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LITERARY DEPARTMENT, EDITED BT MINNIE MARY LEE. THURSDAY, MAY 3, 1860 Cm W leave to enjoy myself. That place that does Contain my books, the best companions, is To me a glorious Court, where hourly I Converse with the old 6>ages and Philosophers. Fletcher. FIMATIFFAtfY. OR THE BACHELOR’S RACE FOR A WIFE BY MINNIE MARY LII. (continued erom last week.) Suffice it to say that I allowed my- Belf to make a declaration 1 Allowed, do I say ? I involuntarily did it ! I with the most effort refrained, till it must out with the next breath, or I should strangle before her. She looked divinely for a few moments—doubtless toad anticipated it—hung her head with a coquettish air, thanked me and said— *' I’ll think of it ” This was enough for me ! I clasped my own hands in a transport —for she would not allow tne to touch her own on which a neat blue glove fitted like the very epidermis itself! I learned from her, that her destina tion was to St. Augustine, whither I would delightedly have accomponied her (though I had intended to stop at Bal timore) had she not stoutly refused my doing so. She said that she was to meet a Iriend of her father at Savannah, where she was to tarry a few days—who was then to accompany her to the end of her journey. I plead like a lawyer to be her chap eron to Savannah, pictured to her my despair at leaving her—at being separ ated from her—reflecting that she would be alone, exposed to dangers and lone liness, and in a moment of phrenzy pro posed to her to decide immediately with regard to my proposal—to accept and become Mrs. Finnatiffany at once ! ‘ Mrs. Finnatiffany,” she smilingly mused audibly, “ thntwould sound well* how romantic that would be ! If it were not—but no—it cannot positively be. I cannot give you an answer until I reach Savannah—the time I have be beforo specified—nor must you allude again to accompanying mo under pain of my absolute displeasure.” She said this with such a determined voice and expression of countenance, that I was forced to submit. I wished to make our last parting tender, to im press thereby upon her, my love and ad oration and also my despair—which I could n>t do, however, for her merry laugh and musical voice turned all grav ity and sorrows into the ludicrous. I felt impressed that she assumed this manner to relievo my own feelings, and therefore loved her tho more for the violence I thought she did to her own. In the greatest impatience, I awaited the letter which was to seal my fate.— Though to confess the truth, I had no doubt, but it would contain a confession of that love, that 1 had fancied her mod esty and delicacy forbade her personal ly to reveal to me. After all my heart burnings, and soul-thirstiugs itcame, and read thus: Mr. Finnatiffany :—I am one of those who cannot live without my fun and mirth. This I trust, will excuse me in your forgiving eyes. I reached Savannah safely—found my father’s friend, who also was my own, awaiting me, went with him to the Rev, Dr. B—,s gave him my hand with the legal title to my heart—have been, and lam infinitely happy—start to morrow morn ing for Florida, under the protection of my dear husband. With many wishes for your happiness, and my thanks for your remembered kindnesses, I remain, Yours, &c., Carrie Brooks Sydney. P. S.—My husband is a young Lieu tenant in the Navy, and prodigiously handsome —brave as a general too. From my beautiful pinnacle of faith, hope and love, I was thrust to the low valjey of humiliation and vain wrath. 1 shut myself up in my chamber, darkened my windows, and inwardly resolved that I would never again even look upon the light of day. But this was not my nature—so in due course of time I lour d myself amid the woi Id agair. After several weeks I sought private lodgings. I was recommended to ac r -commodate myself at Mrs. Milner’s, whoso house was one of long established reputation. Fortunately, or unfortuna tely, the very day that I applied, a sin gle room had been vaeated, by one who YUf I II Edited by W. H. WOOD and Motto——' tc Freedom is the only safeguard of Government, and Order and Moderation are necesary to Freedom.*’— Milton. MINNIE MARY LEE. VOL. 1- —NO. 17. had just been so unspeakably happy, as to terminate his state of old bachelorship by hymen’s silken bands. I considered this circumstance a happy presage of my own fate, and made arrangements to make immediate possession. My nerves and mind gradually be came 'comparatively restored in this quite retreat. There was only one child in the whole household, and the mother of that was so careful of its health that it not often left her room. This was a blessing. Nothing puts me out of patience more than the crying and screaming of children. The boarders were mostly young single g sntlernan— clerks, two or three lawyers, one editor, and two rival doctors, who sat opposite at table, but never spoke to each oth- Our landlady was a slim