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IDLE WORDS. . f
0 idle words!
Why will ye never die,
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But float forever in the sky, . i
Dimming the stars that shine in memory, !
Destroying hope and causing love' from earth
111-omened 'birds. [to flee,'
0 idle words!
Preying upon the heart, -
Leaving with wounds a deadly smart;
Expiring breath that taints the very air,
Will ye forever leave your victims to despair?
Ilhomened
0 idle words !
}Jon many are the tears
That ye have caused to flow: the fears
Ye have begot and made tomoutitains grow,
Crnshing the innocent beneath n weight of wo,
111-omeneti birls.
0 idle-words!
Your flight is ever on.
•
In heaven darkening tire sun ;
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By wearying journeyingi without &d ay,
To woad your dreary way unto theAdgment
111-me:led birds. [day,
—Knickerlocker, ifarch.
Come to my bedilde, mother :
List! there's an angel band
Singing, in low sweet voices,
Songs of the peaceful land.
List to their soft, notes 'sighing— - i
Lulling me to my sleep— '
Farewell! but repeat it softly,
Else might the singers weep.
Grief might silence their tones so sweet—
And the song is so lovely—" We part to Meet!"
The waves were singing on the shore;
We heard nothing—nothing Mori,
i
Pass your hand over my brow'
Cold fingers press rut- eyes;
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The light is fading slowly
From the summer skies;
The tender flowers are trembling,
Cold winds begin to moan
O'er that pathway dreary-
Where I must walk alone!
Alone. upon the pathway wide,
And you arc not by Ida's side.
We see no path—'tis warm and
mild—
No fingers press your eyes, my child.
Mother, their songs again I hear,
Like echoes softly sounding!
Come .with use to that radiant light
O'er the cold and storm abounding.
A pathway more genial and pleasant
Seems opening to my view—
And
beautiful. white-winged angels,
Now beckon me there from you.
Their friendly hands will guide me there ;
"Come, tender lamb I plainly hear.
We saw,no path. we heard no Sound.
But Ida sleeps 'lleath a rassy Mound !
eiwirt
Skipper George's Story.
A 2nuch{ny Adeenture on the Coast of!
.Nenfoundland.
[The following stony we extract from .a
new novel, entitled, "The New Priest in
Conception Bay," in Two V 01.4.. Price,
$1.75; published by Messrs. 'Phillips,
Sampson and Co., Boston. The author:
ship of the work is attributed',' to Robt.
T. S. Lowell, brother of the Poet Lokvell.
Skipper George's Story is but one of the
many similar gems with whi - ch 'the' work
abOtinds. The poetic grace of the style,
and the absorbing interest of the story are
highly pleasing.]
MEE=
"You have the best lookout ii 3 the
neighLorhood," said Mr. Debree, walking
to the spot on which Skipper George had
been standing and looking abroad from it,
'.''This tree didn't, grow here," Said he,
looking up at the grey trunk glistening
in the - 'moonlight.
"No sir; i t MS set there," said the
fisherman.
"Is it a landmark ?"
"'ls, sir, it may be, in a manner; but
not for s'ilun on those waters. 'IP was set
there when riches was taken aw'y: Riches
came again, but 't was lased, for 'e'd larn
ed pait - ly how to value riches."e
The gentleman looked, as the Moon
light showed, interestedly at the speaker;
" Another story with a lesson in it ?" he
said. "If it were not for keeping you
out so late, I would ask you to do me the
favor of telling it."
" Ay, sir," said Skipper George? "I
said there were many lessons sent us.—
This one cowed nearer to me again than
the tother.—". hope I've lamed somethun
by that story! Fishermn don't heed
night hours much; but it's late for yon as
well, sir. Hubbe 'ee'd pla'Se to walk in
side a bit?" he asked, with modest ur
gency, "It's a short story, only a heavy
one!" •
"Another time, perhaps,"; said the
strange gentleman ; "not now, if 3411'11 ex
cuse me; but if it wouldn't be too much
trouble I would thank you for it where
we are. One hoar. or another is much
the same to me."
