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Saottam 6erritson, Vrogrittors.
Another year has past and .gone,
With all its. hopes and feUrs ;
Its throng - of strange vicissitudes,
It's sunshine and its tears.
Sin . ce !e" - EHirth• wheeled v
her a itie
krottia the throne of light,
Fair Clio on her ample page.
Has',traced in colois bright,.
What'er frail mortals here : beta-1v
Of magnitude have wrought: .
And beckons as to scan the tome,
With rich instruction fraught.
Soinelines of crimson we observe ;
Th ese t e il . of bloody war, •
.offi'ry• Mars, whOse brutal deeds,
Wall so much abhor.
•Alt, Yea I methinks a voice I hear,.
A voice of sadness, IoW and clear, •
• Borne o'er- Atlantic's wave,
e - , That whiSpers in my list ring ear,
And starts the sympathetic ;
" Go seek my lonely- grave !
WhereEuxine - hillowS rave,
I died a tyrant's slave ;
Bravely fighting, not for .glory,
• That.my name in Britain's story, - •
Might be canonized, immortal ;
Lo! I entered Death's black portal
Ail reluctant,—'twas a boon I did not crave.
In Crimean soil I sluinber,
_ One among thiafgallant number
Led forth to the Onset by Noland the brave:
'Neath the shiclow of the,grim Redan,
Thatlifts its battlements on high ;
Far from My naliVe Isle of Man,
Far from the scenes I loved so well,—
The vine : rehed cottage in the dell
Embosomed group of trees,
Whose branches wooed the sportive breeze ;
The ashes of myf.kindred dead,
Reposing ib theier quiet bed ;
My gory limbs tineaffined lie •
My wife and'ehildren weep for me, -
With none,to soothe their misery.
While England's . yeen in splendor rolls,
. And plenty crowns her festal halls,'
Throughout_her l empire, countless souls,
Made wretched by hersinful aims,
-To thwart ambitious Russ'a's claims,
Fare worse than cattle in their stalls." •
France, too, haSfelt the heavy woos,
That follow swift Bellona' a car ;
And. thou, Napolean, these throes
'Antagonistic as they are •
- To your cast empire's strengthened weal,
,upon that sunny land,
To make Yftur kingly . rivals feel .
• The nerve of -a puissant hand.. ' •
• Ambition tired .your royal breast,
And lashed it to a wild unrest ;
It prompted you to draw the sw&d • •
Against a savage Cossack horde;
For you, like Titrkey, feared tit - el:Is/at, •
When growled he in his Northern lair,
And turned a deaf ear to the peasantry,4 wails,
Ascending to henyen from geen hills and yales,
As war's brazen` trumpet its Martial notes wound,
Arousink a of tion for Valor renowned.
Bold Louis I Beware lest you venture astray,
And reel 'neatli, adversity's shock,
Let the tragical fate
Of Napolean great, .
Who died on St. Helena's. rock, ~
Admcnisb you nicer with' fortune to play,
But England proud, nor wily France,
Abase weep not for heroes 'slain' : ..
The Sultan's empire felt' the knee,' . •
And crimson poured from ev'ryvein:
Her maidens sigh.for lovers dear, .
Stretched cold '2nd lifeless-on the bier ; '
The father weeps an only boy,
:His staff, his comfort, and his joy ; ••
The mother turns her swimming eyes
Dermitly to the beaming skies,
And Allah t anksabo' he is dead, •
Her child sleeps in an honored bed.
Stern Russia liments the scath,
Dealt by the vengeful allies's a rath. •
O'er all the Autocrat's domains,—' • .
•.. Dare sorrow broods with folded wings ..
From city, hamlet,.shore, and plain
,Ascends a melancholy strain, .
Is . breathedanathemas on King --
W h o,
Who, seated on '.heir blood built thrones, ,
That stand on piles of litiman Vois, '
Doom to destruction their subjects' at will, -
And gloat o'er the carriage:like fiends in despair,'
When virtue is captured in .Lucifer's snare, , •
Shouting, "..our destiny we must fulfil."
Land -otAlexis! in mourning 'ye are, -.-
Titne7s glittering weapon bath. given a blow • - -
. Ye ne'er may recover, - . .
For - wbere doe's he Borer • -
Thy scepter cOn 'wield as_ that latemighty czar,
The pride of your nation, . : . .
