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The Christmas Tree.
Louisa, my love, said Mrs. Craw
ford, 'I don't at all like this method
of yours, or rather want of method.
It shows a sad fickle disposition nev
er to finish what you have begun, but
invariably to leave it for something
new. Where are the slippers you
were working for papa, and which
you were so anxious to finish by
'In the chiffonniere, mama. There
is plenty of time. I have only the
grounding to complete.'
'Then those warm winter mitts you
have for Aunt Townsend. She would
be very glad of them this frosty
weather. You have had them in
hand, Ithink, for more than a mout h.'
Louisa looked annoyed. 'I mern
* to finish them, mamna; but I am quite
tired of hearing of them. I think
you need not be so very particular. I
only just want to do this new pattern
of a couvrettc before Emily Lawson
'I should not mind about it, Loui
sa, if this were a solitary instance.
But I see the disposition perpetually
manifested! If you suffer it to grow
upon you, my dear, you will never
do any thing well. Then look at the
waste of material! There are three
or four unfinished pieces of rugwork
at this moment, thrust into dillerent
corners out of the way, faded and
dirty from having lain about on
chairs and soths, and which I do not
believe you will ever finish.
Louisa, whose temper was by no
means perfect, made a somewhat ab
rupt reply; and her mother, seeing
that no further good could then be
done with her, ceased to speak, and
soon after left the room.
The couvrette took up much more
'time than the little girl had calculated
upon-so much, that Emily Law
son was obliged to return home
before sha had saen her pupil safe
through the intricacies of the pat
tern. But she left behind what she
considered nlain directions for its con
tinuance and comnpie tion; wvhich, how
over, proved so little intelligible with
out the personal superintendence of'
The instructor, that Louisa, after manay
,fruitless trials, gave up the attemtnt
iin despmait ; and the untirtunate crochi
.et-wotk was consignied like many of
its predecessors, to the obliviou of
wome work-table or chillbaniere.
It was now the Thursday before
Christmas-Evo, which fell on a Mon
*day. Louisa's brothers and sisters
jiad all nearly comp1leted their pre
:sents for each other-, and for papa
and mamma, which werec to be hung,
1J~aelled with the names of thme per.
sons for whom they were intended,
..othe gr-and Chriistmnas Tree that was
then to bo exhibited. Louisa, less
fortunate than they, was working in
desperation at the only present she
-wias at all likely to complete-the
pair of slippers for papa.
-'ALouisa.' her mnamma called froem
her little bed room, 'come here beforec
you doe arty more work, and arrange
your drawers. I cannot allow you to
eo-ve them in such disorder.'
Louisa muttctred an impatient ox
c'lamiation, and obeyed; but in so has
ty anid passionate au manner, that her
iuuma~t~ -rmarked it, and diesired her,
to be more gentle in her movements.
''Thereo is no occasianm to hurry,
L~ruina. You kniow that I do n'ot
jikg ,voj to fuss aibo tt, as if u a
all the business of the house upon
'But I shall never have finished my
'That is your own fault, my love.
I told you what would be the conse-'
luence of your persisting in your
working at that couvrette.'
Louisa went discontedly back again
to her slippers, muttering to herself
as she did so. I wish mamma would
not be so neat. She might let me
alone just till I had finished my pre
sent. How do 1 hate neatness and
T lh Monday maotiing arrived,
a joyful time to the little Crawlords,
for every other occuf ation was laid
aside that they might (leek the
Christmas Tree. A young fir tree
had been cut down fur the purpose,
and placed in a gaily painted tub balf
filled with earth. Among the
branches were numerous tiny tapers
fastcned there ready for lighting at
the time of exhilition. The children
now, under the direction of their
namma, proeeedcd to hang oranges
and apples by strings to some of the
botughs, and to fasten among them
bon-bons, gilded crackers, figs, bunch
es of raisins, and other such trifles.
Then camne the disposition of presents,
chiefly their own handiwork, in con
spicuous parts of the tree; and at this
period of the proceedings mamma was
requested to retire.
'Where is Louisa?' said little
Emmeline. 'We want her present to
'1 will go and look for her,' said
James. '1 am afraid she is in troulle.
S'e was ering this morning; and
when I asked her what was the mat ter,
she could not s;.eak to inc.'
