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BY; JOHN G. GIVEN.
EBENSBURG, -THURSDAY, OCTOBER 25, 1810.
VOL. G.-NO. 3
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When Fortune Beams!
When Fortune beams around you,
When hearts with pleasure leap;
f Awd hopes and jo.ya burround you
Forget not those who weep!
When friendship's smile invites you
To bless and to be blest;
' When every charm delights roa--O
think of the distress 'd!
When golden pales betide you,
As if by heaven decreed,
And plenty stands beside you
Forget notlhoae who need!
When pleasures cop iseras endlojs,
Ob, piove it without end;
By being to the friendless
In every hour a frieud.
MISCELLANEOUS
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The Little Feel;
OB, THE AM VTEUR SHOEMAKER.
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DV MEtTA TICTOKIA FULLEfc.
CHAPTER I.
Won't you take away your admiring
gare from my pretty feet, Clifford, dear?
I durst not go to sleep for fear you will
carry them off, and I shall iawaVe foot
lets!' The speaker was a roguish and elegant
young girl, nesding down into the rosy
pillows of a lounge. As she spoke she
drew up her delicate feet beneath the rust
ling folds of her dress.
Your little feet, indeed!' was the reply
of the young gentleman, taking up one of
his sisters beautiful brown tresses from
the pillow where it floated. My little sis,
I fear you are spoiled such complacent
vanity is amusing.'
'Then let the responsible thought be
yours that you spoiled me, dear; how
should 1 know my feet were so fairy-like,
if you had not told me so ten times a day.
Are you not always quoting Mrs. Osgood's:
Her foot is like a fairy's foot,
Su dainty and to flem."
Well, I know it, but I cant help it, for
they certainly are the prettiest I ever saw.
And 1 am sure,' he continued, his dark
eyes growing more thoughtful than the oc
casion seemed to warrant, 'if I have spoil
ed y6u, you have returned the compliment
with interest, else I should have been mar
ried before now. Twenty-eight, and nev
er been engaged to a woman yet, for the
very reason that in looking at my little
sis's feet so much, my ideas of the beauty
of uch articles have grown so perfect that
I have never met any other lady who
pleased me.
I should be ashamed of you, Clifford,
if I thought you spoke in earnest. You
forget, do you, a lady's grace, beauty,
goodness and intellect because her shoes
are a trifle "larger than your sister Grace's?'
'Don't reprove me sis, for I philosophise
upon the mother; I want a woman with
heart, and soul, and intellect to love and
be sensible; but if her head was full of
thought and her heart full of affection, how
can they be properly balanced? how, I ask,
can they be spiritualized . unless the feet
that uphold them are fashioned in theper
feclness of lightness and grace?'
.You had better enlarge upon your won
derful theory, and give the world the ben
efit of your scientific and philosophic ar
guments" in three quarto volumes! said
Grace with meek gravity, raising herhalf-
-V 11 lKn till Via v-nii-lKfiil floch rf li O T
OUUI ScX3il0 lllft - I1JC lllllllIIUI liatri
large eyes met the half-comical,, half-serious
look of her bachelor brother. 'It is
so provoking! when I have absolutely the
most charming friend in the world, whom
1 had selected for.you, and expected you
to be grateful and delighted but, alas! her
feet are positively large. Continuing your
theory, though, I should suppose that it
was - necessary 'they should be large to
support the immense amount of sensibility,
goodness and grace of her soul. . .
What is her name?' " ,
"Madeline Mellen. .She lives in Phila
delphia. She has spiritual eyes.'
'Hush, hush, I do not care about her
eyes I shall not go to see her you need
not pout, sis; you had no .right to be so
beautiful yourself, and make me so particular.'-
-
i snau say notnzmrrnorc to you xnis ai
ternoon, sir Bachelor,' murmured theyoung
girl indignantly. ' ;-2 ' '.'
Wherewith she nestled her flushed cheek
closer to the pillow, .tossedfcack a .curl that
had crept over to silence her lips, and shut
her eyes determinedly, notwithstanding the
slight quiver of the. light. lashes.
- viimutu - t ens -smiled upon his sweet
pet; and rising from the easy chair, paced
slowly to and' fro through the luxurious
parlor. v As his thoughts quickened so did
his pace, till at length so absorbed was he
in his new ideas, thai he" ran over an otto
man, and, when -startled by the sound.
