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AND HOW IT CAMS ABOUT.
That a slight event has sometime made
or marred the happiness of a lifetime, is a
fact, doubtless familiar to all who have
read or observed much. Mohammed's life
was saved by the flight of a bird, and
Bruce drew from a spider's perseverance
the energy and resolution to fight his last
triumphant battles. If. the destiny oi
those with whom the destiny of nations
are involved, is influenced by what seem
to us such more trifles, it is not difficult to
imagine that the fate of little people often
bangs upou a circumstance in itself more
trivial and unimportant.
In one of the pleasantest streets of New
Orleans stands the residence of Mr. Davis
Bertram. It is only necessary to enter it
to see that every luxury or comfort that
taste could select, or wealth procure, has
been employed to fill and ornament the
rooms and halls, all spacious, airy and ele
gant Into the softly shaded apartments,
the fresh cool air of morning finds its way
through clustering vices and shadowing
trees, and leaves everywhere traces of its
wanderings over the perfumed orange
e-roves and jessamine flowers around. All
through the house, in the halls, on the
verandah, or in the luxurious drawing
rooms, the light tones and laughter, and
the little tripping feet of children, make
a never ceasing domestio melody. If any
visitor, nuzzled bv the ubiquity of these
household treasures, should take the lib
ertv to gather them all in one group, he
would find that five little Bertrams "her
little steps," Mrs. Bertram called them
were all that were necessary to Keep u
from mornincr till night a chattering an
natterinar. that ended only when sleep had
laid its soft calmness over each little foot
Five prettier children it would have
been hard to find. And so evidently the
mother thought, for the most delicate mus
lins and softest laoes and purest linens, set
off to the best advantage each little one.
If you would like to pay Mrs. Bertram
an unceremonious visit, you need not look
for her in the drawing-rooms, with their
elegant curtains, their soft, rich carpets,
and comfortable lounges and chairs ; neith
er would you be more likely to find her in
the library, filled, though it is with books
of every sort, and a few exquisite pictures
hanging against its walls seemed to invite
you to an intellectual Kind oi aream-me.
But Mrs. Bertram is not a reading woman;
and besides her five cherubs, that have the
ranee of the house, there is another very
little cherub that only perpetrated its first
smile week ago. It lies all day in the
nurserv. flinging its rose-bud of a fist, and
kissing its equally rosy feet in a way that
teems to Mrs. .Bertram, wno nas seen tne
same phenomenon only five times before
in her life, always new, curious, interest
ing and delightful.
The nursery had been for the last few
vears Mrs. Bertram's princidal ' abiding
place. But she does not look in the least
worn or harassed. She has a fair and
kind of matronly beauty, and as she bends
over the youngest darling, and tries ail
kinds of maternal blandishments to win
from it another dawn of a smile, you can
see on her placid brow, and by the tran
quil light of her eye and her sweet smile,
that cares have touched her lightly.
In another street, but a little distance
from the one in which Mrs. Bertram lives,
stands a row of squalid buildings. In one
of the smallest and most confined rooms
in the poorest of the houses sits a woman
busily sewing. The garment she is mak
ing is evidently not for herself. People
who live in suoh places do not wear linen
of a texture so fine, nor laoes so exquisite-
lv delicate. She sews hurriedly and rap
idly, for she knows that when that hag
gard and- stern-looking man, who lies
stretched "on the poor pallet they call a
bed, rouses from the deep sieep oi intoxi
cation, she will have to lay aside the work
by which she procures food for both, to
administer to the immediate wants of one
whose demands are always insisted on with
the most unfeeling pertinacity.
As her fingers move steadily, she thinks
of her own children, two of whom are in
their graves, and the other two removed
from the degrading influence of their fath
er's example,' and from the heavy pressure
of poverty, by the care of kind relatives,
who would do the same for the wife if she
would consent to leave her husband. She
made the ffttempt onoe, but was recalled
to his side by hearing that he Was suffor
inir nnder a severe attack of fever, and
could never be persuaded to leave himl
gain. xruiy were u a wvo i.fuugor .una
death. f.y,r-m..-: , : '
But for one of those trivial misonances
which exercise so great an influenco over
ur lives, Mrs. Bertram wonld have been
in the placa of ths poor tailor with her
needle, usteao ox living buo um u w
midst of all the blessings of affluence and
fcblg $irontal, jptfnfafa to mtrican fniensts f iterator, ntnce, rob feral fnldliptt.
