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: E SOLDIER'S MOTHER
By the low west window dreaming,
With the lingering sanlight,gleaming
Softly on her saintly brow—
Of her boy to battle marching,
if eat and thirst the loved lips parching,
Dreams she in the twilight now.
Yet with rapid fingers knitting,
In the ancient arm-chair sitting,
Musing of her soldier son—
Pausing in her thoughts of sorrow,
Woncl'nng if upon the morrow
She can have the blue socks done.
Thinking of the soldiers standing
As she saw them on the landing,
Thinking how they sternly drill them—
Back and forth the needles going
From the socks, God only knowing
If or not his feet shall fill them.
But a sound her quick ear greeting,
Starts her frightened heart to beating
With a troubled throb and surge,
For she hears the church•belle tolling,
And the solemn muffled rolling
Of slow music like a dirge.
Heeds she not ttie stitches falling,
As with eager accents calling
Some one passing by the door,
All her wild forebodings masking,
And with lips unfalt'ring asking
Whom this mournful dirge is for?
But she strives her grief to smother,
'Tis not meet a soldier's mother
Thus should yield to sorrow vain.
Are there not a hundred others,
Stricken, desolated mothers,
' Weeping for their brave ones slain?
For their country still are bleeding
Soldiers brave who will be needing
Warm socks for their valiant feet—
Feet which ne'er before the traitors,
Like the feet of some bold praters,
Beat a cowardly retreat.
Other days have waned to twilight
Since the eve when such sad heart-blight
Came down on that lonely one;
Yet beside the window sitting,
With her aged fingers knitting,
Dreams she still at set of eon.
On her brow a shadow resting,
And the sunset glory cresting 4
Like a crown the silver hair, -
Back and forth the needles going,
Inch by inch the soaks are growing,
And the tears her eyes o'erflowing
Are inwrought with silent prayer.
Could men see as see the angels,
These dumb socks, like sweet evangels,
Would a wond'rous tale unfold;
Every stitch would tell its story,
And each seam would wear a glory
Fairer than refiner's gold.
THE DREAM.
I sit in my chair by the blazing fire
And doze away my life,
And the laughing flames leap high and higher
As I dream of a little wife ;
On my shoulder I feel a pressure sweet,
And arms like the snow—oh, whiter!—
About my neck in a warm-clasp meet,
And the flames flash bright and brighter.
And ringlets of gold pour over my face,
As my head, to her bosom's pillow,
Sinks down in a cloud of perfumed lace,
That heaves like foam on the billow;
And I hear her warm heart's quickening beat,
And her eyes glow bright as fire,
As my lips are covered with kisses sweet,
And the flames leap high and higher.
A soft oheek nestles close to my own,
And the sweet smiles o'er it chase ;
-Like sundrops upon a calm lake thrown,
.Her dimples the smiles efface—
A laugh, and her swellinglreast,
Heaven joyous—high and higher;
How happy my lot, and how sweet my rest,
With a wife in front of the fire!
And I drink her beauty into my heart,
And the love-light of her eyes :
With a crash the red brands fall apart—
My wife up the chimney flies.
Thus oft in my chair by the blazing fire
1 doze away my life,
And the mocking flames laugh high and higher,
At my dream of love and a wife.
THE ROSE OF GLEN VALLEY.
MURDER!— Help !—Oh, help !'
How sharp and fearfully distinct that
cry rang out on the midnight air! But
there were none to hear it, except the
two ruffians, who pressing still closer to
• their victim bore him heavily to the ground.
He is dead !' said the oldest one,
placing his hand upon the heart of the
wounded man, who lay upon the ground
without sense or motion.
We had better make sure of it,' said
the other, significantly pointing to the river
at a short distance.
His companion understood him, and
without a word on either side they lifted
up the body and carried it to the river.
_There was a heavy splash, something that
-sounded like a stifled groan, and the broad
water's rippled quietly over it—the moon
looked down as calmly and placidly as if
crime and murder were a thing unknown.
- The two men then mounted their horses
and rode swiftly away.
This is a good night's job,' said the
'.shorter and the younger of the two.
I should judge so,' returned the other,
dryly, 'as it gives you one of the richest
• earldoms in England.'
Ay, and by my knightly faith, you
shall find that the Earl of Egberton is not
• ungrateful,' said the other. The thousand
- pounds shall be yours to-morrow, and if
'there is anything else 1 can do for you,
you may command me to the full extent of
your power.'