Pour Louisa was sitting in a corner
of the library, laboring at thr' groumn.
in, of !h- -utfortunato 0.' -rs. the
h'l: l 111 't t lv
the utm' ex mhre
than one square in an hour. The
tears were running down her face,
dropping on the gay colors of the
Merlin wood, and obstructing her
gaze, so that she could searcely see
the stitches she wished to form.
'Dear lo!' exclaimed her brother,
rumnniing up to her. and throwing his
:armus routntd her ineck, 'what is the
matter? Are voni ill'. Is any one
angry with you?'
Louisa wept ire bitterly than
before, turned aw\ ay from her would
he consoler. But Janmcs took her
face gently between th his hands,
and made her turn it towards hiam
again, andI drop the covering pocket
'Cote, dear Louisa, tell mie, and I
shall perhaps he able to help you.'
'No, my dear .James,' subbedl the
distressed child, 'you catinoit help in.
It is quite hopeless. I wish, I wish I
had attended to what imauntoa said.'
'What is it, dear-? I.- it this work?
You have only a little bit of this toe
'T1hat little hit, dlear' Jamies, will
take-oh, so lonig! I shall not lie
in time with it, if I wot-k every
minute of the dax-. Ther-L will be no
present of uminie on the Chr-istmnas
'Is that all, Louisa? We will soon
matnage that,' said J atmes cheerfully.
'Say tnothing about it. Wait utntil I
come bac:ik, anid I uiill soonm sitpply d
you with a presn~Sit or- two for thie
lie was haistenittg a way, hut Lioumisa
stopped himt. 'N'', btrothetr, she said
fitrmly; I will not be so metan as to
take the credit of any presenit that is
not r-eally myt own. It is my own
fault delaying so long., atnd I will
patienttly bear the momtification .1
Jamnes remionstrated, butt it was of'
no uisc. L1 ouisa drtied hetr t earts.
'Come said she, 'thme r-est v;ill he
waititig for uts.'
Th'ley wetre all veryv sorry whient
they heard the state of the ease, andI
would have given up any thin gto]
eons~le thteir sister-. Thme Christmwas
'r-e was at leingthi compilete, and the
schtoolr-oom in which it was placed was
locked til unitil the mnornintg.
'Now, dear papa,' said IJar-it,'
who was a year- older thanu Louisa,
after a great manny nods atnd signs had
been exchanged between the childr-en
after- ten, and Jamies arid Emmelitte
had beent quietly ini and out of tho
r-om sever-al timtes---'niow, papa,
come, if you please.'
Mr Cr-awfor-d good htumor-edly
allowed himse-lf to 1he halfC dragged,
half' puishn- by the exultintg chtildrt-u
ato the school room. There, with its
:lozens of tapers blazing merrily,
giving the spiked branches that
peculiar tint which they only assume
)y artificial light, stood the Christmas
L'ree. The kind father of course
made believe that he was much
murprised, tho' the same thing had
>ccurred to him for the last three
years; and the younger children
lanced about and clapped their hands
with delight, as he advanced towards
Lhc tree, and examined its decorations.
'For dear Papa,' she read on the
label a neat little box that was sus.
pended from one of the principal
James blushed. iHe had a mechan
ical genius, and his father having on
the last Christmas-Eve placed a samll
turning lathe and a neat assortment
tools beneath the shadow of the
Christmas Tree, the boy had since
made good use of them. His pres
ent to his father was a very handy
little box, to place on Mr. Crawford's
writing desk, for the purpose of hold
ing steel pens, odd bits of sealing
wax, and so forth.
The children now began to look a
little closer; for while their father
pretended to be merely examining
the tree, lie was in reality feeling in
his pockets for various trifles therein
deposited; which he quietly placed
on the earth inside the tub, as a kind
of ornamental barrier roud the tree.
'Stand off! you young rogues,' he
playfully shouted, making a great
demonstration of fits and squared el
bows: 'stand off, until I have taken
possession of my share of the good
'Oh, papa! papa is eating all the
figs!' cried one. ''[here goes my
great bunch of raisins,' shouted an
other. 'Me some!' begged little
Willie, the youngest. 'Me some,
Look here, Emmeline,' said Mr
(ra w f rd to his wife, who stood by
enj.,ying the scene. 'Some fairy has
procured you the very thing you wan
ted-a new sheath for your specta
cles; and here is a pincushion; and
there a bag--- all for you.'
