Saturday Evening Mail, Volume 2, Number 20, Terre Haute, Vigo County, 11 November 1871 — Page 6

From the Golden Age.) THE AUTUMN DAYS. BY HESTER A. BENEDICT.

The Autumn days have come again, With sheen and song and story; Their breath is on the gathered grain,

And on tiic ill tlx their glory. Their bright hue*cover all our bowera & Their winds are filled with sweetness. 5 And freighted are their dreamful hours./

With fragrance and with nectnem^ Our wcarj'feet are out again, 'i Where tangled ways are brightest, Where light leaves thrill through happy pain,

To tenderest touch and lightest.

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Hut from them all, nome perfect good Heems lost—with bairn and \vtelnesH: And something lifted from tie- wood

That crowned it with completeness. Where are th.i hands we damped last year, On ju»t such day*

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Tlie rosy lip* that clung to ours In love's dlvineat kisses? Where are the feet that gaily trod

Thfiso golden ways and quiet? The brown eye*, greatenlng a*they watched The leaves in haiwlets riot? Where are the hearts whose merrlth6il^

Through tangli, and song, and chatter, Floated to all this wllderment Like leaves tlie sweet winds scatter? We glide adown the haimful days hike wreck* upon a river, With fainting heart*, and faded eyes,

And hands that ache and shiver. To touch again the golden sheer Of locks that fluttered from us, When the thunder-roll wus In our ar, 4f

Ami the brightening flash upon us!, f\.' And still tho bright days come and go, And fair night* iill our dreaming With many a white robe's saintly flow,

And many a fond eye's gleaming. Hut never through the autumn days, Will the dear ones walk beside us, For dentil's dark vale with mystic ways.

And a shadowy stream divide us. And thro' the brightly broidered hours That pass with song and story, Wo sit and dream ol fadeless flowers

In far-off fields of glory.

And we catch the rythirfic flow of limes That chime with love's own calling, .•••„. When Into happiest of swoons

Tlie golden days are falling. 0, In the lands that leaneth down To the eternal river, our lives will wear their olden crown

Forever and forever! And days will come, and days will go, Anil ealmful dreams will reoeh us, For the lips we vainly cry for now, (toil's tenderest love will teach us.

I'miMI'KM'IUA, October, 1»71.

The Minister's HouseKeeper.

BY MRS. HARRIET BEECHER STOWE.

(SnKNE.— The */t(uli/ tide of a hlnrherri/ pantttrc—Sam Lawnon with the hoy* pickt«g hlvrhct rien.—Sum luq.

Wal, you see, boys—'twasjust here, 1'arson Carrvl's wifo sho died along 111 tho forepart o' Mnrch—my cousjn Huldy, sho undertook to keep Iioubo for hlin. Tho way on't was, that Huldy, hho went to take euro o'Mis Carry 1 in tho Cunt on't—when she fust took wick. Huldy was a tailoress by trade, but then, who was one o' these facultiso persons, that has a gift for most anything, and that's how Mis (larryl como to sot sech store by her, that when slio was sick nothin would do for her but sho must havo Huldy round all tho time, and tho minister lie said he'd make it good to her all tho name, and sho shouldn't lose nothin' by it, and sc Huldy, sho staid with Mrs. Carryl full throo months bofore mIio*died, and to t»eoln' to everything pretty much 'round the place. Wal, arter Mis Carryl died. Parson 'tirrvl, he'd got so kind o' used to hovui' her 'round taking care o' tilings, that ho wanted her to stav long spell uhd so Huldy, sho staid long spell and poured out his ten and mended his close, and made pies and cakes, and cooked, and washed, and ironed, and kep' everything as noat lis a a pin—lluldy was a droll'ul chipper sort a gal, and work sort o' rolled off from uor llko water off a duck's back. There warn't a girl in Sherbnrno that could put such sight o' work through :»s lluldy, and yet, Sunday mornln', Mho always come out in tho singers seat liko one o' these June roses lookin so fresh and sinilin', and her voice was jwt as clear ami sweet as a meadow lark's—Lordy massy—I 'inotnbor how sho used to sing some 'o them are plaos where the treble and counter usod to go together, her voice kind o' trembled a little, and it sort o' went thro' r\nd thro* a feller! tuck him right where he lived."

Here Ham leaned contemplatively buck with his head in a clump of sweet fern, ami refreshed himself with a chew of vouug wintergreen. "This 'ere young wintergreen, l*»ys, is jest liko a fillers thoughts o' things that happened when ho was young—it comes up leht so fresh and tender everv year the longest you have to live, and you can't help shawln' on't tho' 'tis sort o' stinging—I don't never get over llkin'young wintergreen."