There will be a merry 'bridal to-mor
row,' said his companion.
6 Very !' replied the younger one, with
- a light mocking laugh. Lady Blanche
will wait long at the altar for her lover ;
anti as for my good cousin Walter, who
has been my rival in love and ambition,
I'll warrant he'll sleep as sound to-night
as he would were he pillowed in her arms !
But we must separate here,' he added, as
they emerged from the forest into the open
country. We must not be seen together.
Adieu! We shall meet to-morrow at the
bridal.'
And so saying he turned the head of his
horse into one of the two roads that were
before them, and his companion taking the
other, they parted.
*
' In an elegant boudoir, partly reclining
upon a low couch, was a fair young girl of
not more than twenty summers, apparently
in a deep revery. Her thoughts were very
pleasant, for there is a half-smile around
• her mouth, and an expression of thought
.- ful and subdued tenderness in the deep
— like eyes and on the smooth open brow.
" Her maid, who had entered some minutes
~before, but who had hesitated to disturb
her, now approaches.
It is nearly ten, Lady Blanche,' she
said, addressing her young mistress ; in
-''half an hour the guests Will be here
,c Can it be' possible that it is so late 'as
that 2' • she replied, starting from her seat.
Ah,lilartba, I am so very happy!!
• • Heaven grant that it may' last lady !'
said Martha, solemnly.
kahadow fell across the yeting girl's
sunny face,:
am
afraid I am too happy for it to
last,' she said, thoughtfully. '.But come,
Martha,' she added, gayly, 'your skilful
fingers must be more than usually nimble,
or I shall be late at my bridal'
I did not take Martha long to loop back
those clustering curls, and to arrange the
shining folds: that fell so gracefully around
that exquisitely moulded form; yet - she
had hardly finished when there was an
impatient knock at the door, and a man
entered, whose bowed form and white hair
bore the impress of 'extreme old age. It
was Lord Cantref. He gazed upon his
daughter for a moment with an expression
of mingled pride and pleasure.
Heaven bless you, my beloved child !'
he murmured, fondly. But comes '
he
added, the carriage is waiting, my love,
and our friends are growing impatient.'
Has not Walter been here yet, father,'
inquired the young girl.
No,' replied her father. It is rather
strange • but I suppose something has de
tained hm. He will probably meet us at
the church.'
As Blanche passed down through the
group of liveried servants that lined the
hall, evey one anxious to catch a glimpse
of the bride, many a heart blessed her
sweet face, and prayed that all the bright
anticipations its smiles and blushes shadow
ed forth might be realized.
To Lord Cantref's surprise, the Earl of
Egberton was not at the church-door when
they arrived. His brow grew dark with
anxiety, though he endeavored to allay the
apprehensions of his daughter, whose
cheeks alternately flushed and paled at her
embarrassing position.
Just as they were about to return, Lord
Cantref noticed a horseman approaching at
a furious pace, whom he recognized as Mr.
St. Croix, the young earl's cousin. His
clothes were torn and dusty, and . his face
pale and haggard, as he hurriedly alighted
from his horse which was covered with
sweat and foam. As his eye fell upon Lady
Blanche, he hesitated, and casting a sig
nificant glance upon Lord Cantref, beck
oned him aside. But this movement did
not escape the observation of Lady Blanche
whose cheek grew pale with fear.
6lt is from Walter !' she exclaimed,
breaking from her attendants and following
her father. Tell me,' she added, wildly,
addressing St. Croix, is he ill—dead V
Be calm, my dear child,' said Lord
Cantref, soothingly, whose countenance be
trayed great agitation ; the young earl is
not dead, only missing. It is to be hoped
he will yet be found.'
Lady Blanche made no reply, but fell
pale and gasping into her father's arms,
who quickly conveyed her to the carriage.
Many of the by-standers gathered
around St. Croix, anxious to know the
cause of this strange scene. From the
narration he gave, they gathered that the
earl had disappeared, no one knew whither.
That there was no clue to his fate, except
ing his horse, which came home a few
minutes after midnight, with dark stains of
blood upon his breast and sides. The
grief and horror with which St. Croix nar
rated these circumstances produced a very
favorable impression on those who heard
him; for he was next kin to the earl, and
upon his death would come into possession
of the earldom.
My child,' said Lord Cantref, a few
months after, who was in close and earnest
conference with his daughter, I would not
urge you to take this step, were I ,not as
sured that it would result in your ultimate
happiness.'