Grace opened her sleepy, snowy, eyelids, j-
ner elegant and dignified brother was Kissing-
a rose in the tufted carpet, evidently a
little astonished himself at the gallant feat.
Has some charming shoe been pressing
that flower?' asked the mischief, with a
laugh so merry that it made Clifford blush
at his own expense as he rose to his feet.
'Now, to punish you for laughing, I
shall not tell you what I was thinking of
when I stnmhled over that ottoman,' said
he. 'Only just this in the evening train
of cars I shall leave for Philadelphia, and
you will not see me again very soon.'
Why, Clifford, I shall be so lonely.'
'Perhaps, then, you will not tease me
so much when I do return. We will see
whether there is another foot in the world
like my dear pet's. Good bye, dear.'
Good-bye! Perhaps you are going to
see Madeline Mellen,' said Grace, gaily,
for she thought her brother was only tea-
sniff
her.
Oh! Madeline Mellen! was the impa
tient reply, 'but I am really going now,
sis. You shall hear from me in a day or
two,' and kissing her beautiful forehead,
the fanciful bachelor hurried away on the
project, the thought of which had caused
him one stumble, and the realization of
which might cause him another.
CHAPTER II.
In a shoe store, in a fashionable street
in the city of Brotherly-Love, a clerk was
leaning upon the counter, heedless of the
lady-customers that thronged the establish
ment. Many proud eye3 looked with sur
prise at the refined and aristocratic
air of the handsome clerk. But his
earnest glance was bent upon a la
dy who was passing on the opposite side
of the street. There was an exceeding
grace in her manner, as she glided quietly
along, and as the gazer regarded her with
intense interest, she crossea the way a few
paces below, and in a moment entered the
store.
Have you fine French gaiters?' she in
quired in a sweet voice, blushing unac
countably at the earnest gaze of hwnhirk
eyes unaccountably, for why should one
accustomed to admiration, blush at the re
gard of a clerk.
The young man glanced at her hand
it was exquisitely small, and handed a pair
of number ones.
The shoes were small enough, but her
foot was rather peculiarly shaped, and they
would not fit nicely. 4Did they make
shoes at this establishment?'
If she would have a pair of gaiters
made, he would take the measure' and
seating her in a furnished recess, she dis
engaged her foot from its dainty slipper;
and the young clerk kneeling with tape in
hand, took its delicate dimensions' -
Oh, yes! the handsome shoemaker, with
the dark, peculiar eyes, and thoughtful,
elegant air, in deferential manner, was
kneeling before the young girl to 'take the
measure of her foot! But as, interested
and suprised by his faultless demeanor and
earnest, intellectual face, the beautiful girl
regarded him with wonder, he had much
rather have whispered to her the burning
secret of his heart while bending thus low
ly before her. In the attitude of adoration,
yet he dare not adore! It was not the ex
quisite grace of that tiny foot no! no! he
had remarked the sweet blush upon her
cheek, and the deep, pure, spiritual light
in her large grey eyes; and the mere shoe
maker," as if he had been a-man of the
world, and had moved all his' life in socie
ty, studying its mind and motives, under
stood the gifted and fair girl, and would
have. his. laid his heart at her feet the lit
tle feet that looked too sacred for him to
touch". That would have been ridiculous,
would it not? For the soulless admiration
of exquisites, the formal affection of grave
men, the deep love of gifted poets had been
offered her and would not the words. m
which the youug clerk might form his feel
ings, have sounded strange. to her aristo
cratic' ear? . Oh! the very height of first
love! madness that would have been! So
the shoemaker thought nothing, except to
tell her that the shoes would be - finished
the next day; but he thought all the more;
and if I should say that thd radiant young,
girl went out of the , shoe-store w'ith the
most 'perfect image of manly .perfectness
impressed indelibly upon; her heart, this
would be quite a French story," would it
not? but I do not say so, neither tempt you
to draw the inference! ;
'.. Busily the young shoemaker fashioned
the tiny gaiters that were to be called for
on the morrow. . "Though the; proprietor
of the "establishment thought him more ap
propriately'oceupied in the show rooms",
yet he ivould make every inch r of those
precious shoes.':, With every, stitch he.
sewed in a burning thought, and if the soul
of the maker could have any influence on
the wearer, the dreamy young maiden with
the pensive eyes would have ohly visions
of love,' and ' poetry, and bea uty, "while
those haunted shoes bound her slight feet.
