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VOL. 8.
I OWE NO MAN A DOLLAR.
BY CHARLES P. ARIBAS
Oh, do not envy, my own dear wife!
The wealth of our next door neighbor,
But bid me still to be stout of heart,
And cheerfully follow my labour.
You must know, the last of those little debts
That have been our lingering sorrow,
Is paid this night! So we'll both go forth,
With happier hearts to-morrow.
Oh, the debtdr is but a shame-faced dog,
With the creditor's name on the collar;
While I'm a king and you are a queen,
For we owe no man a dollar
Otir neighbour you saw in his coach to-day,
With his wife and his flaunting daughter,
While we sat down at our coverless board,
To a crust and a cup of water.
I saw that the tear-drop stood in your eye,
Though you tried your best to conceal it— .
I knew that the contrast reached your heart,
And you could not help but feel it;
But knowing now that our scanty fare
Has freed my neck from the collar,
You'll join my laugh, and help me shout,
That we owe no man a dollar!
This neighbor, whose show has dazzled your
eyes,
In fact, is a wretched debtor;
I pity him oft from my very heart,
And I wish that his lot were better.
Why, the man is the veriest slave alive,
For his dashing wife and daughter
Will live in style, though ruin should come—
So he goes like a lamb to the slaugkter ;
But he feels it the tighter every day,
That terrible debtor's collar
Oh, what would he give could lie say with us,
That he owed no man a dollar I
You seem amazed, but tell you more;
Within two hours I met him
Sneaking away with a frightened air,
As if a fiend had beset him ;
Yet he fled from a very worthy man,
Whom I met with the greatest pleasure—
Whom I called by name, and forced to stop,
Though he said he was not at leisure.
He held my last note ! so I held him fast,
Till he freed my neck from the collar;
Then I shook his hand as I proudly said,
" Now, I owe no man a dollar!"
Ah I now you smile, for you feel the force
Of the truths I have been repeating ;
I knew that a downright honest heart
In that gentle breast was beating!
To-morrow rise, with a giant's strength,
To follow my daily labour
But, ere we sleep, let us humbly pray
For our wretched Znext-door neighbor;
And we'll pray for the time when all shall be
free
From the weight of the
ten the poorest will lift his,
' Now, I owe no man a dolhii
(1 1 htor's collar--
z voice and cry,
If)
LITTLE CARLIN
A. STORY OF REAL LIFE
The cold, gray light of a chilly spring
Morning crept slowly over a sleepy old
city far away in Rhineland. It stole
over the battered walls of a crazy tene
ment in one of the narrow streets, and
looking determinedly through the dingy
attic window, it found• little Carlin sit
ting up in his bed, weeping bitterly.
In the same room, sleeping sweetly,
were five other fair-haired children, with
their little heads full of pleasant dreams.
But these were not brothers and sisters
of little Carlin, and this was partly the
reason why he was in such bitter grief,
in the shadowy morning twilight.
Ten years before, in the sweet May
time, when Heinrick Mueller, the father
of these sleeping children, opened his
door to go out to his daily work, he
found a basket on the steps, and in it
a little helpless baby. He did not know
at first what to do, for he was eery poor,
and already had three or four small
mouths to fill. But when he took the
forsaken child to his wife, it opened its
blue eyes, was half frightened, and then
smiled a doubtful, pitiful smile, which
went straight to her kind heart, and she
said pleadingly, "We must keep it,
Beinsieh. Who knows but the good
God has sent him to our door, and we
may entertain an angel unawares."
Her husband still looked doubtful,
but when she whispered, "He will take
the place of our own little May, now
resting in the bosom of our heavenly
Father," replied. " Take your own way,
good wife, for you seldom go astray."
Then she folded the helpless babe in
her arms, and carried him in, as one of
her owu children. They called him
Carlin, and as day after day revealed
some newer charm, they all grew to love
him dearly, and the children thought
him their own true little brother.