A.world's admiration, - ..... '
Then e'er, as the . .veriest peasant lies low r . ,... -
Now „Europe, I'll' leave thee, and 'sing thee no more,
'Ana _steer my frail bonfire to Columbia's shore;,' - .
But first let me utter for thee a desire - . :
That. wrong and oppression ere long may expire,
Be forced from thy borders, and tyranny's thrall
Crushed out. 6y the rolling of Liberty's ball.
Hail! glorious Union, the lamp of the world
Progressioo is, writ. on the God-ehiseled brew;
Beneath thy proud 'banner, by freemen. unfurled,
Whole nations are flocking and rer'rently . bow
Inter eeetling with. Heaven
, Its blessings to rest
On the 'borne of the-exile,
The pride of the West.'
Fair land,lebevah is ybur
And will opt cause defend,
'Gaiust all the arts a foe may wield
In diplomacy, court, or field
Or foul detraction lend.
°giber,' bravely fought and died
i':` . :4 . i . ; - .A:-'''::' '''
To Nova Zero!)la's frbzen ithere,
From hoarse Atlantic's raging'breist -. •
To mild Pacific e'er at rest.
Immortal ,RANE. to VOll is clue
A meed of praise conferred on few ;:
You left the sweet:delights of' home,
Mid polar fastnesses to roam,
In search of Franklin and his - crew:-
Alas! eour efforts were in vain; .
That bold adventurer, again , I
Will never feel the fond caress
Of wife and children in distress ;
Will ne4.er tread his native land,
; And feel the grasp of friendship's hand.—
:Ah no! upon a savage strand, •
Whererocks, and snows. and ice-bergs high
\ Reflect :the' glories of the sky,
With none to hear the parting sigh,
Or gently close his fading eve,
Alone he laid him down to die:
But thou, 0, Kane! whose fearless soul
Impelled thee onward to thel'ole, •
Ham' carved upon the scroll of fame !
With iron pen, a deathless name !
Fair science claims thee for her own,
And bears thee to her dazding throne ;
Philanthropy chants thee a lay, .
And crownstlige with:tmfading bay.
America may well be proud
Of this most gallant son,
Who, foretnoat in a noble cause,*
Such vast achievements won.
Bold navigators, when ye go.
Among the squalid Esquimau;
And stand-that late found sea beside,
Listening-to its drowning - tide,
Think ye of him, who proudly bore,
Our standard to its frozen shore,•
Untrod by Ohristian feet before.
Eaeb year these States in pow'r increase,
In knowledge, and in arts of peace.
From North to ..z.o.utir from sea to sea
Is beard the- hum of industry,
Majestic steamers gaily ride
Upon our lakes anu livers - wide,
Electric steeds, with liir;:dning pace,
'Annihilating time arid space.
The rumbling of the burthened train
Is beard afar throughout the land,
Arousing echoes that have lain, .
Unawakened in their dens •
Hid In wild, sequestered glJns,
Since first the Mighty builder's hand
"From Chao grasped this spacions globe,
And draped it a comely . robe. -
From factory, from mill and forge,
The bloomimr glen and maim tr in gorge,.
Where busy Lai.or plies her wheel,
With - ceaseless toiling to reveal
Kin Nature's inexhanstless Store
Ot rich, yet deftly hidden ore,
The genius of the passing hour.
Displays its alchymistic. power.
But enterprise is unconfined
To crowded marts that stint the mind
That oft transform the creature man
into a pompous charlatan •
That light, perchance, unhallow e d fires -•
And rack the soul With vain desires ;
That quench the flame of love - divine,. •
It; hearts that . Crow at Mammon's shrine.
Within the past eventful year,.
The hardy, stalwart pioneer,
Has snatched' broad seats of virgin soil
From gloomysolittnle's r , main
And consecrated it'to toil ;
Mid while were reaped the ears„
'Mid shout, and sing, and harvest cheers',
From forest and mountain
.The river and fotibtain
Was echoed their revels again. -
Our country's unpolluted flag,
Sure herald of Progression's car,
Has floated from the topmost crag
,That boldly looms its snowy crest
Among the summits of the West,
And guides the travier from afar.
The stur4y forest bows its heap.
Before improVement's Onsiard tread.
The red man withers, droops, and dies,
Or from the white invader flies.