Hut about lluldah, 8am?" Oh, yes—about lluldy—Lordy masfjyl when a feller's Indlunlng round these ewpiea-* nt summer days, a fellrc's thMi4hts glla like a Hock of partridges— they*» up and dTTwn and everywhere, 'cause one pi aw is jest about as good as another, when thoy's all so kind o' comfortable and nice. Wal, about Huldy—as I wan savin'—she whs jmt as handsome a gal to look at aa a tfller could have, and I think a nice, well-behaved voting kaI In the singers aoat of a Sunday is a means o'grace, it's nor* o* draw in to the unregenerate,

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know. Whv, 1 «n them days, walked ie«» mikJi over to Sherburne of Snti-i t\* mornln' lest to play the bass viol in same singers'seat with Huldy.

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went out t^ rln' aho was allers be*poke six m. mi shs ahead, and sent for in waggins up and down for ten miles round, tor the young fellers was allers 'uiamn anxioua to tw sent after Huldy, Mid waf .juiteHnP- :.n to go for her. \V*J, after Mis l. i, Huldy got to le sort o' houH. keeper at ti.e minister'*, and*nv verythin^~n I did everjtli#•» th »t there a t, a pin 4»

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tion—yon see she hod a good property into his study and go on.own of her own, right nigh to the minis- 'Huldy, says the ter's lot, and whs always kind o' active 'yon uin experienced out d....-s, an .. ... uriAiv nnvl vuv vnil

and busy—so, takin'one thing with another, 1 shouldn't wonder if Miss Pipshould thought that provienee" pointed that way. At any rate she went up to Deakin Hlodgett's wife, and they two sort o' put their heads to*gether a mournin' ami condolin' about tho way things was likolytogo on at the minister's now Mis Carrvl was dead. Yo see tho parson's wife, sho wits one of them women who bed their eves everywhere and on everything. She was a little thin woman, but tough as Injer rubber' and smart as a steel trap, and there warn't a hen laid an egg, or cackled, but Mis t'arrvl was right there to ^ee about it and she had the garden niado in the spring, and the medders mowed in summer, and the cider made, and the corn husked, and the apples got in the tall, and the Doctor had nothin to do but jest sit stock still a ineditatin' on Jerusalem and Jericho and theui things that ministers think about—but Lordy massy! he didn't know nothin about where anything lie oat or drunk, or wore, come from or went to—his wife jest led 'round in temporal things and took care on him like a baby.

Wal, to be sure Mis Carrvl looked up to hiin in spirituals, and thought all the world on him—for there warn't a smarter minister no where 'round. Why,when he preached on Decrees and Election, they used to eotne over from South Parish and West Sherburne, and Old Town to hear him, and there was sich a row o' waggins tied along by tlie ineetin' house, that the stables was all full and all the hitchin posts was full, clean up to tho tavern, and so that folks said the Doctor^ made the town look like a general training day, a Sunday. fie was great on texts,the doctor was. When he bed a p'int to prove he'd jest go thro the Hibloand diiveall the texts ahead 'o him liko a Hock o' sheep—and then if there was a text seemed agin him—why he'd come out with his Greek and Hebrew, and kind o' chase it round arspell, jest as you see a feller chase a contrary bell wether, and make him jump the fence arter the rest—I tell you there wan't no text in the Bible that could stand agin the Doctor when his blood was" up. The year after the Doctor was appointed to 'lection sermon in Boston he made such a flgger that the Brattle street church sent a committee right down to see if they could get him to Boston and then the Sherburne folks, they up and raised his salary—ye see there ain't anvthing wakes folks up like somebody else wantin what you've got Wal, that fall they made him Doctor ot Divinity at Cambridge College, and so thev sot more on him than ever. Wal vou seo, tho Doctor of course, he felt kind o' lonesome and alllicted, when Mis Carryl was gone, but railly and truly, Iluldv was so up to everything about tho house that the Doctor didn't miss nothin in a temporal way. His shirt bosoms were pleated finer than they over was, and them rullles round his wrists was kept liko tho driven snow, and there warn't a brack in his silk stocking, and his shoe buckles was kep' polished up, and his coat brushed, and thero warn't no bread and biscuit like Huldv's, and her buttor was like solid lumps of gold, and then thero weren't no pies eqal hers, and so tho Doctor novor felt the loss ol Mis Carry! at table. Then there was Huldy allers opposite to him, with her blue eyes and hot- cheeks liko two poaches, she was kind o' pleasant to look at, tho more the Doctor looked at her tho better he likod her, and so things sonmed to be goin' on quiet and comfortable ef it hadn't boen that Mis Popporidgo, and Miss Deakin Blodgott, and Mis Sawin got thoir heads together a talkin abom things.