tall, pale woman, apparently about thirty-five, very gentle and dignified in her man ners, and as I found, very much respec ted and esteemed by all her boarders. She had been a widow thirteen years, after having been a wife but six months. When I heard this, my heart pitied her, and 1 endeavored on more than one oc casion to draw her into conversation, that I might allude to that subject, and express my condolence for her. She would converse in her calm, pleas ant manner, but if I alluded, however, meantly, to her past bereavement, she would look at me so sternly, for her, that I would have to stop short in my sentence The editor professed for me consider able friendship—so much so—that i used to invite him into iny room of Sun day nights on which occasions, I com municated to liiin by decrees, my whole past eventful history, in which lie brofes sed to feel much interest, and for my self he expressed much sympathy. At first he merely hinted, then plainly ad vised me to pay my addresses to Airs. Milner. “Here is the reason of your repeated failures,” iie would siy tome. “You have given young, inconsiderate, foolisli girls, opportunities to amuse themselves at your expense. At your age of life you should seak to unite with yourself some lady more sedate, of more exper ience and consideration. . So estimable a lady as Mrs. Milner would make you a pattern of a wife. As your friend I advise you to do this, a d will also speak a good word for yon to her. She is already much prepossessed in your favor, as I have learned from her own lips.” I needed not mony persuasions like these from my friend to encourage me to prosecute my attentions to Mrs. Mil ner. She was so quite, so selfpossessed, always so serious and distant that I scarcely knew howto act 1 See was so kind, however, and so polite, that I doubted not the truth of my friend’s statements of her regard for me, with which he favored me from lime to time Following his directions I one evening, at tea, asked her if I could see her a few moments alone. She hesitated for a moment, saying she should be engnged till after eight o’cloch—but would see me after that time if I desired it. I had no donut, in my own mind, but that the editor, Mr. Fleet, had informed her of the object of rnv desire private terview, and as her answer was so cheerfully given, notwithstanding her prior engagement, and so unisant with her generally interesting manner, that I waited the coming of the hour with commendable composure, I ought to have called to my mind my former de feats—and experienced some perturba tions and misgiviugs of heart—but alas, a blind, obstinate confidence has eve»* been my besetting stumbling-block ! I toek my station in the little parlor, on one end of the sofa, which I wheeled up before the grate, the coals in which I stirred into brightness, and then I sat, waiting for her footsteps, conning over in my mind my love-speech something near to the seventieth and seven, in or der of number. I determined not to appear excited, however much my knees might shake, and my heart Hurriedly beat. I would strive to imitate her own iinpurturable calmness. At last, soon after the clock told I eight, the outer hall door opened—foots C. B. S. NEW ERA.I SAUK RAPIDS, MIN., THURSDAY, MAY 3, 1860. t -ps approached —the parlor door open ed quietly, gently.—l knew her hand was upon the handle. She entered not alone—but followed by Rev. Mr. Walters, a long-faced clergyman and was just about to extend ray hand, when she, intorduced him us her husband ! O. sliirme and confusion ! I looked around, to se? if by any means I might find a place where to hide my diminish ed head. I prayed for the floor to open and hide me from human face forever more. What contributed to render my situation more intolerable, was that in her c. lin voice the bride innocently said to me : “ I think, sir, you requested to see me on some business this evening— lam ready now to communicate with you.” I stammered out, “No ma’am—your pardon I did not know—l was not aware—l will not trouble you —it was of but little consequence —excuse me, madam—your humble servant —I only thought to thank you —I wish you hap piness—good evening if you please’’— and I backed out as well as I could, with the eyes of the happy couple wide in astonishment, at iny awkward man ners, and almost incoherent expressions I retired to my room and buried my burning face in my bandana that seem ed also blazng. O woe is me—l exclaimed from the fulness of iny grief and shame. The truth flashed upon me—l had been egregiously played the fool with by Fleet ! No doubt Mrs. ibilner had no share in the deception, hut Fleet, know ing of her intended man age, proposed the same night for my declaration of love to lief. Confound the fellow ! Why had he not proved really my friend —informed me of the lady’s intention, that I might have offered myself sooner? Who knows hut that she would have preferred a single man of