'' CHAPTER III. - .
1 don't t'w er much fUttcrrd bv o.nr
reception, Madeline, mine,' said Grace
Wells, the evening after her arrival on a
visit to the pensive eyed friend she had
selected for her runaway brother; 'here
Clifford must start away and leave me to
indulge some wild caprice, and now that I
have come to you to be consoled for his
absence, and 'perchance to find him, half
this" evening you have been sitting with
your eyes fixed on the floor, utterly re
gardless of your poor deserted visiter.'
Why, Grace have I? said theyoung
girl with a blush, drawing a low seat to
the feet of her friend and leaning her beau
tiful head on her lap as she looked up in
her face. ' ' ,
Grace's Hide white hand looked charm
ing as she laid it amid those ebon masses
of hair, sweeping over the pure forehead
and heaving upon the young, poetical
Madeline. That proud, particular brother
would have had the heart-ache sadly, if he
could have guessed how dovingly those
young girls were sitting there, and he so
far away. And if he had looked upon the
bright spiritual face of his sister's friend
that face so eloquent with its exceeding
pureness and sweet smile the peerless
forehead and the large, beaming pensive
eyes that seemed to ask for tenderness and
trust, the faintly-tinted, softly-dimpled
cheek the rich, proud, tender lip, and,
over all, the ineffable expression of the
soul perhaps he would have forgotten
what Grace told him about the foot, at
least he would have been more surprised
than you yet know a reason for.
Grace, too, looked very beautiful, with
her placidly pleasant face, that was gentle
and faultless and a little mirthful her
slight, elegant form, and her white arm ly
ing carressingly amid Madeline's dark
tresses. She was a year or two older than
the fair girl at her feet, though she was
not quite twenty.
Will you tell me what made you so
thoughtful, if I will not complain of your
neglect?' she asked with a slight smile.
Oh! I am sure you wrjuld laugh at me,
Grace, I was thinking of of a shoemaker
that I saw to-day.' "
Grace did, indeed, laugh merrily.
'Really, my fair poetess, can your glow
ing imagination conjure up no more ro
mantic ideal than a shoemaker. You, my
little fastidious onewho shrunk awav from
stony dignitaries and curl your red lip at
dandies, and shudder at fortune seekers
yon, who talk about cultivated soul, refine
ment blended with intellect, about the 'sta
ture of a perfect man' have you descen
ded to love at first sight and shoe-making?
You must have a vivid fancy, my
bright dreamer?'
You are not in earnest, Grace; you are
trying to fret me just as if I loved this
shoemaker because I thought of him. I
was wondering how one evidently so ele
gantly, exceedingly refined, so handsome
and so intelligent, should have been in
such a station. It . caused me to reflect
that perhaps there were those worthy of
more than indifference and scorn out of
this aristocratic circle, where I see so much
to despise. Grace dear, don't you think
there is?' . -.-i : ?
Probably he was wealthy once,' was
the reply, 4and has met his change of po
sition with' a good grace. That is certain
ly a great virtue. And I think it would
be as great a virtue in you to win him
away from his present situation, and place
him here in this 6plendid home, which is
so much better suited to his taste besides
you know you are lonely with only grand
ma and aunt Effie for companions.'
Oh! I shall get angry with you Grace,
if-you 'do not stop teasing me,' said the
sweet girl, blushing "crimson. 'But I do
think it is sad for him to be there among
such companions as clerks.'
Alas, my foolish brother,' sighed Grace
to herself, ybu and Madeline are certainly
lost to each other. I never wills. try - to
brinj; about another match. How does
he look? she added aloud; and then con
tinued to herself, I wish I had not told
him that story about her foot; but I wan
ted him to love her : for- her , beautiful
soul.' . ; - - -' .. '.)
I am sure I cannot tell;' said Madeline,
I only know- that he was singularly hand
some and had such eyes as I never saw
before- they were deep and changeable
not blue, nor hazel, not black they were
too eloquent to have' a color.' ; -
'Indeed!' was all Grace said as she fell
into a musing : mood ' immediately. ' ; A
thought had occurred to her that awakened
an Interest in the young clerk ' as deep as
her friend could have' wished. ' 'I shall go
with you and see this prodigy to-morrow'
she said at length, and, perhaps, we will
have "a. romance yet,' such as we have some
times dreamed Of. C . I 7 ; .