Where scarce . twelve changing moons ago
The Kansas urged its mellow flow
Amid primeval solitude,
Is heard from prairie land and wood,
The merry.chime of Sabbath bells
Instead of artage' . panthers! yells ;
Is heard the Woodman's labored stri-tkeg,
Resounding through the kingly oaks,
Whioh cracking, crushing, fall'amain • -
Like stricken giants on the plain, .
While o'er the mouldering ashes brown,
As if bY magic shOots the town. -
Oh, if the spirits of the blest
--- Are free to leave their home on
And bending Sweetly from the-sky,
Their viewless essence o'er us rest, ,
What swelling thoughts mubt fill the soul
Of him who reached,Fatne's sunny goal ; r
Whom Overiutitig Wisdom sent
. mighty continent;
WE A I DE ALL EQUAL BEFORE GOD AND THE CONSTITUTION."—Jumes Buchanan,
s giontrist, .Susfin - Onnna Conntn, genn'a, qursho Boning, a(aintarg . 0, 1857.
• Where Liberty, denied a Cote, .•• .
In European lands might come ;
• Where worshippers; on God's-high name,
Might call, unawed by rack Or flame, • •••
• At sight of that remembered clime , . • -
His daringfound in olden time,—
A wild and cheerless region then,
Ruled se' re' by claims of painted men ; --
Now cultured by the noblest race . . •
That ever trod creation's face;
Now blooming as the lovely flower, •-
Refreshed- by gentle vernal shower.
And •Wasuixorox ourcountry's sire
• - .WhO bade the vaunting foe retire,
' • Whose valor.Savaliyoung freedom's bark .
From ruin 'mid its perils dark,
,• - Who rallied, in her saddest day,
• A .fainting nstion to thefraY ;-
- What transport must thy spirit feel
If seest thou our country's weal.
chief cash p4sing )ear,
We, Mere thy memory revere,
Thy brave exploits and 'counsels sage
Illumine our historic page, •
Replete with gems of priceless truth •
For hoary age and rosy youth.;
And thong long since an angel bright
Transported thee to rea:ms•of
-need thy presence ever near,
To guide, tO caution and to cheer.
0, may we all when Faction raves, .•
And threats our Union to dissolve,
Think on those illustrions.braves, •
Who slumber in their silent graves ; • .
And utter forth the stern resolve,
ITo drive the Monster to his lair
And keep him chained- forever-there.
Lo ! one by one, our-S:atesmen fall,•
Stricken by fate's lethal blow ; .
• At home, abroad,—in Congress hall,
• . They meet the grinning, ghastly foe.
From little Delaware a wail
• Is borne upon the passing gale,
That fills each patriot with gloom,:
It tells him in, the silent tomb
The giant CLAYTON slumbers now;
• A death-seal on his clammy brow.
Our sister State, within whose breast
The ashes of your idol rest, •
Frown, like.hirri at;each assay
Disunion's hann'et to display;
Democracy's glad anther”.
And to the Constitutio . 1 Itic. '•
Our favored Union •;.th s delug
. ; gold, which w
• . With unrelenting
01 until those ar
,Ire sea r
Once more tpriesc:
And yet alas ! each e,: •. •, tweei ,
Some startling truth .- iev would hide;
Pause ! list those traitorous appeals
Profanely Scattered far and wide,
• Oh is there one upon this shore,
• Still red-with martyred patriots' gore,
Who would like Erostratus base,
Apply the torch to Freedom's dome,
And standing by, with 6e:rdish smile,
Gloat o'er the contilgrating pile
As Nero did at blazing Rome!
If such there be let Daemons chase
And lash him to their dwelling place
Noblest of nations long remain,
To bless with your free institutions mankind!
Long mar that potent, invisible chain,
The States of the Union in harmony bind
The down-trodden millions across the blue sea,
Are longingly, hOpingly turning to thee ;
They liail thy existence a boon to the world,
And sigh for the moment, when 'tyvanny.,-hurled,
All bleedin7,.and gasping to realms of despair,
The bluing of freedom shall reign everywhere.
ti' When railrOads were a new institu
tion, it was a frequent amusement to observe
the consternation, the fiery monster caused
he ploughed his way through the world,
over the hills and 'far away. They are quite
as 'great a novelty in some parts of the coup 7.