As he grew older, he showed a great
fondness for music, and all around the
house his small fingers had stretched
little pieces of wire, picked up iu his
wanderings around the city; andisome
times iu wild, windy nights, Madam
Mueller would almost shudder when she
heard the strange, sad music of these
strings, swept by invisible fingers. But
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MARIETTA, JUNE 28, 1862.
when she watched the rapt face and
kindling eyes of little Carlin, she always
said. "If they please thee, little son,
thou shalt have as many wind-harps as
thou likest."
Then he would kiss his kind mamma,
and tell her odd fancies that the quiver
ing strings whispered to him, till she
would shake her head, and say to her
hesband, "He is not like the others,
Heinrich. Who knows where the an
gels found him who brought him to our
door?"
And when Madame Mueller read the
Bible to the children all gathered round
her knee, little Carlin would beg to
hear of the young David, who with sweet
music charmed away the evil spirit from
the heart of mighty Saul, or he would
have her read of the vision of the groat
throne—,-of the "harpers harping with
harps"—of the wonderful " new song,"
till the tears filled his eyes, and his
yoSting heart beat with a strange, sweet
joy.
For many years, Heinrich Mueller
prospered, and kept his family in great
comfort, but at the time when my story
commences, there had been a sad change.
Sickness and loss of employment had
brought him to great distress; and one
evening, after the hungry children had
been sent supperless to bed. Heinrich
and his wife sat sadly together, talking
over their mornful prospects. Little
Carlin tried in vain to sleep, but every
word sounded so plainly through the
thin board partition, ho could not help
hearing all they said.
At last he started up in bed with a
half-smothered cry of dismay, as he heard
Heinrich say, " Yes, we must part with
little Carlin, for we can scarcely feed
our own. Carlin must go, poor boy !"
" We will miss him sadly," wept kind
mamma Mueller : " but alas ! what can
we do ? Poor Johannas is almost help
less With his lame - fciot,'Riga 'and - LiSette
are growing pale and thin, working upon
their lace pillows, and the others are
too small. But he, poor child, what
can he do with those little hands? lle
is more tender and delicate than our
ME
" Lie will grow good wife," replied
Heinrich. "We must give him to some
farmer who will take him into the coun
try and make a fine worker of him. I
will see about it to-morrow."
" Ah, how I shall miss his sweet
voice !" wept Madame Mueller. " I
cannot let him go." .
" Wilt thou see him starve, tlien 2"
a.ked her husband, sadly.
But Carlin could hear no more, and
hiding his face in the coverlid, he sobbed
himself to sleep. .
Now this is the reason why the light
of that chilly spring morning, searching
for the once merry little face of Carlin,
found it like the sun in a fog, half
drowned in a mist of tears.
After some time, Carlin suddenly
ceased weeping, and seemed to have
formed some great resolution.
" I will not stay," half aloud, " to eat
the bread. which belongs to mamma
Dlueller's own little children ; but I
will not be sent away, for it would break
my heart. I will go myself, and the
great God who takes care of little help
less birds and flowers will be my Father,
and take care of me."
He dressed himself softly in his little
tattered garments, went carefully out of
the house, and busied himself with tak
ing down all the wires he had stretched
for the gentle wind-fingers. "Mamma
Mueller would weep if she heard them
when I am gone," said the child simply.
Then going in again very softly, he kiss
ed with many tears, the rosy cheeks of
Margot, Sohannes, Riga, and the little
ones. Then kneeling for a moment by
the door of Madame Mueller, he prayed
that God "would keep and bless her,
and that she might live till he had earn.
ed money, and could bring to her dear
hands, and that she might again call
him " little son."
So the child want bravely forth in the
chill morning, down into the heart of
the great city. The gay stores were
just being opened, and never had they
looked so grand and imposing.
Carlin went into several very timidly,
and asked, "Do you want a boy ?" But
some answered harshly, and some young
clerks only laughed, and jeering at his
worn garments, said, " The King of
Taterdom is looking out for recruits,
and will probably make you a captain of
the raged regiment."
Carlin shrank away with tearful eyes
but still went on determinedly, lifting
from his heavy heart a constant prayer
11 rte I
that the next attempt might be success
ful ; but all in vain.