Poor man," says Mis Pipperidge, 'what can that child that he's got there do towards taking care of all tho place? It takes a mature woman,' sho says, 'to tread in Mis Carryl's shoes.' 'That it does,' says Mis Blodgott, 'and when things once gets to runnin' down hill there ain't no stopping 'em,' says she.

Then Mis Sawin, sho took it up. (Yo seo Mis Sawin used to go out to dress makin' and was sort o' jealous, 'cause folks sot more by Huldy than they did by her. 'Well,' says sho, 'Huldy Peters is well enough at her trade I nev er dinied that, though I do say I never did believe in her way o' makin' button holes, and I must say if 'twas the dearest Iriend that I had, that I thought Huldv, tryin' to fit Mis Kittridgo's plumb-colored silk was a clear piece of presumption—tho silk was just spiled so 'twarn't lit to come into the meeting house. I must say Huldy's a gal that's always too ventu'resomo about taking 'sponslbllities sho don't know nothing about.'

Of conse she don't,' said Mis Deakin Blodgett. 'What does she know about all the lookin' and seein' to that thero ought to bo in guiiiin' tho minister's. Huldy's well meanin' and she's good at her work, and good in the singers' seat, but I*ordy Massy, she hain't got no experience. Parson Carryl ought to havo an experienced woman to keep house for him. There's the spring house-cloanln', anil the fall housecleanin' to bo seen to, and tho things to put away from tho moths, and then the gotten' "ready for the association and all tho ministers' meetings, and the making the soap and tho candles, and settin' the hens and turkies, watchin' the calves and seein' after the hired men and the garden—and thero that are blessed man jist sets there at home is serene, and has nobody 'round but the gal, and don't even know how things must bo a runnin' to waste

Wal, the upshot on't was thev fussed and funded and whufcxled till they'd drlnked up all the tea in the tea-pot, and then they went down ana called upon the parson and whnitxled him all up talkin' about this, that, and t'other that wanted lookin' to and that it wiu no way to leave everything to a young chit like Huldy, and that ho ought to be looking aliont for an experienced woman. The parson, he thanked them kindly, said he believed their motives wore good, but be didn't go no further. He didn't ask Mis Pipperidge to come and stay there and help him, nor nothin' o' the kind, bnt he said he'd attend to matters him--the fiict was the parson had got *•.: a liking for having Huldy 'round tli-t he couldn't think o' such a thing

out tlie IU»t von know *lls In ?«*ri*hes, there «l! r- 1-4 women th» thmka the asawappin'heroff tor the widder Pipminister'a alV.drs J" m. and peridge. th»-\ ii:\. sr.i'.in and! But he tho\ight to hlinaclf Huldy Is a mtidin* Vni, and if -1 miniver's wife gvd girl, but I oughtn't to be a leavIn' "sh U, uVrs their 1 everything to her—it's too hard on her.

t'J«* OJH-H UU J'tel.- i'"- out ho'* to tb* next 0M* Now the rem AmHib PfpfW9 wi,i Icr v.uit *n.ij »«'k «ftd a ilt-ok n»He~ kin I hkca \*-s3nd il» w*s u' thi i:» up v, .-nuit 'n.iir.'wrt women. ska? tiii i... i-v i'.iST'T"6 ilf-iny '}&• iiiir.i.s'.er.

I ought to be instruct in' and guidin,' and help-in* of !»r, 'cause 'tain't everylody si.11** te.rjwfed to kn«w wlmt Mis* Carry! did, ial nt ll he W-uS|j tu, I I. Tdy m*-»y didn't Hal ?. .ve *i tiu, ou't when"

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when you want to know anything you must come to me.' •Yes sir.'says Huldy. 'Now, Huldv,' savs tho parson, 'you tfiust be sure to su've tho turkey eggs so that we can have a lot of turkeys for Thanksgiving.'

Yes sir,' says Huldy, and opened the pantry door and showed him a nice dishful she'd been saving up. Wal, the very next day tho old parson's henturkey was found killed, up to old Jim Scroggs' barn—folks said Scroggs killed it, though Scroggs. he stood to it ho didn't—at any rato tho Scroggses, they made a meal on't, and Huldy, she felt bad about it, because sho'd set her heart on raising the turkeys—and she Hays, 'oh dear, I don't know what I shall do, I was just ready to set her.' 'Do, Huldy ?r says tho parson, 'why there's tho other turkey, out there by tho door, and a fino bird too ho is.'

