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From the Delaware Journal.]
I Never am Sad ! .
I never am sad—at the early dawn
?try spirit is up with the lark away,
Sad it stretches its tirless pinions on
To bathe in the light of an endless day.
,;::• I? Ffiirit that opens the folded flowers,
`: dances along with the laughing hours,
thngeth the incense of morn around
drinks up the dew. from the fragrant ground
:it sheds a rich balm o'er earth and thro'
illeth creation every-where—
:, • near mo—l float on its silvery wings,
' away ! amid visioned things :
are round me—they bid me be glad,
I• • I a,cer am sad—l never am sad. -
never am sad—when the noon-day sun
Rolls thro' the firmament torrid and bare
plthe insects awake with their dreary hum
And floa( like a pest in the still deep air :
nen I can scarcely hear the waters trill,
:d shadoWs lie sleeping on: Valley and hill
aen the spirit that watches the gathering cloud
.cd laughs as he wrenthes its misty shroud
Inat mites away in t t lie tempests roar [o'er,
hen. the thunder is trampling the mountains
,ads forth its train—on the rattling blast,
:an hear him rushing free and fast;
:lough I bow with fear—yet my heart is glad
I never am sad—l never am sad.
I never am• sad—at the starlight hour
That follows the lapse of a golden day,
When unseen beings exert their power
And call in my wandering tho'ts to pray :
all but the voices of nidlif are
,nd the wind scarce sighs o'er the loliely hill ;.
— hen the skit of slumber descends on all
ice the furies that Trip through the elfin hall ;
;na beauty that whirled in the, mazy dance
dreaming of young romance—
Los spirits glide by as I bend my knee,
ai they whisper their soothing words to me—
l'hey bid me rejoice, and their tones are glad,
2! linever am sad—l never am sad.
D.E.L.
tFrom the Aniterican Ensign.]
The 'Yoh lice Boy.
Look at yon little bright ev'd lad,
How manly is his tread !
There is an independent air
:± , .tarnped an his youthful head—
A soMething, that would seem to say,
And bid us mark with joy,
4nd generous pride—this little lad
is a brave Yankee boy.
N.:, thought of bitter poverty
' Hath bowed his head with shame,
No round •of ignominious toil,
Cliath bent his slender frame
To him the future's full of hope,
,The Present full of joy—
'fill:. is the noble privilege
• Of every Yankee boy.
What father does not feel the glow
Of patriotic pride,
To know the "future sovereign" stands
Thus helpless at his sidel
Vhat mother does not feel the thrill
Of gratitude and joy,
To call the darling of her heart,l
Her noble Yankee boy I
Throughout this consecrated land ;
With heart and hope elate, .
They're rising up—they're rising up,
The "pillars of the state ;''
knil many a lonely heart shall leap,
With mingled pride and joy,
think the noble man was once
A. humble Yankee boy.
All hail, then to the infant greups,,
T‘nt round our firesides cling,
To bleas us vlth their smiles of love,
And thoughts of gladness bring;
Thoughts that may cheir our weary hours,
With flreoniS of noble joy ;
or rnani a patriot is,
A lark trinkee boy.
Twilight.
TITMAILT ANN H. DOM),
The sunset hues are fading fast,
From the far western sky away,*
And floating clouds which gather round
Have vanished with tlrir colors gay;
one streak that lingers these,
Laing still a rosy hue,
A the verge, but pale above,
blending with celestial blue.
ir, one bright and quiet star,
;s out its steady light above,
le hushed and resting earth,
watching like the eye of love.
ngling tones of voices gone,
meathing round us sweet and low,
a are beaming once again,
smiled upon us long ago,
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Job Cole.
Poverty and Power—Money and Marriage.
BY ALFRED CROWQUIL,L.
In a naarow and thickly populated
alley, just without the walls al old Lon
don, there was, and perhaps still exists,
a coal she—a dark, gaping, ding./ re
cess, well filled with coals, and in one
corner a pile of firewood, technically
termed .4 penny bundle "—a fringe of
ropes of onions, suspended from. the
once whitewashed ceiling, and a while
barrel of Yarmouth bloaters at the door.