At last the weary day' began to close,
and the child, tired and hungry, sat
down on a stone wall, and began to think
anxiously•what he should do next, and
where he should spend the night; and
again he breathed a prayer that God
would remember the little fatherless
child. Just then a strain-of soft, sweet
music stole upon his ear. Carlin started.
He was close at the door of the great
cathedral, which he had so longed to
enter, and his kind mamma Mueller had
promised some day to take him when
his clothes were better. But now no
one knew him. Why should he not
creep softly in and hear the wonderful
music ? So Carlin stole in, and hid in
a dark corner of the organ-loft, unpre
ceived by the choir. He looked with
awe at the grand organ, with its mag
nificent golden pipes, and all thought
of weariness and pain was forgotten.
The music was very low, and some
times almost lost in the great arches.—
Then came a swell of sound like along
sigh, and Carlin said to himself, " The
organ is asleep—is dreaming; it is talk
ing in its sleep." And he crept gently
out of his hiding-place, and reverently
the side of the huge instrument, and
passed his hand caressingly over the
gilded mouldings:
But - by-and-by it began to wake up.—
Grand bursts of harmony filled the cathe
dral ; the choir arose and sang a noble,
triumphant Chant thrilled Carlin to the
heart. Unconsciously he drew nearer,
till ho stood by the great " Meister "
who dared to touch those wonderful keys.
Suddenly upon the full, harmony rose
the clear treble of a sweet young voice,
and the Meister turning, saw a little
weary tattered child, bending forward
with clasped hands and alook of heaven
ly peace in his clear blue eyes.
The service ended, but the child still
stood transfixed, and the Meister said
kindly, " What wilt thou, little one 2"
" Oh, great Meister," cried Carlin
breathlessly, "have you not heard the
' harpers harping with harps ?" have you
not been singing the new songs ?" Oh,
please, please teach it to me."
The good Meister looked doubtfully
at the child. "He is not all right," he
thought to himself; " the finger of God
has touched him."
"Come, little one," added he aloud,
".thou must go to thy home."
Carlin started about him as one aroused
from a dream. All the painful reality
flashed upon him in a moment. He
could not go back to trouble dear mam
ma Mueller, and God, had not yet given
him another home. A touching look of
despair swept over his childish face, but
it was dark, and the kind Meister did not
see it, but only said again. " Come,
child, run to my home, and to-morrow
thou mayest come again, Canst thou
sing much ?"
" I sing what the wind taught me,"
Carlin, simply ; and he sung a plaintive
little melody which thrilled the old mu
sician's heart.
" That is wonderfully sweet," said he.
"Ah !" said little Carlin, " If I could
only sing the naw song."
" And where do they sing that ?" said
the Meister, smiling.
"In the other country," said little
Carlin, " and mamma says it is so wonder
ful that the angels listen, and no one
sings it but the earth children."
" Well, little one, good," said the
Meister. " Come again to-morrow, and
we will talk more."
Carlin looked wistfully in his face,
tried to say, "I have no home to-night,"
but the words choked him, and he stag
gered wearily away. The tears blinded
his eyes so that he could not see, and
stumbling across the busy street, he was
suddenly knocked down, and heavy
wheels passed over his poor little limbs.
• The Meister heard a cry of agony, and
turning, he saw them lifting up the faint
ing form of his little friend. A sharp
pang shot through his heart. Ele had
not done his duty by the helpless child.
Ile hastened to the spot, and took him
in his arms. "He is dead, I think," said
one of them. " Mast thou gone to learn
the ' new song?" whispered the Meister
tenderly.
" Not yet, good Meister," said little
Carlin, with a faint smile, opening slight
ly his misty blue eyes.
" Not Yet ?" said the Meister cheerily ;
"then we will keep thee, and thou shalt
make a famous singer here, for thy voice
is as sweet as the birds that sing in Para
dise.
Carlin smiled, but soon a look of great
tint
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trouble crossed his face
"Do not carry me, great Meister," he
said, bravely trying to hide the anguish
he was suffering. "You must not carry
me—a ragged little boy. Please lay me
down softly in the shadow of the wall,
and I will be betty'. in the morning."