I do not doubt it, father,' said Lady
Blanche, languidly. But somehow the
very thought is repulsive to me. I never
liked Mr. St. Croix, and cannot say that I
like him any better since his accession to
his new honors. There is, to my woman's
instinct, something treacherous and cruel
in the very glance of his eye.and the sound
of his voice.'
You are prejudiced, my daughter,' said
her father. I see nothing of this. In
deed, I believe him to be an honorable
man, and in every respect worthy of you.
You have no brother,' he added, solemnly,
as his daughter made no reply, and will
soon have no father, for my race is nearly
run. It grieves me to leave you so unpro
tected, and it would take the last sting
from death could I see you Lord Egber
ton's wife.'
Let it be as you say, father,' replied
Lady Blanche, indifferently. Since V al
ter is dead, I oare little what becomes of
me.
The earl has been waiting some time
to see you, Blanche,' he continued ; 6 may
he come in and receive your consent from
your own lips l'
Lady Blanche inclined her head ; and
in a few moments the wily man was by her
side.
4 I have no heart to give you,' she said,
in reply to his earnest protestations, lifting
her eyes calmly to his face ; but my hand
is yours whenever you choose to claim
; If the most devoted and tender love
can win your heart, it cannot fail to be
mine, dear lady,' said the earl, softly.
; Nay, Lord Egberton,' said Lady
Blanche, firmly, 'it will avail little. All
the heart that .I have is buried in Walter's
grave. Yet .I promise that all I can give
you shall be yours any day you name.'
The earl murmured a few words of
thanks, and then raising her hand respect
fully to his lips, turned aWay, and, mount
ing his horse, rode rapidly toward Egber
ton Hall, his heart full of exultation at his
success. As he was passing through a
narrow defile a form wrapped in a large
cloak suddenly crossed his path, startling
his horse so that he nearly threw him from
the Saddle. With a:muttered imprecation
he turned toward the intruder.
It is 1,, Edward St, Croix!' said a
deep, hollow voice.; and throwing back the
cloak, the pale light of the moon fell upon
the tall form of .a woman, clad in a strange,
fantastic attire. Her flashing eyes were
black as midnight, as also was the heavy
mass of disordered hair that fell below her
waist ; her complexion was dark, even to
swarthiness. Yet, in spite of her weird,
unearthly aspect, there was something in
the general contour of her face which
showed that she had mice possessed more
than common beauty.
- Ardelle !' exclaimed St. Croix, aston
.
ished. •
4 Nay, •Edward,'•said the woman, with a
low, bitter laugh,. not the Ibving• and
trustful Ardelle, whom you lured by ydrir
vile arts from her happy home, but Cleo
patra, the gypsy queen
i—lMought-''itammered the earl.
You thotiFht:iopl : 4 ion
.intended 4 4le
to be t AM4l . ,. sOi ; Atiarifini
gg THAN 001INTRY IS TEI YO9ll
LANCASTER CITY, PA., TUESDAY MORNING, DECEMBER 24, 1861.
with a still more bitter laugh. s But, my
friend, poison does not always kill, even
when administered by so practised a hand
as yours. I have many antidotes for such
as you gave me on the night of our last
meeting !'
Yon are talking at random, woman,'
said the earl, sternly, recovering, in a
measure, his self-possession. What is it
that you want of me—money"
Not for worlds would I touch your
gold, Edward St. Croix,' exclaimed the
gypsy queen with a haughty gesture; red
as it is with the blood of the - Innocent !
No, I am come to warn you, man, that the
cup of vengeance is nearly full, that the
sword of justice is ready, even now, to de
scend upon your head ! Go! and instead
of fulfilling the wicked purpose that is in
your heart to-night, mount your fleetest
steed, and escape into some far country,
and there by a life of penitence strive to
retrieve the past!'
Are you mad, woman, to address such
language to me ?' exclaimed the earl, an
grily.
g Nay, hear me out,' said the gypsy
queen, 'calmly. To-morrow is to be your
bridal day, is it not--.-that is, to witness
your marriage with the beautiful Lady
Blanche I'
g It is,' replied her companion, a grim
smile of satisfaction flitting aoross his face
at the recollection.
Woe to the dove when it mates with
the hawk !' said the gypsy. 'Edward St.
Croix, was not the earldom sufficient for
thee, that thou must lay thy blood-stained
hands also upon the betrothed of thy mur
dered cousin ?'
