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1.77 13. 0 IT C-
.A. Now Song to an Old Tune,
,ry The following Whig Soll7., written by a
young gentleman of the Bar, of Rielanond, was
lung with unbounded applause, by Mr. Duffield.
Th0u.... , Old Dan Tacker.'
The Moon is shining silver bright,
The Stara with glory crownd the night;
That same old Coon up in a tree,
Grins et the Loco nominee.
Get out of the way, get out of the way,
Get out of the way, the country's rising,
For Harry Clay and Frelinghuysen.
to Haltimote that motley crew
Of every shade and every hue,
Have, after much debate, agreed
To run a most unworthy steed.
Get out of the way, &c.
Though once they sang, 0 ! Rumpsy Dumpsy,
Col. Johnson killed Tecumshe ;'
Abandoned in this shameful way,
He'd doubtless like to ruu with Cloy.
Get out of the way,
And Cam. who cringed and fawned in State,
To to the Party Candidate;
In fulure.daye, We all agree,
Should write his name without the C.
Get out of the way, &c.
Calhoun, from Party strife remove,
Obtained but one Cuivettne vote:
At such a time, what he can do,
But go for Ty and Texas too.
Get out of the way, &c.
Alert iv..
. . .
Not even now the Mum era man;
You catet.get in, bylook or crook,
So true bock home, to Kintlerhook.
Gat out of the way, &c.
To mate}, our Harry of tha West,
They bring out ono they (Al their best ;
But whom tho People will revoke,
The only thyme for Jrime, K. Polk.
Get out Of the way, &c.
Now what to us is quite surpti,in,7,
Wright would'ot ruts 'gainst Frehngh,::,,rn
He kneiv he could'itt go it strong,
Silas is right, and they ate wrong.
Get, out of the way, &c.
So now they think to overhaul us,
With Pennsylvania's George M. Dallas,
Her vote, he never can obtain,
And all their efforts aro in vain.
Get out of the way, &c.
As Johnny Tyler's in the field,
And will not to the Locos yield ;
Ahasuerus should consent,
To be his Pa's Vico President.
Get out of the way, &c.
But, in the Fall, our loud Whig Thunder,
Will break the power of Public Plunder
And Dallas, Polk, and Bob, and Pa,
Will groan beneath an evil Star !
Gerold of the way ! Get out of the way !
Get out of the wey! the country's rising,
For Harry Clay, and Frelinghuysen!
OI What has caused all this Whig
Thunder?
TcxE-0! what has caused this great commotion?
Oh, what has calmed all this Whig thunder, thun
der, thunder,
That now is risin'
The nomination by the Whigs,
Of Harry Clay awl Frelingliuysen,
Of Harry Clay and Frelinghuyaen,
And with them we can beat any man,
Polk, Dallas, Cues or Van,
Or any other of their clan !'
The Locos now on every corner, corner. corner,
Are agonizin',
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For all creation's going they say,
For Harry Clay and Frelinghuysen, &e.
Van Buren god( is goingdown, down, down,
Whig stock ie risin',
For Old Virginia goes it strong
For Harry Clay and Frelinghuysen, &c.
The Captain's office-holders think, think, think,
Of taking piaon,
To save themselves from sure defeat
By Harry Clay and Frelinghuystm, &c.
The grand Whig army onward moves, moves,
moves,
All ranks cothprizin',
To place the wreaths of laurels on
The brows of Clay and Frolinghuysen, &c.
Our Theodore will ne'er be guilty, guilty, guilty,
Of Tylerizen',
Then go it while your young, my boys,
For Harry Clay and Frelinghuysen, &c.
The beautiful girls--God's last, beat gift, gift, gift,
Above all prim,—
Will to a man do all they can,"
For Harry Clay and Frelingliuyeen,
For Harry Clay and Frelingbuysen! ^
And with them we'll beat the whole clan.
Polk, Dallas, Case, or Van,
With the ladies' aid we'll beat the whole
clan.
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MT" EZINIG. ANCEIII.RIED.
'I like her!" exclaimed a young man, with no
inconsiderable degree of ardour.
'But can you support her in the style to which
she has been accustomed 1' It costs something to
get married now-a-days. We have to begin where
our fitthers ended,' mid his companion.