A back room dimly seen in the distance,
served as a parlor, and kitchen, and all"
to the owner of the establishment, con
sisting of Job Cole, his wife, and two
daughters, of the respective ages of
twelve and ten. The upper part of the
three-storied house. with the exception
of the attics, was let out to lodgers at
week rental varying Irom live shillings
to half a crown.
One morning, in the month of —,
Job Cole was busily employed in mea
suring a bushel of real Wallseed,scien
tuically heaping the nrsure to a per
fect cone, when a genteel man walked
into the sy, and asked if " Mr. Cole
was within'?".
"If it's Job Cole you want, I'm the
man," replied the retailer of fuel.
Can 1 have a few words with you
in private ?" demanded his visitor.
•• Why, I don't see no,objections to
that," replied Job, •• if so as you'll wait
till I've carried these ere coals. First
come, should be first •served, all the
world over, you know ; at least it's
al'ays been toy maximum. Shan't be
long. Here, Fanny, you slut, come
take care of the shop, while I run over
to Mother Smithers," brawled lie ; and
down came a girl twelve years of age,
upon seeing the stranger, sidled up to
the herring cask, and began playing
with the savory fish, glancing now and
then at the gentleman with a look be
tween shyness and fear, who on his
part, endeavored to enter into conver
sation with the child, but he could ex
tract nothing more than a timid „ yes,
sir," or "no sir."
Her father, however, soon relieved
guard, and throwing down the. empty
sack, cried—.. l'hat's the ticket ! ,And
now; sir, what's your business ?"
A. very agreeable business, I hope,
as far as you are concerned, NI r. Cole,"
replied the stranger. .‘ But before I
communicate the object of my. visit; it
is necessary that I should ask you a few•
questions."
" Ask one no questions and I'll telt
you rio lies, as the saying is," replied
Job. "! But, howsomever, go it ! You'll
excuse me ;—but the..faCt is, I care for
nobody, and nobody cares for rne. I
fear no duns, not I. Cause • why ?—I
owe nothing to noboilY."
" I've heard a very good character of
you in the neighborhood," 'replied the
gentleman.
" Don't doubt it," replied Job, with
some confidence ;—"I should like to
see that man, woman, or child, that
could say black's the white of my eye,
that's all. Pay every body—wish 1
could say everybody paid me."
After a little further parley, the gen
tleman induced Job to invite him to a
conference in the little back room.
" Your name is Job Cole, I be
lieve?"
You've hit it—right as a trivet,"
replied Job.
•• Your father's name was ?"
.‘ Job, too."
Have you, or had you, any rela
tions ?"
“Why let me see—yes. There's
uncle John, but I never sat eyes on
him. He went to• Ingeys when a
youngster—some thirty years ago—
yes, thereabouts. But, if it's the rela
tions you want, I can settle your busi
ness in a jiffy. Here, Fanny, bring
me the Bible, you jade.”
The Bible was brought, and on the
fly leaf were writterl 4 , the names and
date of birth of Job Cole, and Sarah
Cummins, his wife, and 'us six chil
dren, the issue of his marriage.
" And where are all these brothers
and sisters ?" demanded the stranger.
" Dead ! dead as herrings—gone to
kingdom come a precious time ago. Pm
the only child they reared ; and between
You and me, atfd the post, I don't think
I'm to be sneezed at."
The gentleman smiled and bowed in
acquiescence to the proposition.
"I'm perfectly satisfied," continued
he, .. of your identity . and I have the
pleasure to inform you that, by the
death of your unc) John, you are the
fortunateheir7a considerable proper
ty." C
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PART I
!Regardless of Denunciation front any Quarter.—Gov. POUTER
You don't say so ?" exclaimed Job.
" Gazzooks ! but stop a minute !"
and rushing to a door which opened on
the stairs, he bawled out, " Mother
Cole—l say, mother Cole ! My eyes !
but if this aint just like a prize in the
lottery. Better born lucky than rich.
You'll take a drop of something though ?