St. Croix fairly reeled upon his saddle.
What do you mean 3' he gasped.
c Nay, be calm,' said the woman mock
ingly, as she observed his agitation ; let
not your craven heart fail you now. Dead
men tell no tales ! The moon that beheld
that deed of blood, the river that received
the body of the victim, have no tongue to
accuse you. Yet is there one whose eyes
were upon you, and whose vengeance will
surely overtake you. Go! I warn you to
flee from the wrath that is coming.'
The earl remained some seconds with
his eyes fixed intently upon the spot where
the woman disappeared. The cold sweat
started out in large drops upon his face,
and his limbs shook as if seized with an
ague fit.
c She is no woman,' he muttered to him
self, as he spurred his horse onward, ' but
a very fiend ! But were she twice the
fiend that she is, she should not stand be
tween me and my promised bride !'
He reached Egberton Hall in safety,
and endeavored with large draughts of
wine to drown all recollection of the scene
through which he had just passed But it
was in vain ; those black eyes seemed to
be burning into his very soul, and the tones
of that strange mysterious warning still
sounded in his ears. •
g Pshaw!' he exclaimed, after an inef
fectual effort to banish it from his mind ;
g it is a mere suspicion on her part ; she
can know nothing about it. But let her,
too, beware ; for if she crosses my path
again, I will send her where her babbling
tongue will keep quiet for the future!'
*
Once more Lord Cantrers mansion is
all bustle and activity. The bells ring
forth a merry peal, for it is the bridal day
of the sole daughter of his house, the Lady
Blanche, the Rose of Glen Valley.
A murmur of mingled pity and admira
tion filled the church as the bride entered.
Her face was almost as pale as was the
costly veil, whose ample folds fell nearly
to her feet, and it bore the impress of deep
seated melancholy. She looked more like
a corpse than a bride, and the whole pro—
ceeding resembled far more a funeral than
a bridal. The bridegroom soon entered,
whose haggard countenance indicated that
he had passed a sleepless night. No mur
murs followed his entrance, even 'among
his own retainers, for he bore no resem—
blance to the late earl, his predecessor,
whose affable and engaging manners had
made him a general favorite. His morose,
unsocial disposition and haughty bearing
made him both disliked and feared. As he
took his pltice by the side of Lady Blanche
he looked little like a happy bridegroom ;
his manner was abstracted, and his eye
wore an anxious and restless expression,
and several times he gave a sharp, hurried
glance around the church, as if fearing to
meet some unexpected guest. He grew
calmer, however, when the ceremony com
menced.
When the old rector bade those who
knew cause or just impediment why those
two persons should not be joined together
in holy matrimony to declare it,' it was
considered by those who heard it as a mere
matter of form, and they were startled by
the sound of a deep hollow voice in their
midst, which said :
Hold ! I forbid the marriage.'
The bridegroom turned toward the plane
whence it proceeded. He startled, and grew
pale as his glance fell upon the swarthy
brow and flashing eyes of Cleopatra,
the gypsy queen. Unbashed by his angry
glance, or the many eyes fixed upon her,
she exclaimed boldly :
g I proclaim Edward St. Croix, falsely
called Earl of Egberton, to be a foresworn
lover, a treacherous kinsman, and a mur—
derer, and therefore no fitting mate for the
pure and gentle Lady Blanche Cantref.'
It is false—she is mad !' said the earl,
hoarsely. Let the ceremony proceed.'
Fool !' muttered the woman, you rush
on your own destruction. Walter, Earl of
Egberton,' she added, impressively, turn—
ing toward a man who sat in the back part
of the church, muffled up in a large cloak,
come forward and prove the truth of my
assertion.'
At these words the man arose, and throw
ing back the cloak, revealed a face, which,
though pale and ghastly, bore a strong re
semblance to the young earl's. Then
walking deliberately up the aisle, he ap—
proached the altar, and fixed his eyes
sternly on the countenance of the guilty
man. When St. Croix's eyes fell upon
him, he stood like one transfixed with
horror. Then, throwing his: arms wildly
above his head, as if to protect himself
from his farther approach, he fell heavily
to the fioei,_blood gushing from his mouth
and nostrils.