True Ned; if she would only begin with mu—
why she's poor herself.'
Yes, and proud too ; the fact is, women require
so much waiting upon, or fashion reguires it—so
many servants, just such a style of living—that for
my part, I have given up all thoughts of marrying.'
Ned said this with some bitterness, as if he, had
good reason for feeling it.
My business is good,' continued the other, in.
tent upon his own affairs, uncle thinhs my pros.
peels very fair, if I live prudently. It costs a round
stun at the hotel—l might support a snug little es
tabltsliment at the same expense.'
Yes, if snug little establishments were in the
fashion, Charley.'
'She is amiable and intelligent; she must be
economical, because she has always been obliged to
be,' declared Charley, abruptly stopping as if a new
thought struck him.
'Perhaps so--but shall you ho independent
enough to begin in a small way'! in fact, to live
within your means—if you intend to get along in
the world, you must live within your means.
Well it's a pity; said Charley, somewhat dam
ped by the cool inquiries of his friend, 'think what
quiet, charming quarters I might have; I ant hear
tily sick of the ofT-hand, bachelor life we now lead.
What I must I wait till I make a fortune before
I marry 7
Or . be over head and ears in debt,' suggested
Ned.
That I will never do!' exclaimed Scott right
earmstly and it bkto be regretted that every young
man does not nvtlce a similardeterminution with in
dependence and judgment enough to keep it.
Here the two canto to a turn in the street where
they took different directions. Charley bent his
step towards his store and in no merry rived, Ned
not where.
Charles Scott coerce ins counting room Imo shut
the door; the business of the day was over, the
clerks were preparing to leave, al the early shades
of an autumn twilight were fast gathering round.
Bestirred open some dying corkers, then throwing
himself listle,sly into a chair, anti placing his feet
upon the iron fender he soon became wonderfully
absorbed in his own reductions. This was a young
man of domestic taste and excellent habits. Ho
remembered with joy his father's fireside, and all
the sweet sympathies of that deur home elute, of
which he was mice a loved arid loving member.—
They had passed away, and he had long lived upon
the cold bounties of a boarding house. Ifi.s heart
yearned with unspeakable desire for a place to call
his own, with the delighted peculiarities, my wife,'
my fireside, my table.' It does not ap
pear what conclusions Charley came to, or
whether ho came to any at all. Evening
found him at his toilet preparing for a party. Long
before the appointed hour he was ready, and wait
ing the tardy movements of Iris watch. Though
no one now knew better how to fill up niuches of
time with something useful and pleasant, there was
now a restlessness of spirit which refused to be
quieted. lie sallied forth into the street, and after
various turns, at length bent his stepo towards the
Clarks; music and mirth met his ear, and
bright lights streamed from the windows. Making
his greetings to the ladies of the house, and uttering
a fete agreeable truisms to those 'about him, ho
sought among the bevies of fair women ono pretty
maiden named Fanny Day. She bade him a ',lush
ing welcome, which seemed to say 'come hither.'
' He stood aloof in no seeming hurry to seek a place
by her side, already half occupied by another, while
Ins eye discussed with keenest scrutiny, the font
ensemble of Fanny's dress. Conscious of his ear
nest, admiring (!) gaze, Fanny scented to hear the
quick beatings of her own heart, and hope, fear, and
love, came and went, and went mid came, like
smiles and shadow's across her spirit. A new
and splendid silk,' thus ran Charley's thoughts,
that looks extravagant; the bracelet I never saw
before ; I wonder if she is fond of such gewgaws.
What is thatdangling from her hair? a gold pin or
tassel—l should like to know how much it cost;'
not very love-like comments it must be confessed,
but he was looking beyond the betrothed and the
bride, to what signified a great deal more, he was
looking for a help-mate ono for dark days as well
as bright. 'I am afraid sho won't do for me—and
this is her uncle'. house, she will want to live just
so,— something like a sigh escaped him as lie walk
ed away to another part of theroom. Fanny watch
ed his departure, wondering when he would return;
she was sure he would rejoin her by and by; he
always had of late. But no return—had he only
, knew that Fanny's silk was not a new one--nowly
turned and newly fitted, it had been ; by her needle
and her skill, so as to make it quite as good as new
—how prudent and thrifty that Was! had he only
known the bracelet was a gift two years before; and
the gold pin, why it was a decoration borrowed to
please his eye—so Fanny was tint so culpable after
all. I say had Charley known all this, Ire had not
staid away so strangely and coldly all that live long
evening, while Fanny's heart was sinking ;.mourn- I
fully did a tear gather in her eye, as she beheld him
depart, without a parting glance or a farewell word.