—What's your liquor ?"
At this moment, Mrs. Cole, who was
busy washing, entered the room, her
face flushed with:the heat and exertion.
and adorned with a broad-bordered cap
of the true London smoke, tone and
color.
What the deuce is the matter ?"
said she, as she wiped her smoked and
naked arms upon her blue apron.
Matter enough," replied Job, with
exultation. "Sal, you baggage, this
ere gentleman - says that uncle John. as
is in Ingey, has kicked the bucket, and
eft us lots o' tin."
Gracious goodness me !" exclaimed
Mrs. Cole, flopping down in a chair.
to-be-sure, I said somethin ,
would happen. I see a stranger in the
bars last night, and a puss popped out
on the hearth. Pray, sir, bow much
may it be now ?"
" Really' ma'am, I am not empower
ed to say, hut it is a large sum—a very
large sum, I know."
My goodness.!" said Mrs. Cole,
relapsing a moment into silence, and
then rising, cried, " Where's the gals'
Dear toe ! its turned me quite topsy
turvy. Job do call the gals."
Job obeyed, and Fanny, who had
before made her appearance, entered,
followed by Dolly, a younger sister,
about ten years of age.
" Come here and kiss me, dears. do,"
said Mrs. Cole. " Poor things ! There,
go to• your father, we are ladies and
gentlemen (?}"now, and no mistake.—
Fanny, go wash your sister's face and
hands, and dress xourself—d've hear ?"
The children delighted, quitted the
parlor to execute her commands and en
joy a holiday.
" Excuse me, sir." Elia Job, '' but
if I may be so hold, when shall we
touch the ready, and know all about
it ?"
Here is the card of my employers.
Messrs. Smith. Robinson and Jones, of
Lincoln's Inn Fields, who will be glad
to see you at twelve .o'clock to-morrow,
if that will suit your convenience. when
they will give. you every intOrmation.
and put you in possession of the funds.
They also authorize me to say, that if
you should require any money, that I
was to advance it."
That's handsome, at any rate," re
plied Job ; "never refuse ready money."
Spose you trip a tive.pun mite."
Anything you please," said the
obligincr b gentleman ; and taking out his
pocketbook, took a note of the amount
required from a bundle of the same
flimsy valuables.
What a heap you've got there'."
remarked Job, surprised. I say ex
cuse me, but will you let me have a
peep at your trotters ?"
The gentleman extended his legs,
and the superstitious Job, having as
sured himself that his visitor had realty
no hoof or tail, received the advance.—
, And then they all laughed heartily and
Job and Mrs. Cole• both pressed the
bearer of the happy tidings to partake
1 1 of their. hospitality, but he politely de
clined: promising to avail ! himself of
their invitatieu when the business was
finally settled.
PART II
At least half an hour before the ap
pointed time, Job and his wife were
reconnoitering at Lincoln's Fields, to
disc Over the offices of Messrs. Smith,
Robinson and Jones. They both ap
peered in their Sunday clothes, with
some alterations and additions. Job's
short, black, scrubby crop of hair be
ing surmounted with a new beaver, ra
ther rough, from the admixture of rab
bit down, and encircled by a broad rib
band and steel buckle ; his rudy, clean
washed face, set off to advantage by a
canary colored Belcher handkerchief,
his shirt collar in the absence of-starch,
falling-a la Byron : a lame red vest,
with black smalls, and grey worsted
stockings, no gloves, but grasping an
old brown cotton umbrella in 1115 right
hand,-for the protection of Mrs. Cole's
new bonnet, " purvided it'should rain,"
as she said ; and, as she had expended
the "matter of thirty shillings," on that
article, she telt very anxious-about its
safety ; and a very smart article it was,
too, being of a mongrel fashion, between
White-chapel and West End, display.
ing good materials of a great variety of
colors. A shawl, too, a real " eight
quarter " shawl, depended from her
broad shoulders, one point whereof
touched her heels, and quite eclipsed
the beautiful pattern of her smart ging-
ham gown, with which it did not har
monize either in color or texture, but
the poor soul was happy in her ignor-
ance of true taste, although very con
siderably .‘ flustered."