At the first words of this answer, Skip
per George turned a look of surprise' at
the stranger, and when the latter had fin
ished speaking, asked,
hebol - e0 fo flea biricipiq of INN f oi a ii)e; issehligqiioq of YohlitD, ite.rafgra an 3 ffelos.
- COUDERSPORT, POTTER COUNTY, PA.,, THURSDAY, MARCH 3, 1859
COME!
BY "W. A. D."
"Be'ee stunt' hereabouts, then, sir?"
Perhaps he may have thought it strange
that one who looked so like a clergyman
should be staving for any length of time
in the neighborhood, without being bet
ter known.
a I am a clergyman," said thee gentle
man, frankly; hut not of your church;
and I don't feel free until I'm better
knOwn."
Sltipper George apparently weighed the
answer. lie did not urge his invitation;
but:his open face became clear and kind
ly ag ever.
"Then, sir," Said he, "cf 'ee'd plaso to
be seated here, I'd - tell the -story. I know
it
Before beginning it the fisherman. cast
a Ida at his house. and then gazed awhile
open the restless waves which here glanc
ed witn the gleam of treacherous eyes,
and then were dark as death.
"lie 'cc mind about ten years ago, iu
Newfoundland, six ?" began Skipper
George, turning his steady eyes to his
hearer, and speaking as if the date or the
years since the date had been painful to
him; "the hard year that was when they
had the 'rails,' they called em ? "
"Yes ; !though I was iu England at the
time, I lqiuw pretty well what happened
in NewfoUndland. It was a sad time."
‘" Ay, sir, 't was a sad time. Many
people suffered; some wanted food, and
more agen got broken in spirit, (and that's
bad for a man,) and some got lawless like.
'T was a sad time indeed I." Skipper
George, having lingered thus before his
tale, began it abruptly : 't was
on the sixteenth day of Jauuary—a
Thursday 't was—l was acomuu- down
Backside from the Cosh, hauling a elide
,load - o' timber, an' my youngest son wi'
I me. It had abeen a fine day, first goun
loff (for a winter's day,) wi' just a flurry
o' snow now and aged, and a deal o' snow
on the-ground, tull about afternoon it be
gan to blow from about west, and by nothe,
or thereaway, heavy and thick, an' grow
un heavier an' heavier, an bitter cold.-
011 ; ! 't was bitter cold ! We didn't say
much together, George an' I, but we got
alon ,, so fast as ever we could. 'T was
laboui an hour or two before night, limb
be; and: George says to me, 'Let's lave
the slide, father! ' - 'T. wasn' but we could
ha kep'lon wi' it, though 't was tarrible
cold, hard work; but 't was sowethun else !
" So we turned the slide out o' the way
and. laved her, and coined on. 'T was
.
1 blowun gales up over Backside; we could
sca'ce keep our feet ; an' -I bard somethun
Ilike a voice —I suppose I was thinkun
voices—an' I brought right up into the
wind. 'T was just like temp at sea, in a
manner, and a craft drivin' right across
Mir wake, an' would ha' been out o' sight
ap' heatun. in a minute. Then I kno,wed
I b'y the :sound 't was the Minister--(we
ditl'n have e'er a reverend gentleman of
{Mit own in the days; but 'e lived over in
Sandy Harbor and frd nose to go ail mum.
thd Bay.) We could t•cieee bide togeth
er,
but I was proper glad to meet un, (for
la Minister's a comfort. 'e know sir ; ) an:'e
said, nilburl !I out ?"There's two o'
brkither Izik's orphans,-sir, I'm afcard, and
others along wi'em,' I said. Su 'e said,
'God help them ! Where are your two
other bdys. James and Maunsell l'"Along
wi' brother Izik's two,' I said. 'l' was
blowun 'terrible hard, and cold, and thick;
and the minister- turned wi' us, and we
coined up, ploddun through the driftuti
snow. and over the rudge. When we
opened the door, first, the mother thought
there were four of us; and so she said,
'James fur we were all snowed over ;
1 but she Said there was only three, and
.t was the minister wi• us two. So she
ibegged his pardon, and told un our poor
1 boys were out agunniin, an she was an
'old punt they had. We were all stand
un (for we didn't think o' nawthin but
the boys) when two corned into the door,
all white wi' snow. 'T wasn' they two,
' sir, but 't was my nevy Jessee and anoth
er. 'Have u't they coined ?"e
Dear, what's keepun they ? !