Sure enough,'there was old Tom tur3V a struttin' and a silin' and a quitkey ., terin' and a llounting his tail feathers in the sun, like a lively young widower, already to begin life over again. •But,' said Huldy, 'you know he can't set on eggs.' 'lie can't? I'd like to know why, says the parsou—'ho shall set on eggs and hatch them, too.' •Oh, Doctor,' savs Huldy, all in a tremble, 'cause you know sho didn't want to contradict the minister, and she was afraid she should laugh—'I never heard that a Tom turkey would set on eg^s.' •Why they ought to,' said the parson, gitting quite earnest, 'what else be they good for? You just bring out the eggs, now, and put them in tho nest, and I'll make him set on them.'

So Huldy, she thought there wern't no way to convince him but to let him try, so she took the eggs out and fixed them all nice in the nest, and then she came back and found old Tom a skirmishing with tho parson pretty lively, I tell ye. Ye see, old Tom, lio didn't take the idee at all, and he flopped and gobbled and fit the parson, and the parson's wig got around so that his cue stuck straight out over his ear, but he'd got his blood up. Yo see, the old Doctor used to carrying his pints of doctrine, and he hadn't fit the Arminians and Socinians to bo beat by a Tom turkey—so finally he made a dive and ketched him by the neck in spite o' his flopping, and stroked him down, and put Huldy's apron around him. 'There lluldy,' he says, quite red in the lace, 'we've got hiin now,' and he traveled off to the barn with him as lively as a cricket.

com* Otlt Of hi* «tudv atvi »m( to "t« c: 1 tf(ir.c H11W7, y.tu .••• *.:»• .i. .»!! the u.-rM t!»- ». an-l si--'* w.v« *mo» afr.i I t*» 3-uiiib. but «h'» l-»!--! me sii" eouidti'S Hi lb U:e »f hi !p when br* :r '!. fr i-i- t. '11 :ed :•. 11 a ui-?* w.iv, htii

Huldv camo behind, jist choking with laugh, and afraid the minister would look 'round and seo her. 'Now Huldy, we'll crook his legs and set him down,' says the parson, when they got him to the nest, 'you see ho is getting quiet, and he'll set there all right.'

And the parson sot him down, and old Tom, he sot there solemn enough and held his head down all drooping, looking like a rail pious old cock, as long as the parson sot by him. 'There you see how still ho sets,' says the parson to lluldy.

Huldy was most dyin' for fear she should laugh. 'I'm afraid he'll get up, says she, 'when you do.' •Oh, 110 lie won't' says the parson, quite (confident, 'there, there,' says he, laying his hands ou him, as if he was pronouncing a blessing. But when tho parson riz up, old Tom, lie tiz up, too, and began to march over the eggs. 'Stop, now!' said the parson, .'I'll make him get down again haud me that corn basket, we'll put that O^cr him.'

So ho crooked old Tom legs him down again, and they put tho basket over him, and then they both stood and waited.

Just as I10 spoke tho basket riz right up and stood, and thoy could see old Tom's long legs. 'I'll make him stay down, confound him,' says tho parson, for yo see parsons Is men liko tho rest 011 us, and the Doctor had got his spunk up.

You jist hold him a minute, and I'll got something that'll make him stay, I guess,' and out ho went to tho fence and brought in a long, thin, flat stone, and laid it on old toni's back.

Old Tom ho wilted down considerable under this, and looked railly as if I10 was going to give in. He staid still

there a eood long spell, and tho minister and Huldv left him there and como up to the house, but they hadn't more than got in the door before they see old Tom a hippin' along, as high stepping as ever, saying 'talk talk and 'quitter! quiterr and strutting and gobbling as if he'd come through the Hed sea and got tho victory. 'Oh my eggs!' said lluldy, 'I'm afraid lies smashed 'em

And su ro enough they were smashed flat enough under the stone. I'll havo him killed,' said tho parson, 'wo won't have such a critter around.'

But the parson he slept on it and theti didn't do it—ho only como out next Sunday with a tip top sermon on tho "riginafCuss,' that was pronouced on things in general, when Adam fell, and showed now every thing was allowed to go contrary ever since. There was pig-weed, and pusley, and Canady thistles, cut worms and bug worms, and canker worms, to say nothin' of rattlesnakes—tho Doctor made it very impressive and sort o' improvin,' but Huldy, she told me, going homo, that she could hardly keep from laughing two or three times in the sermon when sho thought of old Tom standing up with the corn basket on his back.

Wal, tho next week Huldy, she jist borrowed the minister's horso and sidesaddle, and rode over to south Parish to her Aunt Bascomes, the widder Bascomes, you know, that lives there by the trout-brook, and got a lot of turkey eggs of her and set a hen on them and said nothing, and in good time there was a nice lot of turkey chicks as ever ye see. lluldy never said a word to the minister about his experiment, and ho never said a word to her, but he sort ot kept more to his books and didn't take it 011 him to advise so much.