'Come awav, npa----naughty papa,'
cried the children, who were tired of
remaining inactive spectators. 'Papa
is doing everything.'
P'apa was ousted from his promi
elt position, and then commenced
a general distribution of presents.
Even little Willie had been able to
contribute. With this store of sav
ed-up-pennies he had walked with
larriet to the town on the previous
Saturdav, and there bought some
pretty trifles fur dear papa a:.d mam
'Now let us look under the tree,'
saidlU mamma, when nothing remained
on the branches but the tapers, and
a few apples and oranges. 'Louisa,
my hove, the first present I meet with
is labe\led with your name.'
'Oh what a pretty box!' said the
lhild en. 'What is inside? Let in
look.' 'And ime.' 'And me.'
'Stop, my dear-s,' said their mam.
ma; 'Louisa must open it herself.'
'Why don't you come forwar-d to
r~eceive your present, my love?' in.
juired heri fathier. 'it is a crochet
imid knitting box, or whatever you
call that work you arc so fond of. I
thiought you would like somethinig of
thie kin l.'
L~ouisal blushied, and the tears stood
in her eyes. 'Tell them. J ames, she
whiisjcered, 'that I can take it. .1
xare gi venu no pre~sent to anmy body.
Wh'len Mr-. Cr-awfor-d kinew how it
xvas, he was very sor-ry; but lie did
xot reprove Louisa just, then, for her
>wn sense of wrong was punishment
monugh, amid lie could not bear to
iee her young and sorr-owful face on
liat festive evening. All the clil
irenu were umade happy-each ini his
>r her own way; and thxen they left
lie C hxsrimas Tx-ee in its nativ'e simi
dlicity, wi th the ireimainis of one or
w) dlying tapers Ilicker-iing amoing its
Th'le next morning was Christmas
)ay, amnd nio work was thought of;
mit the morinig afte-rthe children
mvn nor eson that week --Lou
sa et erslf ithsteady purpose
o aii uindoi-takinig shio had planned
nx her own mind. 11er mother comn
nug into the school room, found her
nx the midst of pieces of discai-ded
'ug and er-ochet-work and skeins of
<niittinug aixd eceet cotton, which
hiho was sorting and folding up with
.hie various pieces of wor-k they were
iiunded~ to complete.
'Muamma, sh said ri-.:... ax
throwing her arm round her mother's
neck, 'if I finish these, one by one,
will you have hope of my amend
'I shall, indeed, my darling. By
the time the last is completed, I
trust you will have formed a habit of
perseverance which will stand you
in good stead all your life long.'
A Fix in Qlcksand.
A TiRIR.I.iNI STORY.
We entered the " untry of the
Artemesia, and with thea exception
of snakes, and occasional sage cock
-as rancid as the berry upon which
he feeds-not an anunal was to be
We had encountered the last buf
falo, ar old bull, three days before.
Him we had killed, but the meat was
tough and- stringy, and, taking out
the tongue and hump ribs, we had
left the remainder of his carcass to
the wolves. We began to repent of
our generosity as we rode further in
to the desert. We were already on
half rations of the 'jerked,' and, as
the hunters remarked, 'dried chaw
ins' it was. We might, ere long, be
glad of a steak from the same old
bull. We shall see.
As we rode along, treading our
way through the wormwood bushes,
an antelope sprang in our path.
Half a dozen rifles were raised, but
before a 'bead'could be drawn, the
sly animal was far beyond range
dashing the white leaves from his
shining flank. The rifles came back
to their rest across the pommel of the
saddle, while their owners, with looks
of disappointment, mi'Lt be heard
apostrophising the goa ii not very
About a mile furthe sand a
some distance to.
I observed a pro
ing behind a swe of 'Te prairie.
My companions were sceptical, and
wheeling out of the train, I started
alone. My horse was fresh and wil
ling, and whether successf'il Or not,
I knew that I could easily overtake
them by camping time.