"Jessee had abin out, too, wi' Izik
Maffeenl and Zippity Merchant; and they
were over to back-side o' Sandy Harbor
together; on'y our poor young men were
about three parts of a mile further down,
mubbe. So, when it corned on to blow;
Jessee and his crew made straight for
Back Cove and got in, though they were
weak-liauded, for one had hutted his
hand-wrist—and so, in about three hourS,
they, got round by land ; and theught s the
taller poor felloWs would do sop
'What can us do Uncle Georgie ?"e said;•
for he's ,a proper true-hearted man, sir,
and '6 was Winos' cryun. 'First,we can
pray,‘: said the minister ; and so he said
a prayer. I make no doubt I was think-,
inn too much over the poor young fellows;'
and the wind made a tarrible great bel
lowing down the chimley and all round
the house, and so I was rather aw'y from
it more an'd I ought. Then the Minis
ter and Jessee and I started out. My
mistress didn' want ine to *go ; but I
Lcouldif bide; and so, afore we'd made
much w'y up harbor agen the wind and
growlin dark, (though 't wasn' snowun,)
c Met a man comun from tother side,
Abram Frank; and 'é said last that was
seen of our four was, they were pullun in
for Hobbi's Hole, and then soniethun
seemed to give way like, wi' one of .em
rowun, and then they gave over and put
her am/ before the wind, and so as long
as they could see_ anything of 'em, one
was standup up scullun
,astern. (That
was my James, sir l")
A very long, gently breathed sigh here
made itself heard to the deep bush, and
as Mr. Debree turned, he saw the, sweet
face of Skipper George's daughter turned
up to her father, with tears swimming in
both eyes and glistening on her cheek.,
She had come up behind, and no,W pos
sessed herself quietly of her father's hand.
" So.we turned back, and the minister
wi' us, ('t was a cruel night to be out ino
and the wind almost took and lifted us,
and sot us down by the foot o' the path
over the rudge; but'-when we giit atop
here, and it corned - athwart, it brmight us
alikdown kneelun; and we could scarce
get over to the door. The poor mother
got.up from the chimley-corner and came
forward, but she needle ask any-thin';
and ,there was a pretty young thin'7.., by
the fire, (this girl was a little thing, asleep.
but there was a pretty young thincl there)
that never got up or looked round;ft was
dilly Ressle, that was troth-plight .to
James. They was to have open Married
in a week, ef the Lord willed; and 't was
for 'e's i house we were drawan Out_ the
timber. I She just rocked herselfon the
bench. She's gone, leug enough Ago,
now sir!
"So the Minister took the Book and
read a bit. I heard no and I didn't hear
un ; for:I was aw'y out upon the stormy
waters wi' the poor young men. Oh, what
a night it was ! it's no use ! blowun and
bellowun and freezun, and ice all along
shore to leeward !
" Well, then, sir,. about two hours o'
night there coined a lull, and then. there
was a push or shake at the door, and
another—and another—and another-Kso
it was, we all thought,) and then the door
banged open.—'T was nawthing but cold
blasts coined in, and then a lull agen for
a second or two. So I: shut to the doer;
and the poor mother broke out acryun, and
poor dilly fell over and slipped right
down upon the hearthstone. We had a
heavy time of it that night, sir ;•but when
the door banged open that time, this child,
that was a little thing then, lyun opon
dig' bench sleepun, made a suart of gurgle
like, when the first sound cowed to the
door, and when the flaws o' wind comet!
in she smiled, and smiled agen, and laugh
ed as ef a body m'y be sayun pooty things
to her in d'y time. Jesse sid it, and
plucked me by the coatsleeve, and I sid
it, too.