But not long arter ho took it into his head that Huldy ought to have a pig to be a fattenin' with the buttermilk. Mis Pipperidge settoim op to it,and jist then old Tim Biglow. oat to Janiper Hill, told him if he'd call over he'd hive him a pig. mr

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with his pig. Huldy. she *ald she lie put a .*r i:s th.* out ?. ••r*\ r«r~.tn*!' in the trk, a •!*, n.ii»M if. -ind th» jirMn. f.M hi'ii he mfgb*

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aaid he'd come and do the pig pen next day. ^Val after dark. Parson Carryl, he driv into the yard full chizel, with bis

He'd tied up his mouth to keep from squeelin' and he seed what ne thought was the pig-pen—he was rather near sighted—and so ho ran and threw piggy over and down he dropped into the water, and the minister put out his horse and pranced, off into the house quite delighted. 'There, Huldy, I've got you a nice littlo pig.' 'Dear me,' says Huldy, 'where have you put him 0 'Why, out there in the pig-pen to be sure.' 'Oh, dear me!' says Huldy, 'that's the well curb--there ain't no pig-pen built,' savs she. 'Lordy massy!' says the parson,'then I've thrown the pig in the well!'

Wal, Huldy, she"worked and worked, and finally she fished piggy out in the bucket, but he was dead as a door nail, and she got him out of the way quietly, and didu't say much and the parson,he took to a great Hebrew book into his study and says he, 'Huldy, I ain't much oji temporals,' says he. Huldy says she kind a lelt her heart go out to him. he was Bort of meek and helpless, and learned, and savs she, 'Wal, Parson Carrvl, don't trouble your head no more about it I'll see to tilings,' and sure enough, a week after there was a nice pen, all ship-shape, and two little white pigs that Huldy bought with tho money for the butter she'd sold at the store. 'Wal, lluldy,' said tho parson, 'you are a most ainazin' child—you don't say nothing but you do more than most folks.'

Arter that the parson set sich store by Iluldv that he come to her and asked her about everything, and it was amazing how everything she put her hand to prospered. Huldy planted marigolds and lark-spurs, carnations all up and down the path to tho front door and trained up morning glories and scarlet runners around tho windows and sho was always a getting a root here and a sprig there, and a seed froin ils

somebody else, for Huldy was one of them that has the gift, so that if you just give them the largest sprig of anyth

iust give them tne largest sprig 01 anything thev make a great bush out of it right away, so th:ft in six months IIul:ly had roses, and geraniums, and lil-

dy lies, sich as it would a took a gardener to raise. The parson, ho took no notice at fust, but when tho j'ard was all ablaze with the flowers he used to como and stand in a kind of maze at the front door, and say 'beautiful, beautiful why, Huldy. I never see anything like it.' And then when her work was done arternoons, Iluldv would sit with her sewing in the porch, and sing and trill away till she'd draw the meado* larks and the bobolinks, and the orioles to answer her, and the great old elm tree overhead would get perfectly rackets with the birds, and tho parson, settin' thero in his study, would git to dreaming about angels, and golden liarps, and th" new Jerusalem—but he wouldn't speak a word, because Iluldv, sho was jist like them wood thrushes, she never could sink so well when she thought folks was hearing. Folks noticed about this time, that the Parson's sermons got to be liko Aaron's rod, that budded and blossomed—there was things in them about flowers' and birds, and tnoro 'special about tho music of heaven. And lluldy, she noticed that if there was a hvmn run in her head wliilo she was 'round a working, tho mintster was sure to give it out next Sunday. You see, lluldy was jist liko a bee, she always sung when she was working, and you could hear her trilling now,

ILrJowji in tho corn patch, whilo sho was mfBjLjynpleking tho corn and now in the buti,I10 Corn tery, while she was working the butter and now she'd go singin' down cellar, so that she seemed to fill a house chock full of muMe.

Huldy .s so sort of chipper and fair spoken, that she got the hired jnen all under her thumb—they come to hor and took her orders jest as meek as so many calves, and shG traded at the store, and kep' tho accounts and she hed hor eyes everywhere, and tied up all the ends so tight that there wa'n't no gettin' 'round her. Sho wouldn't let nobody put nothin off on Parson Carryf, 'cause I10 was a minister. lluldy was allers up to anybody that wanted to make a hard bargain," and aforo he knew jist what ho was about, she'd got tho best end of it, and everybody said that Huldy was tho most capable gal that they'd ever traded with.