My first acquaintance with Henrietta
Williams was on. the occasion of Virginia
Percy's marriage to Lieutenant Marshall.
Miss Percy was to have three Bridesmaids
her sister Ellen, Henrietta Williams, a
distant relative of the family, and myself.
According to appointment we assembled at
Mr. Percy's three days before the wedding
to keep up the spirits of the bride elect,
and to prevent her from sinking under the
crisis of her destiny, that was impending
over her in all its awful and irrevocable
It is no light matter to prepare for a
wedding where there are no confectioners
m tl Til 1 . !i
or proteased cooks ana wen arwea waiters
to be found, and Mrs. Percy was quite
overwhelmed with the manifold duties that
devolved upon her. Besides the general
superintendence of the bridal parapherna
lia, and of all the ordinary omces or the
household, there was an enormous table,
the whole length of a very large dining
room, that was heaped up with all manner
of delicacies, besides a large side-table, on
which tho substantial part of the supper,
the ham, chickens, and ducks, and other
things of the kind, were placed.
Ellen Percy, Henrietta and myself, took
upon ourselves the management of the
lghter and ornamental portion ot tne ar
rangements. Virginia made a show of as
sisting us; but having proved her incapa
city by a series of blunders, she was, with
one accord, requested not to make anoth
er attempt to be useful seeing that in every
instance disaster had followed her like a
shadow. She hurried out of the dining-
room to avoid the raillery that was shower
ed upon her, and took refuge in her room,
where she remained the greater part of the
day, in a sort of mazy, but happy kind of
state, in which her own thoughts seemed
to be to her suoh happy companions, mat
any interruption from us of the outer world
was a thing to bo endured with gentle pa
tienoe, but not sought or appreciated.
Henrietta Williams was rather a pretty
girl, but quiet and reserved, bhe seldom
spoke unless she was addressed, and ap
peared cjuite absorbed in her occupations.
Late in the afternoon she slipped away
from us, and I saw her waiting down the
broad straight path, that led to the gate
As I gazed after her in some surprise at
her choice of a solitary walk, at an age
when all are inclined to a sociability of
the warmest kind, I noticed that she turn
ed off into a side path that led into the
woods. It was winter, though the warm
bright day laughed in our faces as we call
ed them by that cold name, and, through
the bare branches and trunks of trees, 1
could long distinguish the waving folds of
the light gray cashmere as it floated in and
out as the wearer steadily pursued an on
ward course into the deepest depths of the
uncrowned woods. At last it entirely dis
appeared, and then I feel into a reproach
ful train of thought.
"How could I," thought I to myself,
"allow Miss Williams to go by herself so
far? She is pale) doubtless she is not
well, and the physicians have prescribed
exercise. She is timid, evidently, and
would not like to ask any of us to accom
pany her, as we are so busy. Virginia and
Ellen are too much occupied to think of
it. But I was doing nothing. It was
very stupid in me to stand staring after
her out of the window, instead of running
out to overtake her."
After I had brought myself into a meek
and humble state of mind, I was roused
ed from self-upbraidiogs to witness the
success of some culinary experiment, and
confess that, in the excitement and delight
eonsequent thereon, I entirely forgot Hen
rietta and her solitary walk.
As far as visitors were concerned, our
days passed very quietly,
It was an un
derstood matter that no gentleman was to
be admitted to the house to divert our at
tention from our important duties; and
the ladies of the neighborhood had too
much discretion to call at such a busy time.
And all day long we were really quite hard
at work. Our evenings were spsnt around
a large fire in a room appropriated to Vir
ginia and her bridesmaids. Here Ellen
took it upon herself to do the honors. She
was almost seventeen, and she bore the
burden of so many years with spirit
and self-reliance that was truly refresh
ing. The rest of us were a year or two
older, and were already beginning to
think it necessary to be a little grave and
disoreet But for Ellen, we should have
set still and conversed in" a proper and
sentimental manner, appropriate for the
occasion, but she set us upon all kinds oi
After telling us ghost stories, and rob
bor stories, and tales of witchcraft and
murder, until we hardly dared to look be
hind us, she proposed a number of charms
by whioh those of as, whose destiny was
STEUBENVILLE, OHIO, WEDNESDAY,
still undecided, might discover who their
future husbands might be.
We spent a whole evening trying to
muster courage to go alone into a da;k
place and mutter an incantation, which
Ellen dictated to as, three times, after
whioh, we were assured our future hus
band would appear in a luminous vision
before us. But each attempt ended in a
little shriek, and a sudden ruHViiiicr tnwarrlii
the friendly light.