"Well, sir, night "passed ; 'ee may be
sure we didn' sleep much on'y cat naps ;
and once or twice I failed into a kind of
dwall, :and started, thinkun they was
speakun to me.—Mornuu,comed slow and
cold, Colder than night. So the neigh
bors -cowed in 'at mornun, and sat by ;
and, now and agen One 'Mild say they were
tine young men; and after a bit another,'
'd say James was a brave heart, and how
he -saved a- boat's crew three years ago,
seullun them into B'y llarbor ; and so
they said how he began, to teach in Sun
day School Sunday before ; and how
brave ‘e was when they sid the last of un
sculluu awy round the point and over
e b'y, for t' other side, or for Belle-Isle,
or some place to leeward. So they said '
James 'could take 'em safe, plase God, and
we'd hear of 'em some place over the b'y
in a d'y or two.—Then they said they
wondered ef the young men' could keep,
from freezun their hands, and said meb
be they wouldn' git touched, for they was
all well-clothed, and James 'ould keep up
their spirits, and brother Izik's little
George was a merry boy, and a great play
game for the rest; and my illaunsell and
tother cousin, John, were steady
young men, and wouldn'' give -up very
easy; but they were both quiet,and look
ed up to James, though John was a good
bit older.
" Wall, sir; the day went on, cold,'cold
an' blowup heavy, an' the water black-an'
white; wi' white shores, an' slob-ice all
along; an' more, agen, an' heavier, to lee
ward, sartenly. We could n' stir hand
or foot that day, nor next; but the Lord's
day came in softer, an' we got a good
crew an' a stout punt to sarch for the four
poor boys that had been three days a this
sun, and old Mr. Williamson, the clerk
that is now, sir, made a prayer over
.us
before we laved. When we came to put
off, they left me standun ; I make no doubt
but Jesse maned to spare me; but I call
ed un back for I said, why should I be
settun wi my hands -folded, or walking
about, lookun out over . the water, and I
way just as well be down somethun like
a father for my sons an' for my brOthers
orphans?
" We made for 'Bread Cove; for so we
thought the wind would ha' driven the
poor young fellows a-Thursday ; but we
couldn' get into Broad Cove, for the slob
an' cakes of ice. The shore looked ter
rible cruel !"
Skipper George sate thoughtful_a mo
ment, and then began .again.
At. Portal Cove," he continued,
looking over the Water, "they didn' knoW
about e'er a punt; an' no more they didn'
at-Broad Cove, nor Holly-Rood; for
staid three days; an' walked' an' sarched
all over. An' so, a Thrirsdly.morn agnn
we corned back home ;--'t N!itl.4 cold, .brit
still. So when we corned round Peter.'
port Point, (that'S it over at the outside
o' Blazun Head, yonder,)' every -'man,
a'most, looked over his .shoulder, thrinkun '
mubbe they'rlget in; but 't wash,
They hada' come, nor they hadn' been
hard from. ,So my mistress; an' Milly,
an' George, an' I, an' this maid kneeled
down after Pd told 'em how. 't was, and
prayed to the good Lord. 1
" An' so we wai ed, didn' hear from
the four poor boys, not for good many
days."
Skipper George stopped here again for
a while.
'" Await, sir, then' there corned word
over that some men bad abin found at;.
Broad Cove !—it wasn, known who they,
were; hut we 'mowed. So they got Mr.
Worrier's boat, and a crew of 'em . went
round, and Skipper 'Enery Bessie, an&
Skipper Izik Bessie, (that was dilly's fa
ther,) and Skipper Izik Merchant, (he
was n' Skipper . then, however,) but a
Luny friends good in her—l couldn' go
that time sir.
"'T was about sun-go:down she corned
in. Never a word nor a, sounds She
looked black seemunly; and no colors nor
flag. was they ! Sure enough 't was
they !
" A man had sid a punt all covered
wi' ice and hauled her up ; and when 'he
comed . to clear away the ice, there was a
man, seemuly, in the for'ard part! hle
called. the neighbors; and sure enough,
there 'e was, and another one along wi'
un; • and both seemunly a-kneeluo and
leantm over the for'ard th'art. They
were the two brothers, 'John and little
George, frozen stiff, and two arms locked
together!: They. died pr'yun i sir, most
likely; so it seemed. They were good
lads,
sir, and they knowed their God !