After referring twenty times to the
well thumbed card, and reading down
the lists of names at almost every door,
they discovered the object of their
search.
" Caught him at last, neat as a nine
pence !" exclaimed Job. " Come along.
old woman rand, entering the p l kssage,
he knocked at the door—a single, timid
knock. No answer. He- knocked
again—a good hard knock, and forget
trig in his excitement the object of his
visit, actually cried out, " Coals !"
"Oh !" cried Mrs. Cole, checking
him—" don't be a fool:—don't."
The door opened.
" Right as a trivet!" said he.
" What's your business'." demand
ed the clerk.
Business?—oh! it,'' giving
the, rumpled card. " Don't he afraid
on it, young chap. It's rather sited;
to be sure ; but it's all right. We're
come about a matter of money."
" Are you Mr. Cole ?"
"Job Cole, at your service."
"Oh !" cried the young man,
coming suddenly flexible, " do one the
favor to walk in. sir. ;ever mind your
shoes. ma'am !" continued he. ad-
drdssing Mrs. Cole, who was rubbing
her thick soles upon the mat at the
door
They entered the Clerk's office, and
never were clients more ceremoniously
received ; one handed chairs, and an
other the " paper," while a third en
tered the door on which private was
painted in large letters. And they had
scarcely seated thernselves before out
popped their visitor of yesterday, smil
ing and extending his hand.
' Our Mr. Robinson will be disen
gaged in a few moments, and will he;
happy to see von, Mr. Cole. Good
morning rrindasnl" turning to Mrs.
Cole, who shook her homiet and lea
thersathim.and said, " How d' ye do ?"
The clerks were :111 pretending to be
busy at their desks; but were. in fact,
scraping away with their nibless pens,
and glancing their curious eyes at the
fortunate couple.
Their acqu:.intance kept them in
conversation until t.tuntrinned by abell.
Now, if you please," said he, a-d
opening the door, introduced them to
the presenc'e of Mr. Robinson—a gen
tleman of the " old school," with -pow
dered hair, and golll spectacles, whose
btand and easy manners soon made them
feel perfectls at home.
Having requested their attention with
a little preliminary congratulation upon
their good fortune, he proceeded'to
read the last will and testament,of
" Uncle John," and, folding it up. con
tinued, " You understand the intent and
meaning of this instrument'." inquired
Mr. Robinson.
" Not a jot, by the living Jingo!"—
cried honest Job. It's all ti-tum-ti
and gibberish to to me. Pray. sir,
can't you give it to us in plain Eng
lish ?'J
Mr. Robinson smiled.
"Well, then. Mr. ('ole, in plain En
glish, this will bequeaths vop the sum
of one hundred thousand pounds, which
at present produce about live thousand
pounds Clycar, or nearly a hundred
pounds per wpek."
•• The devil it does !" exclaimed Job
" and what are we to do with it, I
should like to know,"
• Whatever.you please," replied Mr.
Robinson : " It is left entirely at your
disposal."
" My goodness 1" exclaimed- Mrs.
Cole, well, it is better to be born lucky
than rich."
•• Hold Your fool's tongue, do ;" in
terrupted Job. " I say, sir, have you
the stuff here, or where is the bibs ?"
" The money is invested in Fives in
the Bank of 'England," replied Mr.
Robinson, " where I should advise you
to keep it.
•• But, I say," remarked Job. "do
you think it t safel--I've heard of banks
breaking, yOu know."
"It i perfectly safe, depend en
said Mr. Robinson. smiling. " The
half yearly dividend is due next month,
and my clerk will go with you, if you
please, to receive It."
"Thank'ee thank'ee !",replied .Tob ;
"1 shall feel obleetred if you'll just put
us in the way like, for I don't exactly
understand these matters. I s'pose, old
woman, we must sell the sticks and cut
the old shop ? Perhaps, sir, it may be
in your way to sell it; it has a good
name, and the returns are not to be
sneezed at ; kept we and minelor a
good many 'years."