All but one among that horror-stricken
group supposed. it .to be the spirit of the
unfortifnate
. earl, which had returned to
take vengeance on his marderer and fear
ed to approach him. Bat Lady 13Innohe,
rushing forWaid, threiv herself wildly Urn'
the hosom of her laver; : obiaining oonv.thei
,itighpreor as "'she 'did the n iiiina
-kisses' that. fell upon her ohiekkitia'Ach,
7'= i
inbair wars - ommucon mums' .111W411D47-11IIORANAN.
that it Wes no truirit,:but her •own Walter.,
When they lifted St. Croix from the
place when he had fallen; they' found that
life had departed. It seems that the
wounds given. to the young earl were not,
as his murderers supposed, mortal. " His
plunge into the river, instead of rendering
his death certain, restored him to corisciods
nese,, and when he arose to the surface, he
made a desperate effort to regain the
shore. In this he would not, probably,
have been successful, for he was very weak
f reak th e l ees of wood, had it not been for
the gypsy queen, who was crossing • the
river in a boat with some of her followers.
She picked him up, conveyed him to her
tent, and with the most devoted and tender
care nursed him through the long and
dangerous illness that followed.
The earl, on his recovery, became aware
of his cousin's usurpation of his estates and
title, also of his betrothal to the Lady
Blanche ; but retaining a grateful sense of
his indebtedness to the heroic woman to
whom he owed his life, and who, in spite
of all, still cherished a strong affection for
his treacherous cousin, he allowed her to
warn him, hoping that it would induce him
to flee the country, delaying for that pur—
pose his appearance until the very last
moment.
There was another bridal day appointed,
at whiCh there were happy and smiling
faces ; the Lady Blanohe, the beautiful
Rose of Glen Valley, gave her hand to
Walter, Earl of Egberton, at the altar of
the ivy-clad church of Stoke-Crantref.
Both the earl and countess tried to
induce Cleopatra, the gypsy queen, to
settle down in the neat, pleasant cottage
the earl had given her. But they could
not prevail upon her to give up her roving
life, to which she was strongly attached.
She made it a rule, however, to visit Eg—
berton Hall once a year, and the earl gave
strict injunctions to all of his tenants that
neither she nor her followers should ever
be molested.
Many years have elapsed since the
events have recorded ; but in remembrance
of the services rendered by the gypsy
queen, any member of that wandering tribe
who visits the neighborhood has always a
hospitable reception from the descendants
of the Rose of Glen Valley.
HEAT OF THE EARTH'S INTERIOR.—The
rate of increase of heat in the earth, as its
interior is penetrated,is equal to one degree
of Fahrenheit for every forty-five feet of
descent. Looking to the result of such a
rate of increase, it is easy to see that at
seven thousand two hundred and nineteen
feet from the surface the heat will reach
two hundred and twelve degrees, the
boiling point of water. At twenty thou
sand five hundred feet it will melt lead ;
at seven miles it will maintain a glowing
red heat ; at twenty-one miles it will melt
gold ; at seventy-four miles will melt cast
iron ; and at one hundred miles from the
surface all will be fluid as water—a mass
of seething and boiling rock in a perpetual
molten state, destined perhaps never to be
cooled or crystalized. The heat thus in
dicated will exceed any with which man is
acquainted ; it will exceed the heat of the
electric spark, or the effect of a continued
voltaic 'current. The heat which melts
platina as if it were wax is ice to it. There
would be no means of measuring its inten
sity, even could the eye observe its effect.
It is the region of perpetual fire.
A PERTINENT QUESTION.—Some fifteen
years ago upon a Christmas, a few fast boys
hired horses from a livery stable in the
town of G., and determined to have a good
time generally. One of the horses never
recovered from the effects of the drive,
and the livery man sued the rider for the
value of him. The lawyer of the plaintiff
was an ex-Judge. He was a good lawyer,
but fond of his toddy. He was trying to
prove by one of the witnesses that all
hands were drunk, and commenced by
asking him :
Where did you stop first after leaving
the livery stable ?'
At Mike N—'s.'
Did "yon take a horn there V asked the
Judge.
c tee.'
Where did you stop next V
c At the -- Gardens.'
c Did you take a hoin there
c Yes.'
c Where did you stop next
c At the Four mile House.'
c Did you take a horn there ?'
. By this time the witness began to smell
a rat.
Horn !' said he; 6 I want to know what
the h-1 a horn has to do with the case
I suppose because you are a drinking kind
of a fellow yourself, you think everybody
else is drunk.'
You ought to have heard tho explosion
that shook the court room. The ex-Judge
did not ask the witness any more questions.