"So, the; they thought these wasn'
no more—."
The fisherman here made a longer pause,
and getting up from his seat, said, °'I•ll
be back after a bit, sir; " - and walking
away from Mr. Debree and his daughter,
stood for a little - while With his back to
ward them and his head bare.
The maiden bent her gentle face upon
her knee within- her two hands. The
moonlight glossed her rich black hair,
glanced from' her white cap, and gave
grace to her bended neck. At the first
motion of her
. father to turn -about, she
rose to her feet and awaited him. Upon
him too—on- his head, bared of its hair,
above, on his broad, manly front, and on
his steady rye—the moonlight fell beau
tifully. Mr. Debree rose, also to writ
for him.
• Skipper George came back and took up
his broken story.
" Bumbyc, sir, when they corned to
the after part of the boat, there they found
a young man lyuu in the starn-sheets, wi'
no coat, and his—and his—his poor, lov
un arm under his brother's neck ; —and
the tother had the jacket rolled up fur a
pillow under his head, and I suppose he
died there, sleepun upon the jacket, that
his brother rolled up for un."
The voice of the father was very ten
der and touching; but he did not give
way to tears.
" So ' that young man had done his part and sculled 'ern safe right along wi'
the tarrible cruel gale, aw,y over a twen.,
ty miles or more, to a safe cove, and his
hand-wrists were all worn aw'y wi' Work
un at the oar ; —but he never thought of
a cruel gate of ice right afore the cove :
and so we made no doubt when he found
that, in dark night, and found he could n'
get through, nor he could n' walk over.,
then he gave hisself up to his God, ar(i
put his tired arm round his brother; mid
sb there they were, sir, in short after th 4,
(it couldln‘ ha' been long,) there were
four dead men in their boat, awaitun, out-1
side o' Broad Cove, tall some one 'ould
come and take their pOor bodies, and strip
aw'y the ice from 'efn and put 'em in the
ground, that comes more in a
manner, sir !
"They did n' find e'er oar, Whatever
become(' of 'em, but they found their poor
guns, and the two orphans had their names,
cut, 'John - Barbary,' and ',George Bar
bury,' and one of 'em had ' Pet—, 7 for
Peterport, - and could' cut no more, - for
cold and death.
"'There was three guns cut; and one
had 'James Barb—,' that poor Maunsell
must ha' eat, poor ellow, afore the dead
ly cold killed un. So the kind people
that found the poor boys, they thought
James was a respectable young man, and
when they came to lay 'em out, in the
school-house, (they were proper kind, sir,)
they put a ruffle shirt on him o' Jinn.
"So x sir, the Minister corned over and
buried the dead. Four coffins were laid
along the aisle r wi' a white sheet over
every one, because we had a' palls: James
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and Maunsell, of .George, and John and
little George, of Izik ; and we put two .
brothers in one grave, and two brothers: -
in another; side by side, and covered theta I
" There , was two thousand at the'fdrie-'
ral ; and when the minister could n'-help:
cryun, so-I. think a'iuo.st every one cryed,'-i
as of !tyres their own ; and so we hard peo-
ple that lived on Kelley's Island, hare
singun goon by in thedark, like.chantunz
we have in church. ,They. said 'twas
beautiful, comun up (an' dyun away wi.
the wind. It's very like,,sir, as Paul and
Silas iiang in prison,, so they Sang in
storm 1! -
" Then Milly, poor tbmg, that noire':
goed back to her father's house, toOkr a
cold at the funeral, seetuunlY, and She
h'ed in James' bed a three weeks after !
She was out of her mind,, too, poor thing !"
After another silencet in which Skip
per George gazed upon ithe restless deep,
he said,
" I brought home veil me the best stick
from the timber, and laved the rest, and
no one-ever tmehed iti'and there it staid..