L - -Pau. a 4.0 U(Da
Charles Scott was not quite satisfied. Ho real
ly loved Fanny, but he was afraid to marry her. It
was not a sickly sentimental love. He counted the
cost and calculated the chances, albeit love it is said,
understands no arithmetic, and knows no reason.
He had fixed principles of action, and settled rules
to govern his choice of a wife; ho did not mean
that love should laugh him out of them, or blind
him to their value. No, he determined to abide by
them.
Sonic time passed away, and never was man
more devoted to business. Perhaps he dreamed of
Fanny, but he did not visit her.
Behold a gathering of friends, a pleasant little
company. Charles is there, and Fanny too. 110
thought she never looked so charmingly, with her
simple braid of hair, and her modest lawn coloured
dress; there was something sad and reproaching in
her eye, it smote him to the heart--'dear Fanny,
how can she interpret toy coldness!' was the ques
tioning 6f returning, fondness. 4 I mean to see her,
and be frank with her and explain to her all my .
views—if she is a girl of sense, she cannot but ap
prove, if she is not,' such a contingency remained
unprovided fur; an excellent resolution, Charley,
abide by it. It so happened, or was so contrived,
(love's chances 'are not always scrutable) the two
found themselves threading their way along through
the hushed streets at an early hour. Now, for
Charley's resolution—yes, he kept it.
But Fanny,' he continued with remarkable self
possession, oiler a few preliminaries not to be re
peated. I want you to understand exactly my sit
uation, how I intend for the present to live, and
what plans we must pursue. I must live within
my means, and just setting out in life, my means
are necessarily small I ant liable to the business
wodd; we must begin with what we can indepen
dently afford—no dashing out with a borrowed cap
tion with me. You must take allthese into serious
consideration before you answer me. Perhaps yeu
may feel that you cannot. conform to such humble
circumstances. I will not disappoint or deceive
you. At the moment Fanny thought she could de
cide instantly—for she saw only a rose-tinted future.
Now Fanny listened.
Do not decide now, Fanny, think this all over;
was his partira; injmn7tion at the close of this long
walk, during which, thought he laid a great deal
more to and then decide carefully and con
scientiously.'
Fanny Slid think it all over; much t 0."...
new to h..r. T. la, mauled i , ,mutt,he
confessed, had implied to her mind, what it does to
the minds of too many young ladies; gay visions
of wealth awl independence, tieing. everything one
wishes—n lover in the husband, amusement in the
parlor. Fanny belonged to that class of females,
who, without fortune or expectations, had been
brought up amid all the appliances of wealth. She
was an orphan and lived in the family of an uncle.
With a few parlor duties, and none in the kitchen,
she lived an easy dependent life,.floating on society
with untried energies and undeveloped powers.—
Rich men did not seek het : because. rich men generally
seek to increase their wealth wills matrimonial cares;
a poor matt might fear, and justly fear, as did
Charles Scott, because females thus educated often
shrink front the exertions and the cares of house
hold employment ; they are slow in finding out that
hands are made to work with, and they ate apt to
regard labor as a menial service. If young men •
will do as Charles Scott did, frankly unfold to we
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men their real situation and their true interest, ex
plain to them the use and the dignity of labor,
encourage and stimulate exertion, there would be
fewer ill-regulated households and thriftless wives.
Fanny digested the whole matter, weighed it all and
decided.
behold her,not many months afterwards, in her new
home. It was indeed a snug home, full of comforts
and blessings ; there was a pleasant little sitting
room, with sun beams and diniles, with Kiddermins
ter and flog bottoms, unadorned by ottomans or
divans, astral lamps or marble tabled. Her kitchen
too, was near by, where Fanny wan not ashamed to
pass herForning hours.
~ Do nut conic in the morning,' said Fanny, to a
gay acquaintance, 'you will perhaps find. me Ma
king bread or ironing collars.'