SIMPLE PRESCRIPTIONS.-A lad swal
lowed a small lead bullet lately. His
friends were very much alarmed about it,
and his father, that no means might be
spared to save his darling boy's life, sent
post-haste to a surgeon of skill; directing
his messenger to tell him the circumstan
ces, and urge his, coming without delay.
The doctor was found, heard the dismal
tale, and with as much unconcern as he
would manifest in a case of common head
ache, wrote the following laconic note :--
g Sir—Don't alarm yourself. If after
three weeks the bullet is not removed, give
the boy a charge of powder. Yours, &c.
P. S.—Don't shoot the boy at anybody.'
This is much akin to the laconic pre
scription of the celebrated Dr. Abernethy :
An Irishman called in great haste upon
the Dr. stating that—' Be jabers, me boy
Tim has swelled a mouse !'
Then be jabera; said Abernethy, ' tel
your boy Tim to swallow a oat.'
TEE BITER BIT.--A poor fellow, who
had spent'hundreds ofdollars at a certain
groggeiy, being one day faint and feeble,
and out of change, asked the landlord to
trust him to a glass of liquor. No,' was
the reply, I _ never, make s practice of
doing such things.' The poor fellow turn
ed to a gentleman who was sitting-by, and
whom he had known in better day's, saying :
g Sir, will yOrt lend me a s*penco r
waslhe reply, 'The Landlord With
alacrity placed the ,decanter , and glass
him.beforeHe took a_pretty good horn,
and having iwallowert - it and. replaced
,the
. glass with evident aathifietion, fie turned
to the man who bad lent hid the sixpence,
and said, Here, 'sit, ie the 'siiipercie,l owe
YOUL;L:I, make it a point; dit;tride4 ia‘ . l. am,
alwaysCo' money before , .1
itirta y. grog Jizzzcd
Matrimonial Infelicities.
BY BARRY GRAY
Now, my dear, ' I said to the estimable
lady who preside; for the first time in
several months, at the coffee-urn end of the
breakfast-table, 4 allot , me to mention an
improvement in the manner of preparing a
cup Of coffee,
which I discovered by experi
ments made during your absence. Not but
that your way is very good, my love, bat I
think mine is better.
Oh, of course !' said my wife, shaking
back the ribbons of her morning cap, in an
unnecessarily defiant manner ; " of course,'
she repeated, I have no objections to
learning how to prepare a cup of coffee,
notwithstanding I have made it in accord
ance with the recipe, my dear mother gave
me fifteen years ago, ever since we have
been married, and never until to-day heard
you complain of it.'
But I don'tcomplain of it,' I answered ;
' I simply asked you to allow me to tell you
how I-made it during your absence. I don't
even ask you to adopt my mode. Will you
hear me
Well, I suppose I must,' she replied ;
but don't flatter yourself that I shall feel
under any obligation to discard-my present
way of making it. My fatherlalways said
he never wished better coffee than that my
mother prepared—he was very particular in
regard to his coffee- -and I make it exactly
as she did. But let me hear your mode.'
' Well, in the first place,' I said, after
the coffee is nicely roasted, I soak over night
as much as I wish to use for my breakfast
—say half a pound for two cups—in as
much brandy as will cover it.'
Good. gracious !' exclaimed my wife.
' Don't interrupt me, if you please,' I
said. Then, in the morning I pound it in
a mahogany mortar, which I bought ex
pressly for the purpose, and only use for
my coffee, till each berry is finely mashed,
and the entire mass has become paste-like
in its character.'
' Allow me to ask,' said my wife, ' how
long it is necessary to pound it before its
paste-like character is attained
Well, from twenty to thirty minutes,' I
replied.
My wife cast up her hands in astonish
ment.
It it prove too dry,' I continued, add
more brandy.'
Wouldn't whiskey answer ?' asked my
wife, in a sarcastic tone of voice.
Perhaps it would,' I replied. I have
occasionally thrown a few lumps of loaf
sugar into the mortar, which has the effect
of clarifying the coffee. Then I place the
pounded mass into an earthen coffee-pot,
and pour upon it a oupfull of boiling water.
After it has stood where it would steep for
about ten minutes, I add the balance of
water necessary, and in five minutes there
after it is ready for the table.'
Really,' my wife exclaimed, as I con
cluded my account, 'it may be a very excel
lent mode, but it certainly is expensive, to
say nothing of the time consumed in making
it. Any day, however, that you may like
to make it in that way yourself, I will not
object ; but for my p trt, I think the usual
mode is the better.'