try as they were hereabouts twenty-fiveyears
ago. In Georgia, a short time since, a boy
from the woods was at the depot when the
train was on the track, and as he was gaiziug
in stupid wonder at the fixings, and wander
ing in the car's,- the whistle shrieked its un-'
earthly sound, and in 'a moment more the
whole thing . was driven on at the rate of
" 011,1ortiv !" screamed the boy, " stop it,
stop it ! I ain't a swine !" and bursting open
the door-he stood on the platform between
the cats. Just then the train was crossing a
cavernous looking gorge on tressle-wotk, and
seeing -the trees and fields fir below him,_ the
frightened booby fell on the floor and faint
ed away. Presently became to, looking
up at' the conductor, who : stood by him, he
cried with horror, " Say, stranger, tell me, oh
lordy I has the . .
jar " Some years ago," writes a Southern •
correspondent, when a sermon was -consid
ered short that Continued less than two hours
and meeting often held till the small hours
in the - morning, three ministers of different de
nominations held a meeting together. It
was customary for every minister after preach
ing to call for members. The first took for
his text the words of Peter, I go a fishing.'
He preached about two hours ; then called
for members, but received none,aud sat down.
The second remarked, that as he'folloived his
brother, be would take the words' following
for his text : I also go with thee' Ile like!,
wise preached a long discourse—called for
members, (as it is'called) and sat down.—
The third, who was in favor of short sermon& •
arose, and remark e d that he would follow the
example of his brother ; and
. he chose for_ hie
text, And Me, toiled e ll night and eartyht
teething rather had 'em :" •
THE TAMBOURINE GIRL-A TALE OF SAN,
DT CUARI:I7.S E. R. 110 WE. •
THE rain was falling in torrents, and the
wind drove , .past "the slight structures as
though it would root them from theirfoun
dations, and send the slight board tenements
a wreck into the streets, deep with mud.
Every poly - that could shelter a person -was
occupied; every drinking saloon, sleeping
house and gambling table that was available
was crowded to excess, and those that found
a dry spot to sleep on in their stores, con
sidered themselves fortunate, for the unex
pected rain of 1849 found many with elated
hopes but to plunge them into the slough of
despondency at the dismal prospects before
theM, held out by the winter weather.
cantile business, however, did not flag on ac
count of the rain; but when the weather was
fair, the goods needed no shelter; when
was foul, repairing could hardly be done,
for no one seemed to care about earning a
few ounces by a job in the rain.
Midway between Montgomery end Kearney'
streets, on Clay,. was a large store full of
goods, owned by an Italian, and every effort ,
to secure the aid of a mechanic to roof over
the tenement proved ineffectual, and if not
reraired very l soon, it seemed as if the heavy
rains would wash store, goods and all from
their location. On the morning in question,
the proprietor, the two clerks and porter
went at the job in good earnest, and when
night threw its veil over the heavy atmw
pbere, the roof was flnislied g and a dry store
vas insured against the wenther's inclemen-,
cy, .The store was closed for the night, and
a warm stove sent out - it 4 genial heat, while
a savory smell tingled the nostrils and awoke
the appetite, although the repast had disap
peared. The proprietor leaned back upon a
box, his feet raised in an elevated position to
keep them from off the damp ground floor;
while huge volumes of smoke came rolling
from his Mouth, as he dreamily smoked on.
The clerks, the salesmen and the porter were
also making' themselves cpmfoetable as best
" Well boys," said the proprietor, 4 we can
keep dry after this, let it rain as it may ; and
I think we have done a good day's work, in
dependent of the sales we,have made."
To describe the speaker; would be to have
hirci, too . readily recognized, and to be the
hero of this sketch would- not, perhaps, meet
with' his approbation, as he has not been con
sulted in regard to it..
"Yes," replied the porter,. "I will bet that
some of our neighbors wish they were as
well protected as we are; a-board - house with
a tight roof is poor,enough, but a canvas house
--oh, how delightfully miserable!" and the
thought of wet blankets and a wet bed made
his teeth chatter, and the idea was so lu
dicrously conveyed, that all - joined in a
"Walter, what about that tambourne
inquired one of 'the clerks; " they say you
played quite the gallant with her on two oc
" What is that Walter. las" been doing I"
inquired the proprietor. •
"0, nothing serious—only making love to
a tambourine girl," he replied. 1n old
woman come in town.a few days ago, bearing
on her back, an old fashioned, gothic hand-.
organ, 'accompanied by a tambourine girl.