Unsuccessful m thin, the next night El-
en introduced the subject of complexion,
always an interesting one to young girls,
and induced us all to put on before retiring
a mask of dough, assuring us that it was
the best thing in the world to make the
skin fair and white. Just as we had fitted
the masks nicely to the face, and wero be
ginning to get a little nervous at the hid
eous, death-like appterance our companions
made, Henrietta entered the room. She
had been mysteriously absent for ah hour
and we had been pondering what had be
come of her. At the first glimpse of our
corpse-like faces ahe shrieked, and turn
ed to run, but fell trembling on a couch
near her. Nor would she consent to pass
uu night in the room until we unmasked.
I was quite relieved myself to see Virgin
ia's real face again, for I was conscious of
a strong shrinking and repugnance to the
figure that I had represented a short time
Ellen did not take our weak fears very
patiently ; but after reproving us rather
severely, and telling us that it was ridic
ulous to be afraid of eaoh other, and ask
ed "if we had ever tried buttermilk and
"No," said we.
"Well that is one of the best things in
the world for the skin. It takes off freck
les and sunburns and everything else
Henrietta, you ought to use it, for you
know that in the spring you are alwayi
troubled with frecklea."
"Not much," said Henrietta.
"But there is no need for any. I wit
get some fresh buttermilk to-morrow, and
you must try it."
The next afternoon I saw Henrietta set
ting forth on her solitary walk. I hasten
ed to overtake her. She was far in ad-
vanoe of me, and I soon lost sight of her;
but following the narrow winding path
through the woods, I came at last on
small open space. Henrietta was stand
ing there, turned away from the direction
in which I stood, talking in a low voice to
a young gentleman. He raised his eyes
as I approached, and our glanoes met
turned quickly away, and went back wiser
than I came. From an instinctive feeling
of delicacy, I did not mention to any one
what I had discovered, and I saw by Hen
rietta's manner that she was aware of my
untimely attention to her.
This was the last evening before the one
of the wedding, and Ellen, pressing upon
us the necessity of looking as well as poss
ible, urged us to use the buttermilk she
had obtained for our beautifying. This
was an improvement on any of her sug
gestions, and we yielded willingly, not
without a. certain faith in W fuwoitluns,
that we would find ourselves as fair as lil
ies in tho morning.
Henrietta was again absent, and did not
return until the oandle was dying away in
the socket, and we were almost asleep,
"Where have you been ?" asked Vir
"On the porch. It was such a pleasant
night that I could not bear to stay in the
house" , .
"Have you been alone all this time ?" -
said Ellen, pityingly.
"0, I don't mind that; I sit alone a
great deal at home."
I noticed the indirections in the answer
and understood it; but the others were
"If you will call Abbe, she will bring
you a candle," said Virginia, half asleep,
V .1 1 ml
"jxo, l tnanK you. The moon gives
light enough to me."
I fancied from the tones of Henrietta's
voice, that she had been weeping; but she
kept in the shade, so that I could not see
her. Just as she was about to retire, El
len roused herself to remind her of the
"I put some away for you," said she,
"It is in a bottle on the lower shelf in the
wp.rdrobe. Shall I get up H End it?"
"0, no ; I can get it easilj. ' Here it is;
"Wash your face thoroughly very
thoroughly, with it : that is all."
Henrietta obeyed, and jail was silent.
Virginia slept soundly by my side. From
the other bed I could distinguish, amid
the regular breathings of Ellen, a deep
igh that seemed to be forced from the
heavy heart of her companion. After
awhile even that ceased; and I was begin
ning to lose my own consciousness, when
was roused by Henrietta's voice. She
was calling'Ellen in a low suppressed, but
somewhat impatient tone. Ellen's slum
ber was never an easy one to shake off,
and it was sometime before she showed
any tokens of wakefulness. At last she
asked "What?" in a drowsy tone.
"How does this buttermilk feel on your
face ?" asked Henrietta.
"Feel? Yes it feels yes " And
Ellen was sound asleep again.
" Oh, Ellen, do wake up a moment. Is
"Sticky? Yes oh, yes; very."
And again Ellen dropped her head on
the pillow. Several minutes passed; then
I agaiu heard Henrietta.
"Ellen Ellen 1"
"Yes," murmured Ellen.