I dare say we shall be able to dis
pose of the concern," said Mr, Robin
son, smiling at the importance he at
tached to the shop ;at the same time
he naturally inferred that the honest
retailer of coals entertained a very in
accurate idea of the fortune which had
unexpectedly devolved to him. If
You will allow me, I will seek for a
suitable house for you ; in fact, you
will always find me ready to assist and
advise you, and protect your interests."
We're much obleeged to you, sir,
I'm sure ; aiut we, Job !" said Mrs.
Cole.
"Werry," replied Job, lost in thought
fora moment. I tell you - what it is,
rather daized with this luck, and
don't hardly know which way to turn.
Now I should n't like to make an ass
of myself, you know ; nor exactly let
our neighbors think as we was proud ;
so we'll consider on it. Meanwhile I
should like a trifle for a shindy. There's
Inv old chum, Tom simpson, the gro
cer. hers of a family, and I know he
wants a new ,front, cause he•talked to
me about it. I spore a matter of twen
ty pounds or so would set things to
rights in that quarter. Do you thinki
may a o so far as that?"
Certainly," replied Mr. Robinson;
that is a mere trifle ; and although
you will, of course, move in different
society from what you have been ac
custonictl to, I think it will redound
~r e'htly to your honor to remember
;ho s e iriends you have tried, and from
whom you have l een :.eCt:S;(3:11(:11 to
rent ice friendly offices. ‘ - ';uppose I
advance you a .hundred pounds now.
and I will see you aFain to-morrow or
the following day."
•• I should be afeared to have so much
in the house, indeed I should, sir I"
!'said Mrs. ('ole. "Thirty will be enough
and to spare."
•• Lots!" said Job.
PART 111
Mr. and Mrs. Cole sat up nearly the
whole night talking over this I rreat for
tune, and forming a thousand different
projects forihe tortune ; and after put
ting the amount upon paper, and puz
zling over the sum for a considerable
time, they at last began to have a glim
mering of the extent and value of their
”o.gessions.
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They were both illiterate, but very
good natured and right-minded people ;
and Job, in the fullness of his heart,
resolved to give away the remainder of
his stock to the poor families who re
gularly dealt with him. and the next
morning his shop was swarmed, and he
was so nappy.
By the evening, the shed was entire
ly cleared, and he sent to the Blue An
chor, and borrowed chairs and tables,
and ordered a hot supper. with oceans
of drink, for all the friends and their
families in the neighborhood, amounting
to about thirty persons in all. It was
in truth, a merry meeting, and the con
viviality was kept up until a late hour.
His chum, Tom Simpson, was elo
quent and grateful, for Job had dropped
in on the morning to invite.hini. and
told him that he bad had a bit of good
luck in the way of a legacy ; and then
touched upon the coveted new front to
his premises.
" I'll stand a trifle towards it. Here,
catch hold, Tom !" said he, putting a
twenty pound note in his hand. " and
dan't forget to come at eight ; and
away he ran, leaving the astonished
grocer in ecstasies at his unostentatious
The next day the empty shed was
opened as usual ; and at eleven o'cloCk,
.1 , 1) and his spouse repaired again - to
Lincoln's Inn Fields. Fortunately,
they had fallen into excellent hands, Tor
the firm was highly respectable, and
the Mr. Robinson they had seen was a
gentleman, and a man of property, and
felt a great interest in the honest lega
tee. He took a house for them, and
furnished it, and at once proposed that
the two girls should be forthwith sent
to a first-rate hoarding school.
In respect to the father and mother
there existed a greater difficulty, for, as
Job quaintly observed, •'.lt was a
dill cult thing to teach an old (log new
tricks."
Mr. Robinson. however, recommend.
ed a young gentleman of polished man
ners, but blessed with no fortune, who
was to fill the situation of tutor, stew
ard, secretary and companion to Job :
and also provided Mrs. Cole with a
companion and housekeeper l'arn
her manners," as Job said, laughing.