' Doing your girl's work ! coati !' exclaimed the
lady dista,terully.'
0, I am my own girl,' replied Fanny boldly,
'with the exception of Nancy Drew, who comes in
when I need her. I can make a soup and roast a
turkey ; and I (1:, my I can teach you, Flora, a
thousand intorc,ling things that you don't know
about.' Flora did nut whAt'to be taught.
really pity Fanny,' said this samo Flora, pas
sing by hor door one,day, weary and dispirited with
the frivolities of a series of fashionablo calls.
Pity ! eho had no need of such pity. Was she
not spreading tho snowy cloth upon her dinner ta
ble, cutting sweet white loavos of her own making,
filching sauce of her own stewing, bringing pies
of her own baking, products of her own skill and
industry ; and did not the hearty '1 ant glad to sco
you Charley,' and her nice broiled steak, quite com
pensate for the perplexities, of his morning busi
ness. Trua, Penny had her trials; the cakes did
somethnes burn and the potatoes h ere not always
done—but then she did not hare the blues—they
swiftly sped away before early rising and ample em
ployment. Site had no time far the yawn of ennui,
nod otter cried out, ' 0, I ant dying for want of
exercise;' her chamber must be cared for, her pan
try looked after, flour to 6,3 sifted. Yes, Palmy un
denlood how to u,e her hands. She woo a prod.
ccr as well as a consumer. What delightful even
ings did they pass together sewing and reading, or
ut a lecture, or enjoying the society of dear friends.
Charley, cheerful and happy in the consciousness
that his receipts exceeded his expenditures, was dis
posed to bopleased with nothing so much as his
wife! and Fanny, rejoiced in the delightful con
sciousness of bearing her burden of family labor and
of oontributing her share to family comforts, enjoy
ing an elasticity of spirit and a vigour of health, of
which the indolent and unoccupied can hardly con
ceive.
More than all this, there were Llessings this fans.
ily could it Tart.
I really cannot afford to do anything,' replied
the anxious mistress of a splendid mansion to a so
licitor in trhalf of a suffering family, I havo so
ninny uses for my money, and I paid away my last
farthing this morning.
It was true; her rose and ice-cream and cutglass
must all be paid for while the poor seamstress to
whom she di,lpay her last farthing that morning, had
been soliciting,hor just dues fur weeks and suffering
in consequence of their long delay.
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'I shall be happy in the privilege ofdoing it,' an
swered Far.ny, cheerfully placing a bill in the hands
of the thankful woman. Yes -and Fanny felt that
the pleasure of having no clothes and costly furni
ture and many servants could be no equivalent to
the satisfaction of being able to, lend timely aid to
the poor, end carrying tho balm of relief to suffering
hearts.
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'Ned how is it with yen!' asked an old friend
whom he unexpectedly met some years afterwards
in the city, 'and where is Charles Scott? fine fel
low—why you are looking welt—l am otFfor the
West.,
? why so ?'
Oh, I can't get along here—hard times—fail
ures—family expenses arc enormous.'
Yon won't do any better at the end,'—be inde
pendent enough to endure one half the privations
here, which you must there, and you will get along
cleverly,' said Ned in his advice giving way.
Yea I dare say--but the fashion there, and
it's not here. I have had a hard time of it aisles We
were boys together,' continued the gentleman
bitterly, ileepless nights,' devising plans to make
two ends meet, and when I could't—why what
could I do; get involved and bear it like a gentle
man—hard Weak.
fellpw, how many arc in the same deplorn
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But tell tr, or Oilarres FlOott, ne CXCialMvu'
dashing away the memories of the pq,st,' good fel
lew—l hope ho 'Jo doing well ?'
Done well ! capitally he has such a wife,' cried
Ned with real relish, a wife worth having—she's
no tax upon her husband—an intelligent refined
woman—with independence enough to begin house
keeping with him in a small, snug economical way
—did her own work, managed her own colleen's
—let him always have ready money enough to caret
all his emergencies, (for emergencies, and pretty try
ing ones, will occur sometimes in the business
world) without teasing it all away upon fashion
and show,—and now,' pursued Ned enthusiastical
ly, why he to the most flourishing, man in the town
--really flourishing—well grounded, and they have
got the best fondly of children I ever saw. After
all, everything, depends upon a wife. Why, I
would get married myself, WI could get another like
Fanny Scott! a great thing for Ned Green to any,
confirmed bachelor as he was.