"Thou poor child," said the Meister,
" dost thou know that thou• wouldst die
with thy broken bones?" But the peor
child had again fainted from weakness
and pain, and the Meister carried him
home. 'Be had to children of his own,
and his heart warmed to the little pale
orphan.
I should make my story too long if I
should tell you how tenderly Carlin was
nursed, and how the Meister grew to love
him like his own son.
When he was well once more, he was
taken to the grand cathedral, and, to his
exquisite delight, the good Meister
taught him to sing, and gave him a place
in the choir beside that wonderful organ.
A small salary was paid him weekly.
and with the first little sum he basted
to his loved mamma Mueller. The good
woman wept for joy and said he should
never leave her again. But when he
told her of his happy life with the good
Meister, she bade him go, for she was
still in great poverty. It was a great
happiness to Carlin to carry this money
to his dear old friends, and without this
help at one time they would have suffer
ed much from want.
Carlin is still singing his sweet songs
and trusting in God ; and although, as
he is a little lame, he will never be able
to play the organ with the grand pedals.
like his beloved " Meister," still he feels
that it is right, for he talks much of the
better country where there is no more
sorrow and pain, and slipping his hand
in the good Meister's, he says with sweet
confidence—
" As well the singers as the players
on instruments shall be there."—Family
Treasury.
A. MILLIONAIRE IN APRON AND SIIIRT
SLERVES.—MODe Wey, a French writer
of distinction, who passed some weeks
in London, has recently published in
Paris his impressions, under the title of
"The English at Home." On one occa
sion, while riding in an omnibus, he
formed acquaintance with a fellow-pas
senger, from whom he derived many
explanations of the strange things he
saw. One of these we give : "I addres
sed a few words to him concerning a
carriage which drove by. It was too
fine to be elegant, and was drawn by two
magnificent horses. On the box adorn
ed with beautiful fringe, sat a black
coated coachman ; there was not a
wrinkle in his white cravat—his snowy
gloves were spotless. In the vehicle, on
downy cushions, 'Carelessly lounged a
man without a .oat, his arms bare, his
sleeves turned up to his shoulders ; an
apron, , with the corners turned up,
served him a girdle—so that the coach
man looked like a gentlemen driving a
mechanic in his working dress.. Mons.
W. asked his neighbor who and what
was the strange looking occupant of the
dashing carriage. "The richest butcher
in London," was the reply; "he is riding
in his cal riage from the slaughter-house
to his residence. His forefathers were
in the same business ; his father left him
a fortune of more than two millions, and
he out of modesty followed his profes
sion a very honorable custom. This
gentleman butcher possesses four mil
lions."
&F Two Bostonians, rusticating in
Vermont persuaded a lad who owned a
pet 'black bear to let them try three
Powerful dogs on him, the bear to be
made fast to a post by a chain about
twelve feet long. The Vermont boy
agreed, in consideration of $2 50, and
the result was three dead dogs, two
mortified Bostonians, one triumphant
bear, and a jubilant Green Mountain
juvenile.
VT The following conversation took
place on the receipt of the news of the
evacuation of Corinth: "What do you
think of Gen. Halleck's First Epistle to
the Corinthians ?" "Very good. He
persuades, by a cant term.
cw_ Religion is not a thing which
spends itself. It is like a river which
winds continually, and which is never
so broad or so deep as at its mouth,
where it rolls into the ocean of eternity.
There are two kinds of family jars;
into one you put your sweetmeats, and
into the other you put-your foot.
DISINFECTING AGENTS.—AB the warm
weather approaches, our citizens should
thoroughly cleanse their premises, ren
dering them as pure and healthy as pos
sible. There are a number of disinfect
ing agents which will be found efficacious
in removing offensive smells from damp,
mouldy cellars, yards, pools of stagnant
water, decaying vegetable matter, ect.