Wal, come to tho ineetin' of the Association Mis Deacon Blodgett and Mis Pipperidgo come callin' uj/ to the parson s, all in a stow, and offerin' their service to got the house ready, but the Doctor, he jist thanked 'em, quite quiet and turned 'em over to Huldy, and Huldv, she told 'em that she'd got everything ready, and showed 'em her pantries and her cakes and pies, and her puddin's and took 'em all over the house, and they went peekin' and pokin' oponin' cnboard-doors, and lookin' into drawers, and then couldn't find so much as a thread out o' tho way, from garret to cellar, and so they went off quite discontented. Arter that tho women set a new trouble a brewin'. Then they begun to talk that it was a year now since Mis Carryl died, and it rally wasn't proper such a young to be stay in' there, who everybody could see was a settin' her cap for the minister.

Mis Pipperidge said that so long as she looked on Huldy as tho hired gal she hadn't thought much about it, but Huldy was really takin' on aire as an equal, and appearin'as mistress ot tho house in away that would make talk if it went on. And Miss Pipperidge, she driv 'round the Deakin Abner Snow's, and down to Mis 'Lijah Perry's and asked them if I bey wasn't afraid that the way the parson and Huldy was a goin'on might make talk, and they said they hadn't thought on't before, but now, come to think on't, they were sure it would, and they all went and talked with somebody else, and asked them if they didn't think it would make talk. So come Sunday, between meetin's there warn't nothin' elao talked abont, and Huldy saw folks a noddin' and a winkin' and a lookin' arter her, and sho begun to fwl dreffnl sort o' disagreeable. Finally Mis Sawin, she says to her, 'My dear, didn't yon never think folks would talk abont you and the minister?' 'No why should they?' said Huldy, quite innocent. •Well, dear,' say* sho 'I think it a a shame, bat they "say you're trying fo catch him, and that it's so bold and improper for yoa to tie courtin' ol hi in

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for me to be here 'No, dear,' said the minister, gently, 'but illnatured folks will talk, but there is one way we can stop it, Huldy—it you will marry me. You'll make me verv happy, and I'll do all I can to make you happy. Will you?'

Wal, Huldy never told me just what she said to the minister—gals never do give you the particulars. of them are things jist as you'd liko 'em—only I know the upshot, and the hull on't was that Huldy, she did a consid'able lot o' clear starchin' and ironin' the next two days, and the Friday o' next week the minister and she rode over together to Dr. Lnthrop's in Old Town, and the Doctor, he jist made 'em man and wife, 'spito of envy of the Jews,' as the hymn says. Wal, you'd better believe there was a starin' aud a wonderin' next Sunday mornin' when the second bell was a tollin', and tho minister walked up the broad isle with Huldy,all in white, arm in arm with him, and he opened the minister's pew and handed her in as if sho was a prin cess, for you see, Parson Carryl come of a good family, and was a born gentleman, and had a sort o' grand way o' bfcin' polite to women folks. Wal, I guess there was a rustlin' among the bunnits. Mis Pipperidgo gin a great bounco, liko corn poppin' on a shovel, and her eyes glared through her glasses at Huldy as if they'd o' sot her a fire, and evejybody iti the meetin' house was a starin','I tell you. But they couldn't none of'em say nothin' agin Huldy's looks, for there warn't a crimp nor a frill about her that wasn't jis' so, and her Irock was white as tho driven snow, and she had her bonnet all trimmed up with white ribbins, and all the fellows said the old Doctor had stole a march and got tho handsomest gal in the parish.

Wal, alter meetin' they all come 'round the parson and Huldy at the door, shakin' hands and laughin' lor by that time they was about agreed that they'd got to let putty well alone. 'Why,* Parson Carryl,' says Mis Deacon Blodgett, 'how you've come it over us.' •Yes,' says the parson with a kind o' twinkle in his eye, 'I thought,'says he, 'as folks to talk about lluldy and me, I'd give 'em somethin' wuth talkin' about.'"

COLLEGE GREATNESS.