It seemd that Walt was at the Tontine,' or
or passing,-and a big lubberly fellow tried to
kiss the girl; and be knocked him down ;
again the old woman got stuck in the mud,
and NValt helped her out, and then returns,
lifts the tambourine girl in his arms and car.
ries her across the street, loosing one-of his
boots for his pains. Dear work, that !—boots
are worth one hundred dollars."
" Yes, rather d-e-a-r, I should think," said .
the salesman. "Ii she pretty!"
Walt is a very good judge, I should say,
for when I. was of his age I was equally as
gallant to the ladies," said the proprietor.
" Pretty !. by the gods, I know she is !"
said Walter, enthusiastically. " She is not
more than sixteen or seventeen, rather delicate
in form, yet her limbs are full and round, and
she is• of tharmediuth height that Ito well be
comes a woutan ; her hair is dark as jet, and
the two sparkling eyes that are so finely shaded
beneath heavy eyelashes, equal her hair in
their ebony light, and-".
"Stop ! interrupted- the clerk, "or I will
swear you have a whole chapter of lore non
sense by heart. Let us see if _we can find
the beauty that Walt has been so lavishingly
praising, he continued, turning to the others;
we will find them about some of the saloons,
and if we. do, we will have them come here,
and then we can all judge for ourselves."
So saying they sallied forth into the storm,
pushing their way through the mud to Kew
!ley street, and: then from one saloon to the
other, until at last they found them at the
"Della rnion," surrounded by a crowd of
persons, eagerly listening to 'thesong the
tambournine girl was.singing.
"Mother, I am fatigued to-night; let us
go to our room," said the girl.
"My good woman," interposed one of the
clerks, addressing her,." there are a few gen.
men it a store elose hy, who would like to
hear your Music, if, you will accompany us,
we will pay'yeu Well for your trouble"
int to night, mother," said - the' girl.
*Yes to-night;" replied the WOMI111;
"nothing Hie the present. N*l will go With
She followed thew to the - etc:re, The wenn
fire contrasted rather favorably with tuff
chilling atmosphere without, and_ the old
woman and girl laid off their heavy, wet
cloaks. and approached the stove. As they
did so, they recognized their friend, Walter,
who had assisted them upon the two occa
sions spoken of, and bidding - him -a good
evening, which be politely returned; by the
dim light the rising blush of rich 'blood that
mounted to the girl's very temples was faint
ly seen. Warming themselves for a few mo
ments, they resumed their instruments and
commenced their music. After aafei tunes
had been played upon the organ, accompanied
by the tambourine, the girl struck up a wild
Spanish air, that thrilled to .the hearts of her
listeners. At times the song was wild and
full of earnestness, and then it would fall to
a low cadence, draiing sighs froai her bear
ers, as though some peril that:beset them had
passed, while the singer's face' would light up
with_ an enthusiasm, plainly telling how well
she kept pace with the song, and partook of
" Is she not pretty ?" whispered- Walter:
"I never saw a sweeter face."'
"13y Jove I.she is beautiful," said a corn
panion,.who sat near him ; and what. a Pe
lightfal expression there is upon her featur42%
,The song was finished ; and Walter polite
ly Offered them a Seat near the stove.
" You•are G.ermans l"-he said, inquiringjy,
as he resumed his seat. • •
"Yes I am German," replied the woman,
in broken English.
"Have you traveled =eh ?" again- in
"Oh,. yes, all over," she replied; s' from
Gerinany I went to Fmneel from France to
South America, and I have been in every city
there." . ,
Has your daughter heen 4 with you all the
time V' •
" No, sir," the girl teplied, " I waii.bmn
far from where pother Oro."
" , Why, bow came that I"
"My story •is easily told. I was boin
neath the beautiful skies,of - Italy, not far from ,
the village of Lausanne; and as I have often
thought of that spotsince I left it I will de
scribe it." My uncle's house stood within- a
very pretty valley at the foot of the Alphine
range ; there my mother took refuge after
the death of my fathfr,itnd there I was born.
It is a lovely spot; the luxuriant flowers
bloom the year -round, and theinsciOns fruits
.ripen at all seasons, while -its scenery is un=
surpassed ; and as I gazed Upon the towering
Alps from my window, I Can back
every feature to memory; their outlines--of
snow, as, one giant raised above another un
til! all were crowned by Mount Blanc's frozen
leak ; the • clear, sky, the genial sun,
the_ molnlight nights, and . starry 'canopy
above—" • •
" You talk too much;'. interrupted the
': ; " . 011, no: go ott,."said Watter, as her story
interested him. .