considerable wealth, to a pennyless minister— if w id ower, the father of seven children ? Why did she not consider how much the management of them would try her tender patience ? But now it was too late ! I was again disappointed; again I verified the truth that “ man was made to mourn.” Yet this was not the finale of the af fair. Fleet, rejoicing in my discomfi ture, published my whole previous his tory which in confidence I had unfolded to him, connecting it with this my last most mortifying defeat, describing me so minutely, that 1 was known by every one as the hero. The consequence was that I couid not set foot outside of my room, but that l was laughed and sneer ed at. Owing to this I was forced to seek a new home. Mrs. Milner, now Mrs Walters, had gone to the Parson age on the day following her marriage- Mrs. Mellony had succeeded her as heac. of the boarding establishment, and this was the reason that I still continued possession of my room and place—which I should not have done one day, had Mrs. W alters remained—for how could 1 ever have looked my quiet lady-like landlady in the face, after that night of chagrin and disappointment. Had not Fleet turned Ins ridicule upon me—l would not have sought new quar ters—but as it was, I picked together iny “ goods and chattels” again, arid proceeded to the extreme other end of the ci:y, determined to take up my abode with some person, whom, it would be inpossible any one should think I could desire for a sweet heart or a wife. I will omit the particulars of how I happened to get into Mrs. Hoskm’s family. She was the homeliest, in my opinion, of all the daughters of Eve. From the constant redness of her face I would infer she must have been chief cook to Queen Anne. Her hair was too nearly the color of my own for me to speak particularly concerning. Stiff hairs grew around her coarse mouth. Her voice was a shrill stentornphnntic As a herald of a Homer she might have been useful. Her neck was as big as her head. She had ro waist. As a ge ometrical figure, she was a rhomboid. Her arm, her wrist, and hand seemed a continuation of one and the same plane. A female Hercules she was in strength and stature. [concluded next week ] •Correspondence of the New Era. Letter from New Hampshire. Manchester, N. H , April 7, ’GO. Dear Minnie: ’lis many days since that our New England hills threw off their royal robes of ermine ; only just a billowy cloud lies at the foot of yonder mountain, and from the bare, brown earth are the earliest spring flowers peeping;—-still the hoar frost counterfeits its w hite sister’s image, tho’ short, while lasts the -fashion of its plumes , still the winds essav to pipe forth the mournful dirges of the past month, but they break into gladsome carols. O ! would that frail mortals could cast aside the robes, the frosts, the chilling blasts of sorrow, springing into nne life w ith return of birds and flowers. For dearth of news, I am going to tell you all about “our Minister,” who came among us nearly a year ago, fresh from Theological halls. JVe all say lie is a d\rlihg; while others say he is a perfect little frenchman. He is quite young; j notf ar from 20, I should thin!:; small in 1 size, below the medium stature, dark haired, dark-eyed, with a pale, studious cast of countenance, voice s”.eet and muscal, scrupulously neat in dress, bnt far from anything foppish or banesboxy in his appearance. (Me reminds one of a New Yorker in this particular. A Bostonian seems ever to be in fear of losing his collar, his neck-tie, his coat sleeve. or his patent leathers, and lie touches this, smooths that, and glances d >wn at the other to be sure he still remains just as his tailor left him.) His manner in the Pulpit is nearly faultless, free from all affectation, quiet, grave, and earnest ; his sermons in the main arc sound, practical, orthodox ones; dealing sturdy, firm and heavy blows at the infidelic isms that walk the earth in high places, clothed in such robes of light, that did not tho heart as sert its equailty with the mind, cool reason would urge us into the belief that Faith, the most precious gift this ot Heaven, was nought hut “self reliance.” At times he is truly eloquent, bright gems of thought falling from his lips that spirkle with a diamond bril liancy, penetrating the heart and light ning up its darkest recesses with a glowing love for God in Christ. In denouncing sin, he does not suffer his hearer’s minds to he far gone in drowsy quietness, so that they inurmer, “What is that I hear?” hut they shrink within themselves,,and feel “ a thunder peal broke over my head; the blast of the trumpet is to my ear.” Where are those who having heard of Rev. H. W. Beecher’s eccentricities, say that our Minister attempts to mould er in the same Jonn, (Fudge !) which construed one way, if the thing were possible, would set the world agog to see the Phenix. As he is yet untried in the world’s school, probably his ardent, enthusi astic, sensitive nature will have many tiials to encounter ’ere be is thoroughly disciplined, but if God be with hitn, who shall prevail against him ? His social qualities are of a high order, and his child like ease and grace, united with a seeming freedom from all thought of self is truly captivating. You ought to see Ids smile. His countenance sud denly lights up, a meteoric flash passes rapidly as chain-lightning over it, leav ing it the same pale, thoughtful one as before. When I saw bis sinile. 