I struck directly towards the spot
where I had seen the object. It ap
peared to be only a hall a mile from
where I had left the trail. 1 found
it nearer a mile-an illusion which
is very common in the chrystal amnd
cloudless atmosphere of those eleva
A curiously formed ridge travers
ed the plain from east to west. A
thicket of cacti covered part of its
summit; this thicket was the original
point of my destination. Dismount
ing, I led my horse slowly up the
slope, and, reaching the cacti, fas
tened the lariat to a branch. I then
crawled cautiously through the spiky
ovals towards the point where 1 ex
pected to find the game. To my joy,
not one antelope, but a brace of these
beautiful animals, were quietly graz
ing beyond-but, alas! too far be yond
for the carry of my rile. 'Ibey
werec full three hundred yards dis
tant, upon a smooth, grassy slope,
without even a sage bush to serve
me as a cover. What was to be
I lay for several minutes thinking
over the (differenit tricks known in
hunter craft fori taking. the antelope.
Should I imi tate their call? Should
I hoist the hanidkerebief ? No, they
were too shy. I knew this fr-om the
fact that, at short intervals they
thi-e-v up their gracefuil nteeks, an'd
struck the sward with their hoofs,
looking wildly around. I have no
alternative. I shll steal back to my
horse, take the red 'makinaw' fr-om
my Baddle, and display it over the
I had come to this conclusion,
when all att once miy eye r-ested upon
ai clay cover-ed line ini the prairie,
about a hundred yards beyond the
point wvhere the aniheals were feeding.
It was evidently a break in the su
face of the plain-a biuffalo r-oad, pr
halps the bed of an arroyo. Ini either
ease, the very shelter I wanted, and
the gamec was approeaeing it ste pby
step as they fed. Th e (question now
was, could I reach this hollow in
time; and giving up the plan of
spreading my blanket, I resolved to
make the attempt. Cr-eep)ing hack
out of this thicket, and leaving my
horse where I had tied him, I ran
alongside of the r-idge toward tho
point wherec I noticed it was depress
ed to the prairie level. On r-eaching
this point, to my sur-prise ii fouvv
muyself on the bpok of 4 lir~oad arroyo,
whmgg wauters rana over a bed of sand
and gypsum. The banks were low,
not three feet above the surface, ex
cept where the ridge impinged upon
the stream. Here there was a high
bluff, andthurrying dow . to its base,
I entered tb pbannel and tommenc
ed. wading apard: - 1 anticija
ted, I soon , where
the stream after rnnnij el to
the ridge, struck upon a huge rock,
and sweeping round to the right, had
canoned the hill. Here I stopped
and looked cautiously over the bank.
The antelopes had approached with
in fifty yards of the arroyo, but still
quietly cropping the grass, and once
more bending my back I proceeded
up the stream. The bed of the ar
royo was soft and yielding, and I was
compelled to lift my feet with caution,
lest their splashing might disturb the
game. After a weary drag of sever.
al hundred yards, I came to an ar
temesia bush, which grew solitary
upon the top of the bank.
"I must be high enough,' thought
I. I clutched my rifle firmly brought it
to a level, then raised myself and look.
ed through the leavesof the artemesia.
Iwas in the right spot, and sighting
the heart of the buck, fired. IlIe
leaped three feet from the ground,
and fell back again a lifeless lump.
I was about to rush forward and
secure my prize, when I saw the doe,
instead of bounding away, run up to
her fallen partner, and press her ta
pering nose to his body. She was
not more than twenty yards from me,
and I could plainly see that her
look was one of inquiry and bewilder
ment. All at once she seemed to
comprehend the fatal truth. and
throwing back her head, commenced
uttering the most piteous cries, at the
Paino time runnin in circles around
load and kill the doe, but her strainge
and plaintive cries entered my heart,
and completely disarmed me of all
hostile feeling-nay, more; I began
to feel remorse for ,s hat I had rJ
ready done. 1ad I dreamt of wit
nessing a spectacle so painful as the
one before me, I should never left
the train. 'Jerked bull," for a month,
and half rations at that, would have
been happiness to what I endured as I
listened and looked upon this strange
scene. But the mischief was now
done. 'I have worse than killed her,'
thought I, 'it will be best to despatch
her at once, and in this way relieve
her of all pain.' Actuated by a
principle of common, but to her fatal
humanity, I rested the but of my rifle
and reloaded. With a guilty look and
faltering hand, I raised the piece and
fired. My hand was steady enough
to do its work. When the smoke
floated aside, I could see the little
creature bleeding upon the grass,
her head resting upon the body of her
I shouldered my rifle and was about
to move forward, when to my aston
ishmernt I found myself hel by the
feet, and firmly as if my boots had
been screwed in a vice! I made an
effort to raise my legs, but could nei
thaer raise one or the other-another
more violent was equally unsuccess
ful-a third more desperate, and loos
ing my balance, I fell back with a
splash into the water. Ilalf sufocat
ed, I endeavored to recover my uip.