.. "Ily mother died in ItaiY,.and. my uncle
took passage for Callao, and I accompanied
him ; but shortly after our. arrival :he died,
and I was left among strangers' in
. a strange
land. A:woman. who kept a boarding-house
employed me to help about.the table. [sang .
occasionally; and the boarders praised. we,
and sometimes rewarded me with a ,riall,
This so much encciuraff me. that;l lat last
toot it up as 'a vocatie ,and shortly after
me, mother, and we have been journeying
gethero since." •
• r •
" Why, where did you learn td speak En
glish so well!" inquired one of the clerks,'
"At Callao," she replied:
• " You said your father died before you
were born," saiti,lier interrogator inquisitive.
- "Yes, my mother always believed so'," she
replied—and at 'the memory of her parent a
tear hung dropping upon leer eyelashes..
"A somewhat eventful history," said the
clerk; " and as thesubject has bad so serious
a turn, sing us one of your airs to put us in
good humor ao.a in."
She commenced an Italia - I song, : and ere
the first verbe was finished, the proprietor
came forward eager to catch every' sound
that fell from. her !fps. When the Soni - was
concluded, be looked into her face with a long
stare, as thougls, he, would fix indelibly - her
features upon his Memory. -Each contributed
liberally—none more so than the . proptietor
—and the Musicians - were about departing,
when the girl - turned, and said
• "As yon'have been so kiticttia us I Will .
sing you my favorite song before we go."
The song was of a wife welcoming her re
turned lord._ liar anxiety, at his abseence—
her prayer for his safe re urn—the scene at
—were faithfully represented. : The
proprietor of the store sat mute with surprise s
and the tear drops fell unheeded upon his
folded liands,and all withm the store seemed
to take part in tbe ‘scene, , and none felt
ashanted to acknOwledge their emotion.
zit length be stepped forward, seized the girl
by the wrist, and leading, her to where the
light fell ' upon her countenancff gazed into
her face with
. a wild look ,
paleness that overspread Ins' features,betiaied .
his - entotion. ' -
• "Girl," said he, in a hoarse
you_ vatun'your life, te ll 11 . 38 wh o
tbat song ,
The girl• was frightened, and treintillngly
replied, "Ily mother.':
an you bola dear, dead or slim, au•
mother learn you :time tiotoe—isari you to
sing in Unit strains"
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"Yes sir," - i she timidly
never heard any one elsesingit in that
",My God," ilu i esclaimed,i as his "4: 1 44a - fog
by. his side , "it is imllssibleJ. 044 uliatja
your name r . 3 _
" Ilelenki," she replied.
He staggered as if rtia4*lth'i
a deadly pallor::
whitetws over his face! " Anisier, ire thja
last question," she said, and tbi - woikiaCauris
chokingly from his throat: "Had your mother:. ,, .
any peculiar mark about her facust!
"Yes, sir, a larie mole upon ; liar ;
The words had not left tier lite,ieq :; be
caught - her in his aims; .sobbing,
heart would break, and exclaiming - frinti.
My child !, my child !„,My. Hek3n4l.oh,
God ! my nelenid !"
All joined id the ovation , of_. tears except,
the old hag, who balanced her lois with a
father's,gairl: _ - • ,
The spring - folio's mg a neat ,catisifeorak.
erected and tenanted •by the father _and
daughter, and now Walter, - wealthy:
chant, dandles two sons - and a daughter
upon his knee—when grand-pa is - abient.:-=f
for, merchant-like, the 'o!d okatt *sells : his
right to that monopoly.