Either of the following will answer the
purpose, while they cost but a trifle :
1. One pint of the liquor of chloride
of zinc, in one pailful of water and one
pound of chloride of lime in another pail
ful of water. This is, perhaps, the most
effective of anything that can be used ;
and, when thrown upon decaying vege
table matter of any description, will ef
fectually destroy ull offensive odors.
NO. 48.
2. Three or four pounds of sulphate of
copper (copperas) dissolv ,d in a pailful
of water, will in many cases be .nifficient
to remove all offensive odors.
3. Chloride of lime is better to scatter
about damp places, in yards, in damp
cellars, and upon heaps of filth.
THE CECICKAHOMLNY HISTORY.—The
Chickahominy river, ell Allow, from the
reports of Gen. McClellan's operations
to be a small stream in the vicinity of
Richmond, which broadens and deepens
gradually in its course. Sometime be
fore it reaches the James river, into
which it empties, thirty-seven miles
above Fortress Monroe; it is affected
by the tides, and at the month is, as it
appears from the James, between two
and three miles wide. The Chickahom
iny is the stream which Capt. John
Smith was exploring when he was cap
tured by the warriors of Powhattan. It
is believed he was captured somewhere
near the scene of the late battle. It will
be remembered that its banks were in
the days of John Smith, as now, noted
for marshes. Smith was mired in the
swamp when the savages pounced upon
him.
GENERAL VIELE.-A Norfolk corres
pondent tells the following anecdote of
General Viele, showing one of many
means of rhming Secession :—"A lady
came into his office to consult him or
demand some favor. He received her
with his usual politeness, but suddenly
noticing that she wore the Confederate
colors prominently, in the shape of a
brooch, mildly suggested that it would,
perhaps have been in better taste to
come to his office without such decora
tion. "I have a right, sir, to consult
my own wishes as to what I shall wear."
"Then, madam," replied the General,
"permit me to claim an equal right in
choosing with whom I shall converse ;"
and the dignified lady had to withdraw
from his presence.
CY George Francis Train is responsi
ble for the following: "What a howl
would have passed through England had
the Nothern army been guilty of the
brutal atrocities perpetrated by the
Rebels at Manassas and elsewhere ?
Using the skulls of our brave officers for
spitoons, boiling off their flesh to get
for castanets, and sending tokens made
from the bones of our brave men to the
fiends in the shape of women„who seem
to have acted like so• many tigresses
during this terrible civil war. May God
have mercy on their souls!"
CLASSIC SPOTS OF THE SOUTH.—Hano
ver, the birth-place of Henry Clay, near
Ashland ; Mt. Vernon, the abode and
tomb of George Washington; and the
Hermitage, the lovely residence and the
final resting place of lion-hearted An
drew Jackson, are now all within the
lines of the Union army, and guarded by
the Federal flag, to whose glory their
honored and useful lives were given.—
The dust of every dead President of the
United States is enciosed by the nation
al lines.
*IT When Gen. Fremont was at the
West, his most secret despatches to the
President were sent in Magyar, which
was as good as a cypher, since no traitor
knows the tongue. It is said that there
is no record of any Hungarian being in
the rebel service, though there are many
in our army.
gir Firmer at Gloucester, Mass.,
having exhausted all other means of
capturing or driving away crows from
his field, soaked a quantity of corn in
rum, and laid it about the place with
a liberal hand. The next day he cap
tured thirteen birds who were too drunk
to get away.
Er Precocious Pupil—Please Miss,
what is the meaning of suberbs ? Gover
ness—(who is extensively crinolined ;)
The outskirts of a place, my dear. Pupil
(seizing Miss J. by the dress ;) Then,
Miss Jones, are these your suberbe ?
Cr Extra Billy Smith, a rebel Colon
el, and at one time a member of Con
gress, was wounded at the the battle of
Fair Oaks. The Breckinridgers of the
North used to hold this man up a model
politician and friend of his country.
Gr. At first the dissipated resort to
wine to stimulate their wits, and M. the
end have to resort to tleir wits to pro,
care their wine
The display of laces at the Great
Exhibition in London is described as
being particularly fins, and the Irish
laces carry off the prize.