The old friend sighed, as ho repeated 4 yes ev , ry
thing depends upon a wife.'
THE BARON AND HIS NEPHEW.
iir ISS faiLl).
A noted German baron was this Adolphe Van
Helmeted. 4 kind hearted, merry little loan, who
laughed from morning till night, and whose mirth
was so contagious that all within the sound and in
flounce of it laughed Mo. The baron had a fair
castle, with deep, thick: woods surrounding it, and
he weld stand en a high hill near, and all the land
which his eye took in, was the Baron Von Helm
stes own. Scores of horses stamped in his sta
bles, hundreds of hounds roamed through- his
grounds, and the baron's purer was as deep, full
and us unfathomable, as Rosalind declareth the
Boy of Biscay. There was no wife to sound her
shrill pipes in his car, there were no children to
tear and rend Ida heart. No! a happy, care-free
bachelor was he, and such would he have lived,
and so diet, smoking his pipe on the cushion of
contentment, and at last lying quietly and peace
fully in his grave as all his fathers did, had it not
been for a certain Ernest Von Helmeted, who
had the honor to be—the baron's nephew.
Now this nephew Ernest was certainly not the
kind of character that appears on the stage its no
vels, romances and such-like in a martial swagger
ing attitude,- breaking &titer's, guardian's and lo
ving kinsmen's hearts. Dame Margery, the cros
nest of women, *ha held the house-keeping keys
at the castle, lifted up her handl and eyes at the
mention of his natne, and declared— , A kind,
sweet spoken, civil gentleman is master Earnest
Von Hohnsted.' Many a' gentle, pretty maiden
had rested her bright eyes appriningly upon him,
sighed end murmured—' A right handsome ,
noble, gallant-looking youth is Master Ernest Von
Helmeted.' The ruling authorities at divers uni
versities, all had written— , Brave, strong -hearted.
wise and learned, en honer to hia blood and race,
is Abater Ernest Von Hehnsted.' And the baron,
as he was suffered to win game after gnaw of
backgatmnon in the lone winter evening., mid the
baron as ho listened to many conceits and quaint
old stories, and the baron as he held the strong aria
which night after night made ascent up the old
staircase envy, acknowledged with tears in his eyes
and a swelling at his heart—' A kind, gentle loving
nephew is this nephew of mine, this Ernest Von
Heisted.'
And yet this same Ernest was the thorn in
the merry old genleman's flesh, which checked the
sound of his laughter for full half an hour at a
time, and composed his countenance to a most sad
and melancholy aspect, while the cloud of blue
smoke floated in fantastic, dreamy wreaths
around his head. All this--because the worship
ful Master Ernest. totally refused to enter the holy
state of matrimony; would as soon have beheld
his satanic majesty as anything in the shape of a
petticoat and crossed himself' involuntarily, when
ever he chanced to encounter a•pair of dark mel
ting 'brim The reason for which remarkable obli
quity in Master Ernest being: First, he was dis
tressingly modest and diffident; Second and lastly,
ho was somewhat indolent, somewhat melancholy,
and loved nothing better than roasting through the
woods, peopling every tree with hamadryads and
fawns, and dreaming of fairies and myaterions in
fluences, with perhaps pale, slender, willowy Iv
roines, half-moon, half-vapor, with not n sensation
in common with the vanity-given maidens, of this
vanity-loving world.
The Baron Von Hehnsted talked, and the Ba
ron Von Helmsted swore, and exerted all the elo
quence nature had given him-which,sooth to say,was
not a superabundant quantity—and all to no pur
pose. His nephew listened—at first with amaze
ment, then with weariness, and at length, after two
or three years had passed and the lectures were
not discontinued, grew horribly indignant thereat,
and would rusts forth into the woods to escape
where, with his nymps and dryads, he soon got
calm again. At length the baron hit upon a des
perate expedient. Ito applied to a female relative,
and she, with some three or four damsels, (to give
Master Ernest a fur &Id for choice) came and
took up her abode at the castle.
Heavens! What a seige the poor baron had.