1 knew I should like to know his charming thoughts, as he cantered alone over the hills. You must know he is the owner of a fine horse, and he rides it too, not being able to discover why a Minister should not enjoy the wealth of health, he indulges himself to a brisk gallop over the hills and plains, breathing the fresh, invigorating air, which imparts new action to the soul even. Often, when he has exchanges with the neigh boring parishes, he performs the jour ney on horse-hack, which is cause of grievance to some. One summer Sab bath twilight a Sister Anne ’spied a “great dust” down the road, which caused her to come to a sudden stand still in her musing walk, and with eyes peering through the gathering gloom, •1m watched with breathless anxiety to ONE DOLLAR A YEAR know what it portended, when how was she spell-bourn with horror to see Our Minister come tearing along at a furi ous, break-neck pace, when suddenly turning, lie performed two or three cir- | cles, then dashed on at the same mad rate as before. Well, what of it ? What if it was Sunday: What more sin was there in riding fast or slow?— | But there are people who think that Ministers should only use, in the shape of horse-flesh, some lank, lean, kosin ante, that i 3 warranted never to go faster than a walk. They seem to feel that a wager lies in the hoof of every flat-faot-j ed animal; therefore it is a crying evil, for ministers to patronize such I am reminded of a divine that resided] in the saburbs of Boston. He was the owner of a fine horse, much to the dis comforture of some good people—no ; —no! The “Sister Anne’s” who are ever on the ‘ look-out” to spy things, out of the dust, even that floats about “the watchmen on the tower of Zion ” —(" n °d many of them iccar broadcloth !!!) j I can seem to see his despairing look asj he gazed upon ids noble barb, and said,j “God has given me a noble animal,! graceful in form, fleet of foot, clear, lustrous eyes; but I have got to maim it. I must break one of it 3 legs, put! out an eye, or disfigure it in some way. ’Tis too bad to mar so splendid a piece of workmanship, but it must be done.— O ! “Sister Anne’s” of both sex do let the clergy, on horseback, trot, gallop, or run in the clear, bracing air, ’twill only whisk the cob-webs from their brain, and they will give us all the bet ter sermons. Will they not with Gillimene St. Ark. Corri-sj omtence of the New Era. New York Letter. New York, April, 16th, 1360. Nearly or quite onc-third of the peo ple now seen in our streets, and at the various places of amusement, are birds of passage, who flock to our matropnlis, to attend the Spring gatherings. It is true, the attractions are great, and numberless, especially to those from abroad. There is the Women’s Rightsl Convention—that annual clubbing to gether of a score or two of misguided philanthropists, who, liko a group of: petulant children, are clamoring fori something, they know not what. They, generally draw crowded halls of curious, mirth-disposed people; and their sayings arid doings give a decided relish to eve- ry-day gossip. I apprehend these strong-minded women find but few sym pathizers,—certainly not many among our sex. who are too busy enjoying the: privileges they now have, to find time to indulge in nny such controversies. Much credit is due these fair advo cates of equal justice, and their indefat igable champion, Horace Grecly, for! their perseverance in a cause which promises so little success, -though wr suspect their patience would long ago have abandoned them, were it not kept alive by their insatiable penchant for rostrum notoriety. The principal movers in this Conven tion are Mrs. Anthony, Rose, and Brown, who are already in the city hold ing their meetings. Resides the above, there are the us ual number of May Anniversaries, and Sabbath School gatherings —all of which bring hundreds o( strangers Trades of all kinds flourish well this season, particularly that of the light fingered craft. A half a dozen cases have come to ourtiotice lately of their surprising skill in charming out of cav ernous pockets—purse, papers, and jewelry. Our friend rode home in the stage, with but one traveling companion, and he a gentleman—that is, his coun tenance was noble, his broadbloth of the first quality, his boots well polished and his manners extremely graceful, as he obligingly handed up the sixpense fare for his companion. Did the rogue natch a