The Story of a Man of llcmavkablc Promise, yjk

A great many times during the past fifteen or twenty years, 1 have had occasion to regard a rustication of six months, for tlie crime of "hazing" common to all military schools, as 0110 of tho most fortunate circumstances of a rather eventful career. It was a peremptory leave of absenco ot this sort which led* mo to spend a semestro at tho University of Jena, and to learn something ot German student life. I recall that brief period now fty the purpose of showing a phase of tho daily life of Paris, and to spoak of one particular student who was, at that time, considered the brilliant man of tho_ University. Among more than 1,"00 II—11 was looked upon as a man of most remarkable promise. Ho wtas tho pride ol the Burgkellars, (our section of the Burschenschult) and the special aim of the best men among our greatest ononiies, the Titones. Ho was tho best singer, tlio best piano-player, tho best waltzer, tho best schlaajjer, tho best beer-drinker, and with all these accomplishments—very great ones in the student's eyes—ho was tho quickest hand at everything in tho way of work, from Greek verse to a calculation of an eclipse, lie graduated with tho highest honors. Even tho professors had groat hope in his luture, and wo gavo him a fete at parting which is oven now rocountecl to freshmen among the legends of the University. Leaving his black, red and gold band, covered with tho record of his duels, to society, to be duly preserved at Zeigenheim, II—n went away, carrying tho hearts of his friends, a largo stock of University love, and tho most beautiful scar across his forehead that a student ever hid the good fortune to receive. Everybody predicted for hiin a high name in lileraturo or in the diplomatic world but years passed and II—n's name was not seen upon the cover of a book, nor read in tho bulletins from Berlin. Two great wars camo to mako tho name and fortune of many, but H—n was not among the number. There was but one inference, for had II—n been alive such talents as his would have made their mark in tho world. Threo davs ago I was strolling up the boulevards, when I stumbled upon two editorial friends from New Orleans, Just in frotn Germany. 'Hardly had 1 left them when my attention was drawn to an immense porcelain pipe, to which a pensive man was attached, and one glance at tho scar upon his brow carried me back to the Saale, and to our student days at Jena. It was indeed, II—n but not the H—n I had cxpected to meet. It was not without a reeling of resentment—a feeling that ho had cleverlyswindlod us all—that I listened to his story, and learned that II—n had just returned to tho French capital to resume his business of letting pianos, or by selling them by payments of so much a month. But this was not all of the adventure, and we soon learned the danger of using the German tongue in Paris. I havo already remarked that a favorite amusement is to bunt down German officers, and before we were aware of tho fact a crowd had gathered behind us. Knowing the character of French crowds, when only fifty or one hundred to one, we were justified in fearing a paving-atone in the back, and it was witii pleasure, therefore, that we saw two or three gendarme* hurrying down upon us. Fortunately my own passport sufficed to satisfy the officers, who sent the crowd away by telling them that, if they did not know the American language from the PrusHan, they'd better go back to school and learn. A few suspicions men in white blouses were not quite satisfied lhat we were speaking the "American tongue." however, and still hungabont the spot, bat we chose the better part of valor by beating an orderly retreat. We know that Pans is a receptacle for men of all nations and for disappointed ambitions, but who could have imagined that oar brilliant II--a would one day be a pia dealer in this gre:it French city.—-V. I'. Time* JHtritt I^Ucr.

Vfn.ix PYATTe«e5»p»d frotn Pari* in a «.tViTi and in a hf ir-«e. He was att-n-l-v'I 5.-fa ii! .urntts* widow, lugua msted a a she nd her diiiine: fosn: I U. mselvea secure

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BE A BR UMMEL L.

In Capt. Jesse's Life of Beau lirummell, the nnmber of insolent, not to say insulting personalities, direct or by inference, which ho uttered with impunity, almost surpass belief. Yet this matchless trifler was tho admired and petted associato of Princess, Dukes, and all in their circles and he even held Irvee.i in his dressing-room at his house in Mayfair, where noblemen of the highest rank used to come to see hiin dress, while many waited their turn in an adjoining room! Ijord Byron, when subsequently speaking of him in Italy, told liCigh Hunt that Brummeli's dress was nothing striking in fact, it was really l.oihing but the most finished propriety and that tho Beau had once said to linn. "My secret is the perfec'ion ot neatness and of cleanliness. No perfumes, exquisitely fine linen—plenty ot it, and country washing." This, 110 doubt, was a special part of his secret but there needed several additions—such ::s supremely cool impudence, a very graceful figure, manners and carriage, a handsome private fortune, a talent tor never paying for anything, and yet making his tradesmen most anxious to serve him, and an easy, elegant skill in borrowing and gaming. His ingratitude alone would make one feel but little p:tv for his eventual ruin and downfall. Lord Bvron might well say: "The fact is, Bruinmell was too full of vanity to have «ny room for gratitude." When he was only sixteen years of age, tho Prince of Wales gave Brunmiell a cornetey in the Tenth Hussars yet in after years, when his various impudences having caused a coolness, and somebody remarking that the Princo had ^admitted that they used to be very inti"niato, Bruinmell said with supercilious ease, "Ah, that's his bragging"—not to mention tho well-known insult of his asking a gentleman who was walking arm-in-urm with the Princo Ilegent, "Who'syour fat friend?" Let nobody compare this paramount coxcomb with men ol such accomplishments as Count to'Orsav, or of such magnificent tasto as Lord Petersham, and the late Duke of Devonshire—all threo being equally admired for the eleganco, urbanity and refinement of their manners and* conversation, whilo tho two latter in after years competed at Ulverslone and at

