! la comme ceux d’ ha Enfant Jesus.” | And in the aw: alness of tragedy, what could so well prepare us for the hideous worst, as to fod in the muddy slepe of the water-side, before | piercing the shuddering secrets of the river, a “kid shoe that never w: afi asser O88 pee ab) end all contingencies during the existence of the « made on a Yankea Tiled: aud the Department wall by see bow high the woman trod evener Even the rough © little thing in his instep is! there never ture the dress of his victims; (rom en fd ye ch little David Cop- 1 find the way home ambition of R exvetoped in two. ti W.'s heart to posmcs a w “Fas black hat was b 1 afford a coat, his pantaloons knees betore he ig Deots were worn cut before be could treat himself to new pan- the tims he worked roand to his bat again, that shining modern nt rein of varion > ot forgive swest Bella Wiltar tor “mercenary little wretch,” it is the desire of her heart te gratify her father’s We all know some one who never _ wends Ler gloves, “because a hole may seem the reenlt of accident, meditated poverty! ladies would draw the dregs innocent of trimmin and ungarnsbed hem, mast be new; bat one | ith rows of rutties, tucks and paflings may be, | were white att | could buy a p | owed Lis sheep out to pasture. ‘The ait was | the bic F \ talons, and by | roofed in an au | being euch a a darn show: Would that oar gical Inference with screen toids | nd us not asyi also tp brave ribbens’”” Miss Belinda And O what loss to Itterature, if we are to lose all recoliection of aremarkable race that was to take place one picasant afternoon roand the brim of a certain small boy's ha’ | never, should we cease to regret it.—Alic Wellington, in Christian Register. Protection to strawberries. season is now arri x When the discus- sions which take plage annually as to the merits strawherries ov ything of rea! has been brought oat ould beborue in miud that the strawberry is aturally as hardy as the dande ™, and under empe, of th | fill the corre: If, therefore, any good m found from protection it ie gainat the cha Indeed, we have known of vound of We, au bas induced the i be Some soits have y just cuouga to preve which we have a | cont to abe Gov rriage Question “ | trausferred oF aenigued y many cases of the supposs 7 ther complaint alto, ad been utterly false, marry trouble that was # was the story: Formo' bic balls, and clothed kerself in acres of parplo with her means twen- 3 I look at my two thous- *t actord to marry. (r the story was | Eulchra wishes to dwell in marbie snd clothe herself in acres ot purple and fine | Mariage with her, therefore, means | twenty thousand a year. Was @ dou't-want-to- | lcting the patient. | haddwett in mar- So I book at and can't afford to mula-wise and truth-wiee it is this. girls wish to live idle, Lionable lives, and fooll » pampered, and cation, marriage loses } y very vatural for @ young man to sa con't afiord to marry.” The truth is, he cannot # ‘ord to marry after the etyle aforesaid, and he | does not wish to mi which his two thousam there are other than fooli: ‘There are girle of simple industrious baits aud nneseliish hearts. You | are not apt to find them in the bighwaysor in conspienous places. ‘They make the best wires | in the world, while the Saratogs thing makes | Look for them at hy ery—that fizzing, bubbiing caldron, de, vavity and vapidity, seasoned with vice, spatter tuto assimilation, / nursery, pantry or kitchen; not eauntering brazen stare op @ frequented promenade, o Gweliing among Frepch uovels ia the bou- dcit.