Dame Margery went almost frantic with rage at
this unheard of innovation on her territories, and 1
her delectable voice sounded in his car from morn
ing
till night. The ladies, too, with.their maid s
ri;entira, au'd thoLe..fejwyl:.;ot :
thetr airs and their miandries, turned the old house
topsy-turvy, and confusion reigned from one end to
the other thereof. As for master Ernest, who was the
prime cause and mover, although the most unwit
ting and innocent one, of all this hubbub--Master
Ernest entirely evacuated the premises and fled to
the woods, where he took up his abode with Ids
fawns and nymphs and satyrs.
At length the female relative and her retinue, per.
ceiving how useless it was, grow weary of the old
castle, and the poor baron could not repress a sigh
of relief as the gates closed upon them one fair
summer's morning. Dig nephew returned, the
cross housekeeper was amiable, and the Baron Von
Helmeted, for a time appeared to surrender himself
to an inevitable destiny. But again Ito evinced
signs of restlessness; again Ito appeared on the one
of a great undertaking—and so he was; for the
Baron Von Helmsted, who had resided peacefully
and contentedly on his territories for the last thirty
years, as a wise man should, was absolutely going
a journey. Again did Dame Margery lift up her
itands and eyes, and this time she exclaimed, the
Baron Von Helmeted is certainly bewitched.'
As for the Baron, ho went away. A month
passed ; then two or three, when some workmen
cone, despatched by his orders, to model and renew
one enthe side of his castle. And then, when
numberless tasteful fairy-like apartments had been
prepared, the most exquisite and recherche furni.
turc in the world arrived to occupy and adorn
them.
A letter reached the castle in which Ernest, to
his intense astonishment and infinite merriment,
learned that his uncle, failing in his attempt to in
duce hint to enter the holy state, had been driven
to it himself, and would ho there with his bride on
the morrow. Ernest was amused at the evident
embarrassment which peeped out from every part
of the worldly old baron's letter, the idea of the
whole matter was infinitely ludicrous to hint, and
he laughed, where most young gentlemen would
have sworn, for Ernest Von Helmeted was to have
been his uncle's heir.
The morrow came, the noon, the night—bright
ly the tires gleamed, brightly the lights flashed,
and amid ruin, storm and tempest a carriage
dashed violently up to the door; it won the Baron
Von Helmeted, and the Baron Von Helmeted'.
bride. Ernest had for some reason or other pic
tured the lady as a tall, gaunt, bony-looking woman,
OR the shady aid., of fifty, as entire a contrast to his
uncle as could possibly be conceived. As she
stood enveloped in her cloak and muffling.; he saw
that alto was quite small, and a little withered, mea
gre visage presented itself to his fancy. Off the
coverings and disguise fell, and, stepping from among
them, shaking some lovely fair golden curls front
her largo blue eyes, stood a petite, etherial, fairy
titre, looking much more like ran angel, than any
creature of mortal mould. Never was three such
a snowy skin, such faultless features, ouch a perfect
tout cnsamble, ac had Florian, the Barest Von
Helmeted's little bride. As he beheld the intense
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astonishment which was depicted on his nephews. 4
vissage, the little Gellllan Boron, with his hands on
his sides and his mouth elongated to a most alarm
ing extent, laughed so long, so loud, and se merrily,
that the roof of the old cantle rang again; and
such was the contagion of his mirth, that the little
bride, with a sweet, ringing delicious cannel, wal
fain to join therein. Then she bounded to Om
fire, and ensconcing herself in a large arm-chair .
chatted till late that night as fast Ile her little Mod,
could move, at the German Baron, note at his nc.
phew, while ever and noon from her lovely lips
broke the same musical laughter. In good Booth
it was a pretty picture, as she sat, the charraing
lace emerging from its shower of golden locks.
with its sweet sunny eyes, rose thinned cheek.; and
rich exquisite lips parted and embellished by alter
nate smiles and dimples—now holding up one little
foot to the bright blaze, and anon the other, while
her lovely hands, in the earnestness oilier diaeounie
were scmetimes clasped, then thrown up, diet' deny,
and in all and every direction, looking fu a il the
world like flakes of snow, lined with rose leaver.