"Something is the matter with me
something very strange. I can't open my
mouth; my face is perfectly stiff. Do get
Ellon rose slowly, and calling the nurse
from her mother's room, soon procured
"What's de matter, Miss Ellen?" ask
"I am afraid cousin Henrietta is sick,"
was the reply. "Come and Bee if she
Henrietta lay with her eyes half-open,
and blinking as the rays of the candle fell
on them. Aunt Abby looked at her a mo
ment, and exclaimed
"Bless us, how your face do shine 1 And
it's all red and fiery. What have you
"It's that buttermilk," said Henrietta.
"Oh, no, it cannot bo that," said Ellen;
"Aunt Abby examined it sagaciously.
"Dis is misses' bottle of varnish!" said
she "I was in a mighty hurry dis morn
ing, and Miss Ellen called me in to dress
her ; and so I slipped the varnish in the
wardrobe, and never thought no more
about it till dis blessed minute. You've
varnished yourself, honey, dat's all 1"
"Oh 1 Aunt Abby, will it never eome
"Yes, I 'spect so, but your skin will
come off too, mos' likely. I'll do what I
can for youl"
Mrs. Percy's medical knowledge was
called into action in this emergency, and
everything that could be thought of was
done for Henrietta's relief; but the next
morning she was far more unpresentable.
Another bridesmaid had to be obtained to
fill her plaoe. While confined to her room
and bed, she lay suffering evidently from
something more than bodily pain. She
was anxious, and her eyes followed us
about, with an earnest, wistful glance, as
though she wished, yet shrunk from ask
ing, some important question.
Among the guests of the wedding,
observed the same gentleman whom I had
seen talking to Henrietta in the woods
He was a tall, slight man, whom one, at
first glance, might call insignificant ; but
a few minutes study of his face and head
would remove that impression. There was
upon them the marks of an extraordinary
mind, of a strong will, and of a perfect,
though carefully repressed consciousness
of his own power. I became very much
interested in watching him, and perceived
how naturally his intellectual superiority
and force of character enabled him to be
the tacitly acknowledged leader in every
conversation in which he took a part
There seemed to be a kind of unaccounta
ble fascination in it, whioh gave to his lit
tle kU-a-ktet with the ladies an air of love-
making, bo devoted and absorbed did he
seem with each one. Young as he was
and he could not have been more than
twenty-two or twenty-four he had a llax
worldly-wise look that would have suited a
man of forty, and that did not harmonist
very well withjajyoutbful recklessness and
impetuosity that were now and then ap
parent. He sought an introduction to me, and I
could not repress a feeling of repugnance
that rose involuntarily as I returned his
salutation. If politeness hod permitted.
I would have turned away without speak
ing; but in less than five minutes I was
quite charmedjby his manner, so self-poss
cssed, and yet so deferential and insinua
ting. His powers of conversation were
remarkable, and he had a skill in flattery
that, distrustful asI was of compliments
and complimenters, induced me to listed
to the pretty things he said to me, with a
feeling of satisfaction that one person at
least thoroughly appreciated me.
We did not allude to our former meet
ing, but when Mr. Powell for that was
his name had brought me into a general
communicative mind, he began to question
me about Henrietta and her illness. Hen
rietta had begged us not to tell the cause
of her non-appearance, so that I could not
satisfy his curiosity entirely ; but remem
bering that Aunt Abby had said, "it would
be two weeks before she would be fit to be
seen, for her face was blistered all over,'
mentioned the circumstance to Mr. Pow:
ell. He seemed somewhat troubled, griev
ed, I thought, at the prospect of not see
ing her for so long a time ; and I sympa
thized with him. Soon after I saw him
talking with Nannie Porter, a soft, giggling,
and rather pretty girl, who had the repu
tation of being an heircsB in a small way,
He hovered around her the whole evening,
and they talked in whispers in the corners
of the room and in the hall. It seemed
to me that he was paying her quite too
much attention, considering that his heart
Was engaged elsewhere.
At last the wedding guests departed.
sought my room with feet so weary with
dancing that they could hardly bear me
thither. Henrietta was waiting to hear
all the particulars of the evening's gayety,
and I was sleepily relating them, when
Nannie Porter entered.
"I am going to stay here to-night, girls,"
she said in a hurried way. "My head
aches, and I sent Bob homo with the car
riage, to say that I could not come till to
We said all that was proper, and Nann
ie was silent for a few minutes ; thenshe
asked me for writing materials. I told
her that they were all in the library, which
owing to the house being rather crowded
with guests, was at present occupied as a
sleeping room. She could not obtain them
till the morning. She moved about the
room uneasily. She seemed burdened
with a secret too heavy for her powers of
retention. At last it came out.