The-next day the "two young, ladies cal
led at the shoe store. ! Grace entered, sho
pulled her veil down over her face. The
clerk was there, and the gaiters were fin
ished. A dainty delicate pair .were they,
and fitttod those little feet to a nicety.
As JVlmlclinc took out her purse to pny
for the shoes, she asked her companion in
a low vioce in Italian
Is he not beautiful?
Grace pretended not to hear, so as to
make no reply; but a flash of mischief
lighted up the face of the clerk, so bright
and irresislable that the color on the spea
ker's' cheek grew rosy and that color
grew rosier still when he replied in the
same language, with a slight bow
Thanks, dear lady.
Smiling at her own blunder, and quite
confused, the young girl turned away, and,
followed by her.fnend, crossed the side
walk, and was in thejstreet; too much ab
sorbed in he wonder and embarrassment,
of hearing the terrified voice of Grace cal
ling her back, of whom she was a few spa
ces in advance.
A span of frightened horses with a car
riage attached were rushing directly to
wards her. They were but a few leaps
from the beautiful girl, when she heard the
cries of many and the crushing of the ve
hicle. Tu minor her head she beheld them
leaping and rushing so near il seemed as j
if she was already beneath the feet of the j
terrified animals. She could not fly, but j
stood suddenly slill with her hands clasped.
Deaf, blind, and motionless with sudden
terror, she heard nothing till alow, earnest
voice uttered fervently
'Thank God!'
Opening her eyes she met those deep
ones of the s'ranger, and fainted in the
strong arms which had grasped her from
destruction.
At this moment the carriage of the Mel
lens came up, and stopped, as the ladies
had directed the coachman to call for them
there. The clerk lifted the insensible girl
in, and also Grace, and then by invitation,
entered himself, and the coachman drove
towards home.
So absorbed was he in his lovely charge
that they had nearly arrived there before
the stranger noticed who was in the car
riage. I will not betray you,' he heard a low
voice say, and for the first lime remember
ed that he had seen his companion before.
Why, Grace Wells, how came you here?
I did not
'Hush!' she interrupted him, putting
her small hand over his lips, I will keep
your secret,' just then the long lashes of
the swooning girl unclosed.
The motion of the carriage had revived
her, and though she was very week from
fright yet she was able to sit up with the
assistance of her friend Grace, and to thank
her preserver with eloquent lips, and yet
more eloquent eyes.
When they were at length arrived, and
the clerk had assisted Madeline to the door
she looked pleading at Grace, who smiled
encouragingly, and then asked her preser
ver to come in.
'Not how,' he said, 'till you are rested,
you must feel very weary Miss "here
he paused. ' ,
'Mellen,' murmured Madeline, and as she
spoke the name, Grace glanced with a look
of triumph at the stranger.
'1 will call, Miss Mellen, when you have
recovered from the fatigue, and bring with
me the shoes which you lost in your
terror,' said the clerk wPh a smile, and re
tired. He did come that evening. The ladies
were by chance alone. Never was -an
eveninjx passed so happily between stran
gers before. J?eside the intelligence, beau
ty and refinement of, all - something
would speak out in the glowing cheeks
and timid eyes of the young. Madeline,
and in the eloquent face of her preserver,
that told a great deal more than their lips
told. -:':- " '
. If he is a shoemaker, he is a true, noble
man, murmured the sweet maiden as she
nestled to sleep on the bosoni of Grace.
"Oh! yes!' was the sleepy reply of tl
that
young girL
And perhaps this story will be kind of
French after all.
CHAPTER IV.
. Twilight was stealing into the back par
lor of the Mellen ' mansion, " The" lair
friends sat in an open window, watching
the crimson tints melt away frgm the edge
of the distant forest.- ; .' I
'This is a sweet evening to love and be
loved,' said Grace pensively, looping the
silk curtain still further back as uie. dark
ness came up from the distance and drew
near. .'. . : ; . , ' :
. , While she spoke the door-bell rang,"and
a voice was heard in the hall that made
Madeline blush and "start.
'Good night for the present, taid Grace
gaily, hurrying from the room" by one
door, just as the visitor came in at the
other.