- A LEGEND OF= SANTA-CLAUS:::; - -
This popular name of the salot:Whin_pre.
sides over Cluistroas and, - he toy gifts otihst ;
welcome season is'detivett from
olas. The legend of lila first ap"pearithca •
an Italian. one.; - According tci
maker named Giraldi, in
was so miserably poor, tkatbis - liboKfrom , •
day tc?'•'.day barely kept his%lmily - froin sit
cation ; and he was- unable to give even, a
small-dowry to his . three pretty dattslttqs.;
It was not thOnght:proper
a dowry ; and thus the young
each had an adthirer; were compelled tsr ,
main single, Their father, - .however; went
every morning to the shrine- to pray-4611:i..
patron saint, St. Nicholas,_ that,..ha - •
wore a miracle to relith-e yim from )tia.
tress". - •
One of his nearest neighbors,'- gar mer- .-
chant, who chanced one day.to overhear his
simple petition, ridiculed the idea, of -his ex- •-
pec ti ug, the saint t 4 t i ke e;are of liivtliugh.
ten, and recorntnended'ithwtcrchooie:loo:.;
ron saint who would be st„ble to do seri:l4ll3g
for him. lie sflid, is the
juto; be lends . money ':at two . 71 "* - n ': 1 1 ..„
month ;-and if •rou know
aiilie!x . „ Jog
you may make fcur !with it. 7.11 t„,, .
deaf as Saint. Nichoras.” . ." ' -
The poor man was shocked at this
pious speech,' and ms:ured - the merehaUtthit
his religions faith could nexer'be:r4ken
llc went ererydayitaTchurch r iotivitlistaiid-.--,, •
ing the other's mockery-..
It wastnow Christtnas Ala-, whin thoilM4r 7
chant and the - Jew Settled up 'their yirirly
counts; • Duonajuto - found be 1*.,„ . .
friend three hundred dutiafs,
give him an agreeable'ordered„
one of the dueks - he had 'carefotly_ fittteneei:
to be killed and -roasted, and. then Withhi , ,
own hands introduced the Ihrie hundred:.
golf.pieces into the inside, and selvedthet,:.
up. lie then sent the duck to theiapkhant .
as a christinas present.
The rner4.dmat's Vrite;Wlin 'shared the Coin, :
mon prquilicei agains - Jews, 'declared - she:.,
would not touch the duck, attd,the'rich luau
resolved to sell it. Wheti_Giraidi passed on
his way freim chnrch, his 11m4111)0r, ss tisttal,_ ,
Vantered him on- his devotion, sholed hint
the Christnias gift his patron saint,had :sent
him, and t;tuated him. with the stolidity of
St. Nicolai, who : could ;not even send hiin
piece of bread. Finally he - rilreretl sell
the° duck for n dollar, and to wait for pay....
ment as he knew Giraldi to-be stri-ctly'hort
est. The shoemaker carried theduck home, ,
and when he carved-it for his family's Chrijt-
Inas dinner, and the- three hundred duca4 ; -
fell out, his first exclamation was 7 *,',Ft: - aise - s .
to Si...Nicholas."' ° ' • •• •-:- •
When he recovered from his stirprise he
would have taken the money Lick, but;
wife' pursuaded him that, as he had-bought .
the duck, it was ri_ghtftilly -his :own. •.Eu-7,
therefore -divided the sum-between' the two:."-'' ::
suitors for his two oldest daughters.: -
The merchant; aftersome days, tliscoveretl..:%
his loss of the -three hundred dueats'atl:'-a
went to the - shoemaker - to demand the tiOney ?
which was refused. . Ttio Cause came hifore..:,
the magistrate, who was a pious man, ------
heard with indignation'hoW
man had been ridiculed spent
Ills sentence was that should feet, :
th e money, and, that the. merchantand
Jew should, besides,::-pay •a; flee' for
usurious dealings of- onerhundied andfittyi
ducks,' tOlategiven‘ AT fl Aiii4r - fek
"makers' youngest datighter::
The m‘o4!og . of. this legind:l4l l .l,4t Akctoetkrfi
cent Watches ',0*0):- '2'
Care -9t -the poor , whosaro-boliesti-teligia t jq
aad'ttathfak - The t talftiteitiaa.
by the name-Ssat&Clau t t
• -4W 1 ,- . ?a , i s P i a9rn!:Tik . Ptli Cli,ttmit*ti*y,?4;`•
nil °I/ 113 t , §tatio 7 .94 1 , 1111 rY. ,1 4**1 . 4,
child ; hut why dia you nik.1144 - 4 4 ig t--4 4: ,
Beciause .. l ace tipitilic
p a. it ,
;-- ' "J7r74-: r!* l4lo !AM o44 : 4 ' 4 ".ti4O4q4k* , 4o'',
tiere ara, o oll threg
out='ol` a iiliPee'-rwritti.oui;'•6o.k4;aitaft.tiWt4
14.41 way is - to keep cur t : ..-.-
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