It was a pretty picture, I say—so thatillA the Ger
man Baron, and an, I wren nephew; fur instead
of visions of pole, shadowy, grief•bound maiden , .
wringing their long hair, and waving their whit,•
bands, which were. wont to recreate his slumber. he
mud the large bright eyes and bewitching figure ct
his uncle's little wife.
Months dart, The delicate, potted, lovely link
lady, was ensconced in the bijoux of apartments
prepared for her reception, meet for so fair n gent
and worked so great a change in the whole hous
hold as had never been worked in a crony old earth:
lictlire. She was like a gleam of sunshine ; she was
like a hidden strain of music; she. was everything
most sweet, cheering and charming. Ender her
influence, Dome Margery waxed kind and beei g .
rant, the careless servants neat, the baron infinitely
merrier than of yore, and as for his nephew, lie wsa
at the Sarno time most happy and most . miaciable.
Pleasantly passed the dark, gloomy winter dap ;
fleetly the lone lingering summer ours: and the bn
tan discovered that it was a mighty egreeable thing
to have a lovely head peeping over his shoulders
and a soft voice sonneting in his ear as he smoked;
and his nephew to be greeted always with a bright
smile and a merry welcome on his return from a
lonely'peregiination through the mooed:, was a con
summationanost ardently to lied esireil,e - PreY
yen the German baron recover antic his senses, for
his nephew is fast losing... o6 F ii.,,,ession of hi,
There
flan..,.recertin h ly ,,,n w . iI,
as i nz n, r
ir at::
s t more d : n
little
Instead
! of immuring hi, bride in her own f.dr bower, writing
1 on her himself, and allowing her eyes to mat on
none other than his comfortable countenance, lie
permitted the handsome nephew to walk with her,
ride with her, read with her, and sing with her, till
that nephew loved her more ardently rind devotedly
than was ever little aunty, who had escaped the af
fections of a wealthy uncle, loved before. But Er.
nest Von Helnisted was a noble and honorable youth
and wronged not the trusting tender confidence of
his uncle, nor the child-like simplicity of his
wife; and after wrestling with his affections in vain,
Ito determined to bid adieu for ever to the happy
old castle. Frankly and honestly did he declare ell
to his uncle; and never was there such a burst of
indignation, never ouch a torrent of abuse and vitu
peration from a worthy old baron before. He cut
short all Ernest'a protestations, he smothered all his
appeals, and swore if his nephew was not married
and disposed of within the course of an hour, that
nephew should never leave the castle alive. Poor
Ernest did not resist, for he was aliocked and over
whelmeth—From whence the bride was to come
was a matter of perfect indifference to him—wether
Dame Margery, or 0110 of the village maidens, wed.
ded the heir of Castle Von Minuted, it moved him
not. The baron almost drove him before him into
the chapel, and quietly and demurely by the baron's
side walked his little bewitching helpmate. Strange
to say, when they arrived before the altar, she wan
the only feminine object to be seen; and stranger
still, she stood by the side of neater Ernest, and,
after he had perforated his part in the pageant,
tremblingly vowed to he his wife. She the Baron
Von Helmsted's little spouse. How the old Ger
man baron laughed, and how he roared, till the
earth shook and the roof rang, it would be impos,i
ble to tell, for it was all a ruse of the cunning old
baron's to lure his nephew to matrimony. And et
charming, as sweet, as loving a wife did Floris-,
make for the old German baron's nephew, as she eve:
pretended to make for the kind, merry old baron..
No Catharine, said Patrick to hia witb, you u ,
ver catch a lie coaling out of my mouth. -
You may well say that, replied Kate, far they
fly out so fast that nobody can catch cm.
A gentleman dined one day with a dull preacher.
Dinner was scarcely over beforo the gentleman fell
asleep; but was wakened by the divine. and hut
to go and hear him pre 'ch. • I brAereh yon air, t,
excuse can sleep vory well where I am,
said the guest.
.My 'spected ',retire.," said a renrriddr !uoltint
pr,i, o r El io Ethiopian nice, .4 hicamt am dry dot
, apects notitin, fur dry nint gwine to he Jiml
$-
pointed. '
A modcot child, when rover - ea with beet gTaiy
is ton sarrey to be plensant."
TU.; won't do—gravy isnot sart.r.--AA your
mann if it is.
Vet an awful state of augpenmr.' ns the fellow
said, yen lie yea hanging by tha nary,