So next winter, sir, my tether poor young
man died in the woods' o' masles, (thank
God !—sve never had to move in till I lost
my fine boys,) and the next sixteen' day
of january I set up my pillar as Jacob set
his pillar, and this is [ my pillar, sir. r
said the Lord gived, and the Lord' have
tookt away ;—Blessedlbe the name of the
Lord. All the riches I had I. thought
.twas gone."
t• You said riches came again," said Mr.
Debree, deeply interested and affected.
" -Ay„sir. My maid is gone bdck to
the house I can' tell 'ee what she is, sir;
—There's plenty, in the harbor will speak
o' Lucy Barbary, sir. , I hope 'ee'll ex
cuse me for keepin 'ee so late." -
" I thank you with all my heart, for
that beautiful story," said Mr. Debree,
shaking the fisherman's hand. " Good
night Skipper George,! You have learn
ed me a lesson, indeed, and, with God's
grace, it shalldo me good. It is a noble
le.sson !"
" The Lord showed me where to find
it in my Bible and my pryer book, sir..
I wish 'ee a good eveun, sir."
AN AFFECTING INCIDENT.--Recently,
a small lad not apparently, over ten years :of
age, knocked at the offtee door of the jail, and
asked permission of Mr. McLean to visit his
father who was confined within. HiS form
was slight and fragile, and but illy defended
from the - cold by a few Scanty rags. Poverty
was depicted in every feature—his cheeks hol
low and, wan, as if the very hues of life bad
forsakenthein. The request was acceded, and
passing through the outer entrance he paused
before the ponderous grated door within,:and
extending his hand through the opening be
tween the iron bars, addressed one of the mot- ,
ley group shut up within as "Father." The
lad deeply felt for the parent's disgrace, and
casting his eyes downward, remained for Si_
length of time fixed and as immovable as a
statue—and only aroused by him within ask
ing, in a gruff voice," What do you want? "
Starting up, but still holding on to the hand,
the lad - said in sweet but almost heart-broken
accent • "Father, Mother's dead." The word's
acted like a charm-=the criminal toss sudden,
ly transformed to a loving husband and father ;
his head sank upon his bosom, and he realized
in a moment his degraded situation. Tears
thick and fast—the first, perhaps, for many
year—flowed down his cheek, and turning
about motioned his boy away. Sorrowfully
the lad left the jail to wander back,. to keep
alone through the night a weary vigil by Vac:
side of his mother'S corpse.—Cineianatipaper.
THERE are many professing Christians •
who are secretly vexed, on account of the
charity they have to bestow, and the self
denial they have to use. If instead of
the smooth prayers which they do
. pray,
they would speak out the things which
they really feel, they would say, when they'
e:o home at, night, " o Lord, I meta poor
wretch of yours to-day, a miserable, un-'
washed brat, and I gave him a sixpence,
and I have been sorry for it e7er since; or,
0 Lord, if I had not signed those articles
of faith, I might'have gone to, the theatre
this evening. Your ;religion deprives me
of a great deal of comfort, but I mein to .
stick to it. There's no other way of get
ting into . Heaven, I suppose." The soon
er such men' are out of the church the
better.—Beecher.
PRESIDENT BDCIIANAN used no tobac
co, General Cass drinks no " Bourben,"'
Senator Douglas uses no pepper , ,' and the
Postmaster-General eats but two meals a
day. N. P. Willis I cuts his own 'hair,
hair,
Caleb Cushing shaves himself and wears
no beard, Rufus' Choate and Henry Ward
Beecher are dearlevers of coffee; E: R.
Whipple rarely breakfasts before. ten,
he begins business at eight; Edward Ev.
erett writes his exteinporaneoui address
es ; Ralph Waldo Emerson . often dines
at Parker's, but rarely takes wine; Long
fellow smokes a tneerchaum. The small
est-sized poet in America is Holmes, the
best looking one Fields, and, the biggest
one Pike, of Arkanas.—G.,ason.
IT is reported that Dan Moe has offer
ed to contribute about $20,000 to the:
Mount Vernon Fund, provided the Hon.
Edward Everett consents to travel with'
his circus for a single season in the cape.,
ity of a clown.