Come ' back, ' dear Grace,'- cried the
young" girl, but Grace - did not come back,
for she knew that the call was not in car
nest. ; ' - ' ."- '
The visitor came and sat down in the
window where Grace" had sat. He did
not speak, not even to fay good evening;
but looked into the drooping face or Mad
eline with his earnest eyes. . Her heart
throbbed tremaously beneath his glance,
and while her own waseoncealed by those
dark lashes she murmured in a low voice
with an effort to subdue her embarrass
ment Who is - there that will not be happy
such a glorious night as this?
There is one that is not happy,' was
the earnest reply. 'Oh! to love to love
with the whole soul a being like thee Mad
eline so pure, so rare, and spiritual, and
beautiful to thrill beneath your smile to
listen to your words to look upon your
loveliness to drink from the waters of
your fresh 6pirit yet be kept by fate, by
circumstances, by poverty, from" pleading
for your love Oh! Madeline.
Who thinks of gold where the heart is'
was the almost whispered reply of the
j'oung girl, while her lashes sunk still do
er in her cheek.
You do not cannot love mc, Made
line?' Theeloqucnt eyes of the maiden were
raised till the intenaeness of their full, lov
ing light burned down into the heart of the
lover.
'My Madeline! may I believe those
eyes?'
The young girl dare not reply.
'If I may believe them, deaicst if you
do love me, let me kiss but once that young
forehead, my Madeline.'
The fair brow was bent to the touch of
his quivering lips a bright tear fell upon
his bosom as he folded her there. What
was fate or fortune to'the communing spir
its who sat there the kindred spirits the
delicate high-bred heiress and the shoema
ker who fashioned the shoes upon her
dainty feet.
Sweetly and tenderly their voices mur
mured together, making rare music, the
music of the heart.
It was, indeed as f
Grace had said, an evening to Jove and be
loved.
'But will your friends, aunt Erlie, your
guardian consent to your marrying one sa
lowly as I?' asked the lover as the evening
wore away.
'Alasl I fear not; they do not appreciate
you as I do.'
And if they will not then?' he asked
earnestly.
I will share -our portion, ni3'dear one, i
even if 1 should bind shoes bv vour side:' t
was the replv of the enthusiastic young
creature, as her loving eyes laised upon
his.
Bless you Madeline, bless you for your
truth and love, I am not worthy of you.
I have a sister, a mother and a heme in
another city. There I can bear you, and
if there is splendor there is comfort, kind-
ncss and overflowinof love'.'
Then with you I would be happy.'
I hat night (jrrace was sleeping soluy
when Madaline stole to their chamber,
but the happy yet trembling girl awaken
ed her and sitting amid the curtains on
the bed-side, she told with eloquent cheeks
and hurried words the events of the even
ing.
'Is it not right that I should wed him,
when he is so gifted aud so good, even if
my selfish aunt does object;' she inquired
eagerly.
'I think you should by all means, was
the energetic reply of theyoung confident
which advice being disinterested, was
of course entitled to respect-
The next day or so Grace went home.
CHAPTER V.
urace nau been at home but a lew i
weeks when one morning she said coax
ingly to her mother
Mamma,' may I give a party?
Do you wish to verr much dear? ask
ed the parent kindly.
'Yes, mamma, very much.'
Then 'ou cori my love, certainly.'
Oil! thank you, mamma,' and Grace
kissed hef mother's cheek.
- The night of the party came the rooms
were magnificent the visitors brilliant,
and Grace beautiful as a star. She seem
ed unusually happy and a little more ex
cited than her wont; she was usually so
queenly and 'self-possessed in society.
She was as restless and as brilliant as a
caged bird, and glanced so much at the
hall-doors, that her mother at length re
marked it; and coming up, inquired who
she was expecting that made her so un
easy. Just as she was about to reply she
heard a voice in the hall, that Caused her
to leave the question unveplk-d to, an i ran
away quite undignified
A traveling carriage 100! before the
illuminated
o o '
mansion.
We are are at iioiik, deares one--at
home now,' said the young husband as "he
lifted Madeline from the carrriaga.- .