glimpse of the contents of his neighbor’s pocket-book ? We opine so. It was slipped unsuspectingly into the depths of its accustomed receptacle, and there remained till our friend, after leaving the stage, drew it forth to make some purchases, when lo ! it was clasp ed, but empty. A small incision in the depth of the pocket, betrayed the ingeni- the new era Printing Establishment, Second Story, NEW ESA BI'ILDIXG, SAUK RAPIX79. We have a large assortment of new and Type, Boider, Cuts, Etc., » liirh eaabtrs u* to tutn out nm of the bear jot) work in the State, a> d at tow prices. Dill Hum, Post* rs, Ituui, Cards, Bills, Cit cclaks, Isvitatiojh, Labels, Etc; And every other itcsrription of printing exerp Bonk work, done neatly and propplly at iLi* office. Bt.tSKsof every iWcription printer to order. ousness of the rogue. *Twoultl puzzle a philosopher to tell how the coin war extracted. Certes !—it was a slight-ot hand equalled by none of the marvelous tricks of the wizard Anderson. You may “keep your eves and yonr ears open” as widely as Henry Ward Beccltcr does, but consider yourself ex tremely fortunate if you become not a victim to one of the fashionable artist* in “pick-pocketing.” More so at least, *hnn Rei. Forrester Tor the New Era. Animal Instincts The student of Nature finds innum erable specimens of organized matter worthy of his serious contemplation. The inanimate may furnish that which : s directly displays Divine Intelligence, and the inorganic may'aUolnvolve mys teries profound : vet the series of de velnpmant tnan fested in the unimate, claims our highest regard ; for in this development ate evinced many charac teristics among the orders of animals, common to the human race. We are accustomed to say that it is degrading to elevate a mere brute to the level of a man, by ascribing to him reason. We therefore call bis natural sagacitv an inward impulse, or brute intuition. — Howaver we may denominate these de velopments in tho orders of animlas low ;er than man, yet jn many instances j their impulses take a higher range than some men’s reason ; —or, to give it a fair statement, the impulses of some an imals are acted out more promptly than | the exercise of some men’s reason. 1 here seems also to be a ditrerenco in the exercise of this inward impulse even jin species of the same family. In he family of the Finches, tho j hedge sparrow seems not to be aware j tliat sometimes she is with assiduous ! care raising up in her nest a cuckoo, !an enemy to Iter race, and which liko a I great Shanghai chicken among smalll ! chickens, not only absorbs all the food from her foster parent, but also tottles the lawful heirs out of their nest. On the contrary the American Goldfinch, or yeilow bird, seems to apprehend nil enemy's tracks ot first glance, when re turnii g to her nest site finds in it "the egg of a cuckoo or that of a cow bird. In order, therefore, to cut short the prospect of raising nn evil bird, she builds directly over the nest and cover* up out of sight the evil egg. This same little bird also quickly learns the nature of bird-lime, and if she acciden tally lights on a twig covered with this substance, she hongs suspended by hef leet with her wings closed until the vtar-* cons matter drips off. She tken give# a flutter as it to rid herself of the deadly influence and flies away. Evorv after being apprehensive of danger from this direction, she closely scrutinizes a LusU or twig before perching. A. Farewell to the Hoops lloops have had their day, and are ev idently in a fashionable decline. The age of expansive crinoline is over! The fall of hoops has been predicted to much of late, and to so little purpose, that the multitude has convinced itself that the whole is a false alarm. But the "signs of the times” ae present are not to be mistaken in New York, at least. Hoops have not gone suddenly out of use, and it would be adsurd to fancy that they could run into desuetude so promptly ; but they have diminished so much in their proportions among the bon ton, that in many cases, they seem absent alto gether ; and among the middle classes of society, they have assumed a modifica tion that barely foreshows their define. Laughs.— ln the olden times, every man who could afford it, kept a jester; we are more economical, and pay out half dollars to keep a company of them. This is like traveling by railroad, or inf an omnibus, instead of being at the ex pense of keeping your own conveyance. If you get ten hearty laughs in an eve ning, for fifty cents—which may be con sidered a fair average—that is only five cents a laugh, and to care-worn dyspep tics, they are richly worth it, and the cheapest medicine going .^—Traveler. Never be oast down by trifles. If a' spider breaks his web twenty times,- twenty times will he mend it. Make tip your mind to do a thing, and you will do it. Fear not if trouble come upon you: keep up your spirits though the day m ay be a dark one.— Ex.