"Girls, will you never tell something
am going to tell you?"
Of course we promised.
"Well I am going to be married to-mor
"To whom ?" asked Henrietta.
"To some one that has loved me ever so
long more than a year. We were en
gaged six months ago, but mamma made
me break it off, and forbade him to come
to see me. He went to New Orleans af
ter that, and mamma thinks that he is stil
there, or she would never have let me
oome here without her. But I saw him
here to-night, and he told me that he bad
been ill with a brain fever in consequence
of my treating him so, and that he was
near dying. He says he is constantly
threatened with it again, and that if I don'
marry him directly, he knows he cannot
live a year. He looks pale and thin, poor
fellow, and I cannot help pitying him.
have promised him that I will go with him
early in the morning to a minister who
lives about seven miles from here. We
can be married there, and go quickly to
see mamma 5 but I would like to send a
little note first."
"What is the gentleman's name ?" ask
"Harry Powell 1" exclaimed Henrietta.
"He is engaged to me. He gave me this
turquoise ring, an emblem of his truth.
"He gave me this emerald," said Nann
ie, "that I might know that hope had
something yet in store for us. He wrote
me some pretty verses, too, about it j'
and she repeated the poetry.
"He sent those lines to me," said Hen
rietta. "I have them at home now-." '
Nannie began to cry. ' :
"I am sure he loves me better than any
one else in the world ; he has told me so
a hundred times. He did say once that
if I did not marry him, and he survived
it, he might be induced to marry some one
else from interest or necessity, but that
his affections would be forever blighted."
"But," said Henrietta, "he has been
addressing me for three yeaty longbefore
he saw you. I have refused him several
times, for my friends did not like him at
all, and each time he told me the same
thing that he told you, and I confess I be-
ieved him. I will tell you something else.
I promised to slip away from the house'
this evening, and go with him to the same
minister's to which he was to take you, I
presume, and for the same purpose. But
for that varnish, I should have been Mrs.
Powell by this time and you would have
made a great escape. I think we have
rather cause for delight than sorrow."
But Nannie went on weeping, while
Henrietta flung her ring into the fire.
"Who is this Mr. Powell?" asked I.
"He is the only son of Judge Powell,
one" of the most highly respected persons
in this part of the country. His father
died eome years ago, and left Harry a
"Ah, I have heard of him," said I.
"He gambled all his property away the
first year it came into his possession. Did
"People say bo," said Henrietta. "He
denied it, aud I believed it till now. But
now, I confess, I would believe anything
"It is not true," said Nannie, sobbing.
"I think," said I, after meditating a
few moments, "that Mr. Powell s matri
monial affairs are rather speculations than
matters of feeling. You have more wealth
thau Nannie, so you would be his first
choice ; but, as there is danger that if he
waits two or three weeks, your relations
may find out his intentions and interfere,
he will take the bird in tho hand.
"To think that I should bo so blind as
to believe him, and doubt all that my futh
er and mother told me ! exclaimed Henri
etta, in strong indignation against herself.
"I think, Pauline, it is shameful in you
and Henrietta to talk in that way about
Mr. Powell. He has told me myself how
all these stories originated, and there is
not a word of truth in any of them."
"But how do you account for his pro
fessing so much love for you and Henrietta
at the same time, evidently more desirous
to win her hand than yours ? for he did
not speak particularly to you till I assured
him that Henrietta would be confined to
her room for some time, and that her moth
er was coming to nurse her."
"He thought I looked coldly on him, he
(aid," answered Nannie.
"Do you really believe that he loves
you?" asked Henrietta, out of patience
with her weakness.
"I know it," said Nannie, and her foot
gave emphasis to her words. Her temper
naturally gentle and submissive, was evi
dently throwing off all control. We said
nothing more for aome time. At last
Henrietta rose tip, and turning to the
weeping girl said firmly
"Nannie I am sure if you will only take
a few days to think you will feel as I do,
rejoiced that you are saved from a life of
misery with an unprincipled man. But
before I go to sleep you must promise nn
you will not elope with Mr. Powell to-mor
row- If you do not, I shall think it my
duty to arouse Colonel Percy and let him
know about it."
Nannie resisted, urged Henrietta's prom
ise, entreated secresy, but in vain.