They both, however, had sense
enough to see the propriety of this ar
rangement, and in six months had cer
tainly made considerable advance, espe
cially digs. Cole, for women of all
grades are naturally more genteel than
OW Filo Clo caocoattort C 3 oast)
the male part of the creation ; as fcir
Job, he could 'not, for the life of him.
give up his accustomed pipe, and his
pint of porter in the veritable pewter,
before he retired for the night ; and this ,
was the only luxury of his former days
that he could not be prevailed upon to
abandon. The girls rapidly improved,
and Job himself declared that he was
convinced that education was a fine
thing after all.
They could not, however, expend
one half their income ; the luxuries of
the richly born they could neither un
derstand nor appreciate; but they gave
away a vast sum in charity, - although
Job would not allow his name to be
" stuck " in the papers.
Mr: Robinson, who was a real friend,
invited them frequently to his table in
a family way, until, finding they were
presentable, he gradually introduced
them and their children into society ;
and, as there was neither pride on Job's
part, nor a vulgar assumption on his
wife's, they were everywhere well re
ceived, and gave in return such pleasant
parties, under the direction of Mr.
Frederick, the tutor, who' was every
way fitted by birth and taste to do the
honors in an admirable manner, that
their numerous acquaintances eagerly
accepted the invitations, especially after
the first party, when many went out of
mere curiosity, but returned home with
expressions of delight and amazement
at the display. Job had discrimination
enough to discover that it v. as not his
money alone that made these parties
pass so pleasantly, l,at that it was the
skilful management of his tutor.
On Ins first engagement he had paid
!inn two hundred pounds per annum;
but hearing that he had a•widowed mo
ther and two sisters, whom he support
ed, lie generously added another hun
dred, and gave a hint to Mrs. Cole to
make them presents now and then, out
of the superfluities. which the kind soul
most readily complied with. ,
IN hen Fanny, his eldest daughter,.
had attained her eighteenth year he
took her from school, by the advice of
Mr. Robinson, and engaged an accom
plished woman to finish her education.
• She was a quick, sprightly girl, and
very pretty, and had already acquired
-a tone and manner which surprised and
gratified her excellent parents.
. About a month after her return home.
Job addressing his tutor, said. "Mr.
Lawson, Mrs. Cole and me have been
thinking—"
Mrs.'Ccle and I have been think
ing, if you please, sir," interrupted Mr.
Lawson.
Well, never mind grammar, and all
that just now," continued Job, " for I
am speaking natural. We've been
thinking it's rather awkward, since
Fanny has come home, to have a
young gentleman always fluttering about
her."
Mr. Frederick Lawson blushed and
trembled ; he evidently saw the issue ;
he bowed and was silent.
Now tell me, don't you think -a
likely young fellow like you is danger
ous human, nature you know. You
and me have always been friends, and
1 owe you a great deal, so speak your
mind."
lam sorry to confess, sir, that I
think you are perfectly right in your
views," replied Mr. Lawson.
" Cool," said Job ; " then you don't
fret much about leaving."
Indeed, sir, vou wrong me—"
And, perhaps, you don't think the
girl worth looking at, and there's no
danger." .
Sir, I do dunk she is a very charm
ing young lady ; but I have never re
garded her in any other light than the
daughter of a liberal and kind-hearted
patron."
You think the old culeman's daugh
ter not good enough, mayhap, fora gen
tleman ?"
1 am too poor and dependent to
entertain any thoughts upon the sub
ject."
Nonsense! a gentleman's a gentle
man, if he hasn't a seu-ddiek. To cut
the matter short, if you ran make up
matters with Fan, I :shall be glad to
have such a son-itt-law, that's all ! And
I\lrs. Cole's my way of ''thinking—so
look - to it."
A month after this singular fee-a-far.,
Mr. Frederick Lawson led Frances
Cole, the daughter of Job Cole, Esquire.
to the hvmenial altar. And proud was
the honest old coalman of such an
alli
ance ; although many scheming mam
mas, who had eligible sons, were ter
nhlw•put oat and wondered what tile
old fool could have been thinking about
—and he worth a plum; too.
Thoce who most r. addr find a Cod to
sw( ar by, seldom ind one to. pray to.
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