Let me tell you, my dear, that coffee
made in this way is very healthy. The
cook says that she and the strange babe
have grown fat on it.'
- Indeed !' ejaculated my wife ; and that
reminds me that I have seen the babe, and
don't wonder that the cook took such a
liking to it. It is a very pretty child, and,
do you knoW, 1 think I can tell whose it
is.'
No !' I answered, half trembling lest
my good name should in some unaccounta
ble manner become involved in the matter.
Why, the moment I looked at it, I re
cognized the resemblance it bore to the
poor woman who used to help Katy in the
washings, and whose husband, you know,
belongs to the Sixty-Ninth Regiment.
Indeed, the 000 k said she knew it was her's,
and added that the mother comes here to
see it nearly every day. Old Sallie says,
morever, she suspected it from the first and
when the poor woman came to the house a
few days after the child was left here, and
observed the little one lying so comfortably
in its cradle, she fairly wept for joy, and
acknowledged that she was its mother. The
little babe's father, she said, was away to
the wars, and he hadn't sent her a single
cent since he left her, and she was obliged
to go out to day's work to enable her to
get money enough to live on; and if she
kept the baby with her she couldn't do it,
so she said, sobbing, '•I thought that as the
missile here was away from home, and I
knew you,' meaning the cook, was kind
hearted body, that ye'd keep the little one
till I could get means to take care of it
meself , and 'tis I, Biddy McGuire, that
will ask the Holy Vargin, who knows what
it is to be a mother, to bless ye and always
keep the pots a bilin' when ye've got a nice
dinner to get for the gentleman above
stairs.'
lam very glad,' I said, to learn the
truth of the matter. To be frank, my dear,
it has annoyed me not a little, for one's
neighbors are so censorious and given to
gossip, that I couldn't tell what they might
say about it. It will be better, however, for
the mother to take the child home with her
than to leavd her here any longer. If she
needs assistance, why you can help her, and
I have no doubt her husband will send her
money before long.'
Very well,' my wife answered ; if she
comes here to-day, I will see in regard to
it.'
Do so,' I replied; g and now if you will
give me another cup of coffee, I will thank
you. While I don't wish to disparage my
own coffee, I will say this for yours, that I
have never drank any, made in this manner,
which I like better.'
I am glad you are pleased with it,' she
replied ;
but I could make much superior
coffee if had a new urn. You half-prom
ised me once to take me down to Burling
Slip, to your old friend, Mr. gad's, where
I could seleOt one of his make.'
'Very well,' I said ; you may go there
any time you like, and I dare say you will
find one there that will please even your
'fastidious taste'
It would be so nice,' my wife remarked,
to have an entire silver-plated-service on
our table at Thanksgiving-time, which, you
r know, will be here in a few days.'
It would; indeed, my. dear, be very nice,
you say,' I mPlied ; but _I really don't
see how .I can afford it. The times are so
hard now, and I am making iso little money,
thifire must live very economically till the
prospects are fairer' - - .
Certainly' `my wife: fri M
iileady to edOnomizein any 'tray You may aug
r eat, if byPiiii s doing; I can get Rut ofaiWer.
_
For instance, 1 might gin drinkukg tea
and you coffee. Your - Way of makingit costs
about twenty-fin cents a tap, and if our
entire household should drink their usual
proportion of it, it would come to about one
dollar a day, which would amount, in the
course of the year, to. three hundred .and
sixty-five dollars. Quite an item,_yon will
allow, in the yearly expeimes, and which, if
saved; would enable us to purchase some
very handsome solid silver table articles
but for my pirt, I would be Contented with
a heavily -plated service: •.
Bat, if we must give up coffee and tea
to obtain them, what would be the use of
having them at all. If you don't intend to
use your coffee-urn or teapot, I see no
reason for getting them.
Oh !' exclaimed my wife, evidently over
whelmed ; but-'—but—'
I don't see it,' I said.
Well, if we had company, you know,'
she continued, after a pause, why then it
would be necessary to have both tea and
coffee. And, perhaps, we might give up
some other luxury.'