—Howard Crosby. arker for Smaii Seeds. from the Agricui ple, will be found in practice ‘aking drilis for small seeds is pressing the edge of a 1a’ he previously smoothed soil. wo.kes @ Grill that is perfectly smox mu-—Where th seeds cam be distinctly seen, sud if the sowing ts not pro; made 80, which “an not wel | cull made by scratching the soil. The } ETE) ei SL IGIED in @ sensible style, would say amen. irls in- the world. | . modest mica, ingot my Maggie, though in | « "tha son -¢ ome, not in soci- | 1 got to be fore- & os | Find them helping a) hough very +! perly even it can be S7-A “‘fire fiend” has been captured rert, R.1., in the torm ot a tifteen year old bor vomed Waters, who has already contessed ect- | ting some of the many incipient firesthat have | alarmed the people of that city. e cantered south- | POSITIVE FACTS! NOw IS THE TIME, Now: NOW: DONT PUTIT OFF. NOW, ano R SELECTION OF ONG LIFE, At HABLE Bi } L coraer ef 7th an » most extensive Louse ‘ WHEBE? You snd yeur Boy, and all the | Mon sud Boys waut Beauutol marvel.us low prices. HABLE BROTHERS, Merchant Tailors Fashionable Clothiers, 5. W. OOBNES SEVENTH AND D STEEETS. acd-tr grav ing selectea 8OW Lo Ose. Opon paper the sheets to Fou pres Aud packed #0 asto prevent them frou adner ny Ss each other; the same to be farnish: with al toa somable dispatch. in e@cb quantitive as may be > dered by the De ent | Fequisttions of Crores the control of the A. of mensfacts: jere of the De partmes gout . ract very order of the Department may be promptly e the vu CoML RCiLr. at ary ime during tue 4 the Comtract, t f wisups not exce bound on the edge and com Peper. of fnolosed ia atrong mar the tity to be tremenitiod ¥ . blawke reg! t 8; wie. ai Dlanks for & end gasrter devewinat uraiebed KSTIMATS OF QUANTITY EROUIESD amber ol a 4 is per ‘or the pext four yoars it oof aunaal increase, ¢ 1s advertisnment ab " etempe needed by the Depariment tariug without he ad we te scant whee eu ouly for the talormedes aad guidance of bidders. DELIVERY. The ay be geyuires to be deliveret by the contr 80 aborep vided for fume ore Post Office Depar Washing * devomination being k- pi separaic,) as tue Posupas ter Gener! 7 direct LLS, ASD PLATES. and * from which postage tug ¢ perty of the of tn the heeplog aa contractor op thy let day of April, to bs held sutject to the or ment, without Bi transaction OUNTSAOT NOT AB! ore ia ot BESERVATIC ‘The Postmast-i Goueral r tad all brs it ie his ye Gevermm eve require it, alge the ove tif, in bis opinion, th J ute @teny time te portorm faithfully any ae ‘u'stions, or tn case of @ Wiliful Bitemp! to Imp ae Ut samp: iuferiut to thoss wow tor proper ¢kauination Within ten days % warded. the succrsntul bis, : ht P. crvemnd keep the wma as terns, ¢ cM to thelr trae iutent su shoif‘mubes execute, and deliver, ‘a; proval aud acceptance af the &. be with gor d and sufi. of the tever.trouth ® tied “Am act leg teu ‘mak! for #ach necewmnry clintte ns have been ustalty Ipetaded ty the generat appropriate n bills vitboul Betbority of ew. and to fix provide fcr certain Inivent the Departire tand off.cers of the fo ee on at L approve’ August 2, we ip case the coutrac « termes of hie co tract he » bie for the forfeiture *pecitied ip euch con ract a4 liyaidased yg. b: saed for ip tu» pame of tae Uuised sta. Ne 5 Dext lowest reepoweth uired agree ment act bon te sre ex: xt lowest bidder shall be requ'r: ty to Wham the contract wa’ Pormeut will alec provide ther i at auy continuance. of the coutract the + or become teresponsibie for rhe * pewalty of the b Sve the rig a ou wi re G verament rraire, ct may be exiended beyoad the tims fined, nut excenaing three mouths, by order of the Postpacter General, and the Contract prices sad aii condfiteue herein set forth shall govcrm iu each entended comiract PROPOSALS will be conaidere’ ant actory eUstAhine, sh arc om by at sale the price par thing required to be Department, arked "trop. ive ve tied Ae a BE-WE na SOLD BY <6 im ALL DBUGGISTS. | A BOELE CHABIT OMAHA LOTTERY, is amp Tuk NEBRASKA STATE ORPHAN ASYLUM. To be drawn m pubsic Dec, Sh 12 TICKATC: $1 EACH; OB, SIX Tickets sem by Express O O.D 4 Prine. ORGANIZED AUG UST 26, 1570. car CAPITAL... G1 00,008 ee No. 908% Ponnsyl- wont SE £4 RCUEL CROss, a DIRECTORS = 0, 8. 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