At last, seeing that Henrietta was about
to fulfil her threat, she yielded, and gave
the promise that was required of btir. Hen
rietta and I were both young and unsuspi
cious, or we should not have trusted to
this "lover's vow." When we awoke late
on a bright sunny morning, Nannie was
gone We gave the alarm bnt it was tco
late. Three days after she called upon us
as Mrs. Powell, happy and radiant in her
bridal attire. She had evidently repeated
to her husband some of the severe remarks
we bad mads about hirn and whioh Hen
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VOLUME I. NUMBER 22.'
rietta1 and I had sot' spared him on that
memorable evening, for, with the same tact
and address with which he had paid V"j
so many compliments when it suited his)
purpose, he now contrived, in the moat
courteous manner, to make a number oft
caustic arid bitter remarks. Every sen
tence ho Tittered to me had a Sting in it,
the hardest part of which to bear was,
that to notice it would be the most effeo;
tual way of giving the speaker pleasure.'
Nannie listened to his words with evident
delight, and looked triumphantly mej
as if to say "Are you still so blind as to
think that he could have preferred Henri
etta to me ?"- she still believed him. ,
After living a few years in a style of
reckless extravagance, wasting all that she
brought to bim, in riot and dissipation,'
Mr. Powell sank at last to his true level,
that of a worthless gambler. . Even then,
'n poverty, neglect and unkihcliiess, Nann-,
ie still clung with a blind devotion to her
wretched husband, and her love, that eould
only be called a foolish instinct in its first
madness, became elevated by its patient
strength and endurance into a kind of hef-
roio affection; -t
After Henrietta married arid went to
reside in New Orleans, she discovered by
some accident, the position and circum
stances of her old friend, and many a lit
tie act of kindness and attention, for which
Nannie could not account, came from Mrs.
Bertram's compassionate heart. In look
ing over her past life, Henrietta often says
"that the greatest good fortune of her life
came from the use of the only cosmetio
she ever tried. It proved indeed a bless-'
ing in disguise."
Keep Dark. The appended negro Sto
ry, copied from a Southren correspondent
of the Boston Journal, is worth reading:
"Gen. G -gave his black maty
Sawney, funds and permission to get a
quarter's worth of zoology at a menagerie
Our sable friend soon found himself under
the canvass, and brought, too, in front of a
Bedate looking baboon, add eyddg the quad
ruped, closely, soliloquised thus 5 'Folks
sure's yer born, feet, hands, and proper
bad countenance, Just like nigger, getting
old, I reckon.' Then as if seized with a
bright idea, he extended his band with a
genuine Southern 'How do'oe uncle?'
The ape clasped the negro's hand and shook
it long tnd cordially. "
'Sawney then plied his new acquaint
ance with interrogatories as to his name,
age, nativity and former occupations, but
eliciting no replies beyond a knowing shake
of tho head, or a merry twinkling of the
eye, (the ape was probably meditating the
best way of tweaking out friends nose,) he'
concluded the spe was bound to keep non
committal, and looking cautiously around,
chuckled out, 'He, be, ye too sharp for
'em, old feller. 'Keep dark if ye'd jist
sperk one word of English, white man
would have a hoe in yer hand in less dan
Teliorafhio. Wheh it was first re
ported that Professor Morse had succeeded
in conveying intelligence between Balti
more and Washington through the wires
of the Magnetic Telegraph; one old savant,
who had been a school master and a mem
ber of the Legislature, gave it as bis opin
ion that the report was a 'humbug;' In
fact, from his knowledge of 'astronomy
he said the thing could hot be done t Short
ly after, O'Reilly's men were seen setting1
the poles directly by the blot man's dwell-'
ing. One day he joined the crowd who
were witnessing the operation of stretching
the wire. Upon being asked what bo'
thought of the matter then, he hesitated a
moment, assuming an air of importance,'
Snd then replied : 'Well, gentlemen, While '
in the Legislature, t gave the subject cod-"
siderable attention, and after some investi
gation and reflection, I have 'come to the,
conclusion that it may answer very well-,
for small packages, but will never do for;
large bundlesnever I' 1 -M-xh ,.-('( ' ' ;i
"Shon," said the Dutchman, "joa 'tnajj
say what you pleastt ,'bonl bad neighbors; j
I bad te vorst neighbors as never ..wasJi
Mine pig and mine hens eome Homo 'mil.
dere ears split, and todderday two of therm
come home missing? ;- ' : -i!
To plcaes all, mind your own bueinet