New bonnets, for instance,' I suggest
ed.
c Well, no, I couldn't very well do with
out a bonnet, she said; but there are
other articles which we might do without.'
c What ?' I asked.
c Cigars, wine, and costly dinners.'
c Certainly,' I replied ; c anything else 3'
c Let me think a moment,' she said ;
''Oh ! you talk about getting a new over
coat ; don't you think your old one will
answer if it has new buttons and is care
fully repaired?'
c Why, of course it will,' 1 replied ;
c what a suggestive mind you. possess. Now
is there nothing else 1'
'No!' said my wife thoughtfully, think
that is all that will be necessary ; but if
more be required, I will give up my usual
boa of gloves on Christmas, and only buy
a pair at a time as I may want them.'
c Very well,' I said ; I see nothing in
the way, then, to prevent you from getting
the silver as soon as you can lay by suffi
cient money to purchase it with. And
now, I must be off to business. Good-bye,
my dear.'
And kissing my wife on both cheeks, I
hastily departed, leaving her slightly as
tonished, and wondering when she should
be able to make her little investment in
silverware.
A LOAFER'S SOLILOQITY.- 4 I wish I
knew where to get a cent, I do. Blast if
I don't go to Kamtsohatka to dig gold.—
Money's scarcer than wit; can't live by
either—at least I can't. Sold the last old
shirt, pawned my boots for three cents, and
went home as rich as a lord.
Told my landlady I had a hundred
thousand dollars, ata wanted the best room
in the house. Insulted me by saying the
attic was much too good for me.
I'm an injured individual. Society
persecutes me. I don't do society any
harm as I know on ; I don't rob widder's
houses. I don't know widders. I don't
put the bottle to my neighbor's lips.
ain't got no neighbors ; and the fact is I
don't own any bottle. Couldn' fill 'em if
I did.
an innocent man. Nobody can
look me in the face and say I ever hurt 'em
—nobody ; and yet I haven't got a roof to
lay my head into. My old landlady rated
me—why ? I couldn't pay and I left.—
Cause why 1 ain't it better to dwell on
the corner of the housetop than with a
brawling woman in a wide house 1
Bat I ain't got a house.top ; and if I
had, a corner wouldn't be safe, waiald it
71 4 I'm a desp'rate man I'd go trwort if
it wasn't for my excessive benevolence.—
I'm afraid of taking the bread out of
somebody's mouth. Besides, wisdom is
the principal ingredient ; don't' the book
say so What's money to wisdom 1 Ain't
I a studying character ? If a man kicks
me because can't pay for my licker,
ain't I getting understanding ? Ain't it
a lesson to human natur 1 Pm told the
world owes me a living. When is it going
to pay, I wonder l I'm tired of waiting.'
"LOVE 18 LIRE A DIZZINEBB."—Sir
Walter Scott, in one of his songs, gives the
following rather pathetic description of his
feelings' once, when in love. The old gen
tleman must have had rather a serious time
of it, and we hope his sad fate will be a
warning to all injudicious young men,
whose hearts are not steel-cased against
the darts of Cupid. We never had any ex
perience in that line, but should judge,
from the effects upon some of onr acquaint
ances, that it must be 4 ( awful." Just read
what Sir Walter says, and take warning,
young men :
"I tried to sing, I tried to pray,
I tried to drown't wi' drinkin' on't,
I tried wi' toil to drive away,
But ne'er can sleep for thinkin' on't.
" Oh, love ! love ! ladle,
Love's like a dizziness,
It wanna let a puir body.
Gang about his business. , '
ROMPING.—Don't be afraid of a little
romping on the part cf your girls, and
never punish them for indulging in it, but
thank heaven, who has endowed them so
largely with animal spirits. These must
have vent in some way, and better the
glow which a little romping imparts to
the cheeks, than a distorted spine or a
pallid brow. Health is one of the greatest
of blessings, and only a good share of
physical exemise can secure this to chil
dren. Let them romp, then, even if they
do make some noise, and tear their dresses
occasionally, and lead you to cry out, Oh,
dear ! what shall I do !' Yes ! let them
romp. Sober times will come by and by..
Life brings its cares soon enough to all;
and let the children be happy while they
are young. God made therm to be happy,
and why should parents thwart his plans I
We do do not believe in a dull childhood,
but in cheerfulness in age.
AN EPIDEMIC.—An exchange says that
in its vicinity the matrimonial fever is
raging as an epidemic. If the disease
should break out here, there are many fair
ones who would fall victims; Indeed, a
pert young piece of calico intimates that it
is an ebipemic sadly needed in this region.
We think so fa) ; and we know of some
young men whose morals and shirt buttons
would be vastly improved by an attack.
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