right position. This 1 easily accomn
plishaed, and my knees were already
below the sumrfacee of' sand, and, in
fact, now bent with dificulty. I could
neither move forward nor backward,
to the right or left, and I became
sensible that I was gradually going
down deeper and deeper! Then the
truth flashed uponl me; I was sink
ing in a quicksand!
A feeling of horror ran through
me. I rcnewedl my efforts with the
energy of desperation. I bent to one
side, then to thme other, alnost pulling
my legs from their sookets, but my
feet; I could not move thema an inch.
T1hec sort, clingy samnd already over
topped my hiorseskin boots, wedged
them around my legs, so that I vain
13y endeavored to draw thoem forth);
slowly but surely, as though some
horrid monster leisurely dIragging me
downward. The very thmoughit was
horror, and I cried aloud for help. To
whom? There was no one within miles
-no living thing. Yes; the neig'h
of' my horse answered me fromth
hill, mocking my despair.
I bent forward as wvell as my con
strained position would allow, and
with frenzied lingers tearinmg up the
sand. T could barely tomch .my fet;
the little hollow I was able to scrape
out, filled up as quickly as it had been
A thought occurred to me. I will
place my rifle between my thighs,
honzontally; it may support me for
a time. I looked aropnd for the ob
ject. I hid drqpped! i is -my first
efforts tq rget free' It was beyond
my reed-it bas disapeared.
The next tlought-'Can I . throw
my body flat, and' thus, by constant
exertion prevent myself from sink
ing deeper?' No; the surface of the
water was two feet above that of the
sand. In this position, I should have
drowned at once! I proved that by
bending forward and resting my
hands upon the bottom. The run
ning stream swept my face and
shoulders, and I rose again half chok
ed with the water. The last shift
I made no effort to think. A strange
stupor seized upon me----my very
thoughts were paralysed. I knew that
had left me; I could think of no other;
I was going mad-for a moment 1
After an interval my senscs re
turned. I made an effort to rouse my
mind from this paralysis,. in order that
Imight meet my death, which I now
felt was certain, like a man. I stood
erect ; my eyes had sunk to the prai
rie level, and resting upon the still
bleeding victims of my cruelty; my
heart emote me at the sight, and I
could not help feeling that my fate
was a retribution from God.
With humble and penitent
thoughts, I turned my face to
Heaven, almost dreading that some
sign of Omnipotent anger would
scowl upon me from above. Bit no;
the sun was shining as brightly as
ever #rid tho blue canopy fthe
As I continued looking up an
object attracted my attention. It
was but a speck when my eye first
rested upon it, but every moment it
grew larger, until against the sky I
distii.guished the dark outlincs of a
huge dark bird--I knew it to be the
obscene bird of the plains-the
buzzard vulture. Whence had it
come? who knows? Far beyond the
reach of human eye it had seen or
scented the slaughtered antelope,
and with a broad silent wing, was
now descending in spiral gyrations to
the feast of death. Presently another,
and another, and another, and many
others mottled the deep azure, curving
wheeling silently earthward; and then
the foremost swooped down upon the
bank, and after gazing around flapped
off towards the prey. In a few
seconds the surface of the prairie was
black with filthy birds, who clambered
over the dead animals, and beat their
broad wings against each other, and
core out the tongues and eyes with
their fetid beaks.-And now came
gaunt and hungry wolves-the white
and coyote-stealing from cactus
thickets, and loping cowardly over the
green swells of the prairie; these
drove away the vultures, and dragged
forth the entrails with the quickness
of thought, and growled, and snar-led,
and snapped vengefully at each other,
and licked their blood clotted jaws
with looks of guilty enjoymcnt.