' 'What do you men? 1 am bewilder
ed,' murmured the bride, as' he lifted her
in his arms and bore her into the hail,
Avhere crying and laughing, and happy
Grace ttoa to wrjeome
bride.
her brother s
'This is my sister, Madeline.Ornce wel
come your friend, I hare Come home'oow
to bs ag;ood boy, I shall not make any
more shoes this year; I am resolved. But
where is mother. '
Wait moment, Clifford, deaf, don't
you see hoe gitated Madeline ist
she must come to my : room and rest a
moment and chabgo her dress, while I
take the responsibility of telling; mam
ma.' .
Madeline did pout a little and declared
she would go Lack to aunt Effie -but
Grace kissed away the little frowns and
smoothed the brides hair; and the gentle
mother came in and folded her to her heart
much kinder than her cross aunt, thai
she concluded to stay.
Was not the parties in raptures with
the beautiful young bride?
'I believe I did make that match, after
all, said Grace to herself, though with
what reason no one knew.
. Mrs. Clifford. Wells always Vepta pair
of half worn gaiters put carefully away in
htr cabinet or curicsltias.
And when Grace was scclded fcr'tha
falsehood sho told about the feet of her,
friend, she always said she meant they
were 'positively' large, comparatively to
what they were when she was a baby;
though to be sure they were superlatively
small for a full grown woman.
KTracfcen's Experience.
Tell us about the fight Jo.'
Why you see, boys, it was one "of the
tightest places I was ever in JaCK, give
us a light, will you? I never seed pre
zactly as many men around one poor fel
low afore; an' I wouldn't cared much then
if it had been in a place whar I Knowed
the ropes; but I never had see Louisrillo
afore that: but some how, I thought cf I
was to get into a fight, I'd show soma of
them chaps that M'CracKen could put in
some right tall 1;cks. So I taxes off my
homespun, rolls up my sleeves, when nil
at once suthin strucK me.
'Who was it?'
'Who? I'd noticed a tall fallow on th
outside of the crowd, picK up a focK but
it wasn't him. for he threw it down again
another fellow, a Major something, he'd
an eternal big hicKory sticir in his fist,
and-,!
Was it theMajorJ'
No, I'don't believe it was, as be walncd
away before the SKurmag commenced:
and I didn't see him any more; besides ho
did'nt Iook Uku a man what would mal.
treat a stranger; but as was saying suthin
i strucK me.'
Wherabputs did it hit you Jo.'
'On the head. As I was saying, Iliad
Ijut got myself peeled, and had sort o
singled out a pop eyed loo&fng feller
, jost afore me, and was thiiiAin' to my
:. sen your my mi'.t, sure,
' siruec me,'
when suthin'
Did it A-nocA: you down?
'Hold cn fellers, don't be in such a
squmticn no, it didn't AuocA- me down;
but
Sort 'o staggered you.
'No caut say it did much, but as I
was sayin the pop-eyed feller IooAed as
ef he thought he was about to catch ths
orfullest cowhollepin he'd ever seed in his
born days; and I'd jest doubled up theso
perlater grabbers calculatin' to plant cno
on 'em on the lip of his ncse, nnd An or k
both his eyes bacAr inter their nateral po
sition, when as I said before suthin' strucA
me.
Was it the pop-eyed feller?'
No Sir-ee! I Accw from his build I
was a quicAer motioned man than ht was
and I had jest sort o sot my upper lip
stiff, and drawed in a Icng breath, when
suthin' strucA me.
J fell what teas it?'
Why an idear, that I'd better be tnaA
iu' tracA-s from them diggins fast; if you'd
only been about thar that inornin youi
seed old M'CracAen a inaAin the fastest
time fur two miles and a leetle better, as
ever was made in Jefferson! Whoop! aud
ef you've got any mere of that bald face,
pour it cut.'
A Prescription. Some years since, as
old Doctor G. was returning to his resi
dence in Worcester, fro:u a fire which
had broken cut in a neighboring far
mer's barn, he was accosted, rather un
ceremoniously,' by a cocknej- of the first
water, and withal, a journeyman txlor.
thi
us: ...
f Doclnh, how far have the good citiz-ns
! of Worcester succeeded in extinguishing
j the luminary that is consuming the poor
yeoman s
barn.
Wi'h an expression that struck terror
to the soul cf tie dandy the Doctor re
plied: - . ... r -
.Yminfman vou had better taice a
dose
of physic!'
0No fewer than'twenty thousand Aus
trian soldiers are said to bare perished
4
in Hunr"rv from m