"'Thank Ileave-n! I shall at least be
savecd from this.' I was soona relieved
from the sight of it, my eyes had
sunk below the level of the bank, and
I had looked my last upon the fair
green earth; I could 8e0 only the
white gypsum walls that contained
the river, and the water that r-an
heedlessly between them. Again I
fixed my gaze upon the sky, and with
prayerful heart endeavored to resign
myself to my fate. In spite of my
endeavors, the memory of earthly
pleasures, and friends and home
would come stealing upon me, causing
me at intervals to break out into wild
paroxysmns of grief, and shouting for
help, make fresh and fruitiess
During one of these moments, my
horse again neighed, answering my
shlouts. A thought struck ue-4
shall se0 him again before I die.
Journeyings, shared hardships, had
nrade us known to each other; lie
would come at my call; the lariat was
loosely tied, or the soft cactus would
break at a single jeirk. I lost n~ot a
moment to attempt Its execution.I
raised my voice to its highest pitch
and cried, 'Moro,! Moro!' A loud
neigh was my answer-a neig b o
recognition, that came bncJk u uk
as an echo. I shouted again g .
Morol Proh!' I Iistenad ith
bounding--- heart. "For a momient
there wasl asillnce, only a' mnip nt,
and then came the hollov Aonrid 9f
the prancing hoof; at first rapid . and
irregular,: as of a steed strujgIi tand
rearing to getJreb;-tbeb
heigh; tnd aftei2Lhat), the stro
the iron heel in. a .measured and.
regular gallop. -Nearer appeared
the sounds, nearer, and- nearer," ind .'
nearer, until the gallant brute bound.
ed out upon the bank; here he halted,
and flinging back - his.. tossed -mane,
uttered- another shrill neigh. He
was bewildered, and looked "n every
side, snorting loudly. TI knew thgt =
having once seen me, he wo id. not
stop until he had pressed his nose
against my cheek-his usual custom;
and holding up my hand, lonco mote
called out the magic words,.'Prob
Now, for the first time, -looking
downwards, he perceived. my, head,
and shoulders above the waters; and
stretching himself, he sprung out into
the channel, and came towards me.
The next moment I held him by
There was no time to be lost. I
was still going down;-and my armpits
were fast nearing the surfhce of the
quicksand.-Reaching up, I caught
the lariat-and passed it under the
saddlegirths, fastened it in a frm
tight knot. I then looped th i1. "? ,
ing end, making it secure aron
body, and across my ribs. bad la
left enough of the rope between the
bit ring and the girths, to enable ine
to check and guide ;the animal, in
case the drag upon my body should - -
become top painful.
. All, this. while,. the dumb brnto
without either plu rea rg:
My arrangements.were .at eng.h
completed, and with feel.
mg of awe, I gave o he ig.
nal. Here again tb buI cras.
re-bor..,o~idcn e- he had
to perform. IsteA 1 nRgo'
with a start, I felt therop tighten
upon me slowly and gradunall, as if
it had been drawn by human handa!
I experienced the wild delight t feel
that, slowly and gradually, too, .I
The lariat cut painfully, and I
checked the horse for a moment to
rejust the thong. This was done;
and giving the signal a second -time,
I was drawn from the tenacious ele
ment, and felt myself-a feeling .
cannot describe-sailing along the
water. I sprang to my feet with a
shout of joy. 1rushed up to my brave
steced, and throwing my arm around
his neck, kissed him with as . much
delight as Iwould have kissed a beau
tiful girl. He answered my emdraco
with a low and singular noighing
that told me I wras understood.
I looked for my rifle. Fortunate.
ly it had not sunk deeply, and I soon
found it. My boots, with my spurs,
remained in the quicksand nd doubt.
less, by this time, have reached the
granite formation,- to be fessiled and
thirown up by some future conval.
sion. 1 made noe attem-pbuo rccover
them-being smitten with a whole0
some dread of the place wher had
loft them-but mounting uff gallanb
Moro, I was soon scouring erras tho
prairie in the trail of my comnpagnons
I reached the camp -at aui'ddwn,
where I was met with. woded
looks, and such questioni s.'Dd er
kumn across the gonts?' 'Whers*a
yer boots?' 'Whether hev ye been
hiuntin' or fishinTY
I answered these questions by re
lating my adventure;ad gt
at least, my horse and m flwere
looked upon as the tallest buffers in
that gang. Should theo re~ee
wander to the Rocky Mounthij, he
may hear - the story-math etter
told--of 'that are felle '4 wnu
fetched right out of tb -
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