Chatsworth in horticulture, with results perhaps uticqualcd in any other part of tho world.— Y1^n.^7rll/\s,

TIIE DISCOVERIES OE AUSTRALIA. Australia, tho filth groat division of tho globe, began to bo discovored after America and theSouth Sens wore known to tho Europeans. Magellan, who first understood a voyage round tho world, had promised the Spanish monarch, into whose servico ho entered when ho left tho Portuguese, that he would arrivo at tho Moluccas by sailing westward. On this voyago ho discovered, March 0,1A21, the Ladrones, or MaiMana Islands, a group which constitutes a part of Australia. Magellan must thereforo bo regarded as tho first discoverer of this portion of tho globe, and opened tho way for tho subsequent discoveries in this quarter. Throe hundred years elapsed before all tho Islands, which now pass under tlio name of Australia, were known to Europeans. After Magellan, tlio Spanish navigators continued tho procoss of discovery in this part of tho world, particularly Alvara de Mendana, who, in tho last part of the sixteenth century, discovered 1 lie Solomon Islands and tho Marquesas, and passed through tho Society and Ki-iojidiv Icdandfl without seeing them. Fernanclez de (iuiros, who had accompanied him on his third voyage, took a southerly direction, arid hit upon tho part of the South Sea which contains tho most islands. Ho made known to the world the Society Islands and Terra del Espiritu Santo. In thesoventeonth century tho Dutch bogan to exploro this part of the ocean, and, besides soveral small islands, discovored tho largest island of Australia, New Holland, which resolves its name from thorn, though there is some reason for believing it had been visited by tho Portuguese a hundred yoars earlier, but thoir discoveries sen in to havo boen concealed by their government and afterward forgotten. Tasinan, a Dutchman, and Danipior, an Englishman, continued the discoveries. In the iniudle ol tho eighteenth century, tho Englishmen, 1 Byron, Wallis, and Cartorot, and tho Frenchman Bougmivillo, exerted themselves to extend tho knowledge of Australia. But James Cook, who clreninnavigated tho world from 1078 to 1779, contributed most to tho moro accurate examination of this portion of the globe. it ,-5 ,}}

IIowToimiVK a Younu Iluitsi:.—111 teaching a young horse to.drive well. do not hurry to see how fast I10 will trot. Keep each paco clear and distinct from the other that is. in walking make him walk, and do not allow him to trot. Whilo trotting, bo equally carelul tlmt ho keens steady at his pace, and do not allow him to slack into a walk. Tho reins, whilo driving, should 1)0 kept snug anil when pushed to the top of his speed, keep him well In hand that ho may learn to bear woll upon tho bit, so that when going at a high rate of speed ho can be field at his pace but do not allow him to pull too hard, for it is not only unpleasant, but it makes it often difficult to manage him.

A i/vkr consulted a lawyer about carrying off an heiress. S'ou must notcarry her.off," said tho'lawyer, "but she can carry you off. lyet her mount a horse and hold tho bridle and whip, and then you get

and whip, and then you get up behind her, and let her run away with you, and you'l be safe." The next morning tho lawyer found that his daughter had run away with tho said young man in tho aforesaid manner.

CITY ITEMS.

Nothing so beautifies an elegant rAOfti as a fine marbleized mantel. It gives an air of attraction that no other article can I"1" part. And some of ftie nlwrt of these mantel* we have ever seen are at Moore & HaKgerty'*, Main street, wwt of Hlxth. Their room Incompletely flll«1 with th(*o ornamenta, and they offer every customer •. bargain.

Let the cannibal fatten off his progeny let the heat hen revel In fraternal blood U«t newspaper warn continue bat nothing aglf tli" r\vlllT.r4 mind more at the present tiiu- -1 Cory & Co.'* low price* on hardware good*. At 121 Main Hreet you can strike* At any time. We call particular totbeir flue cutlery.

J. B. Lyne A Co., can always bo found «»p«x»Ke the Terre-Haute House with their j,u jm ih and Irish Whiskey* ami Jainalr:, I'.inu fur hot drlnkx- They keep the fin- i. .*t par**t stock of liquor* In the Btatc, and always sell at low figure#. Their Kentacky brand* need no comment.

Where shall 1 get my watch repaired? Where sbail I get my flne Jewelry at low rate*? are important question* to all.» We. will tell voa. OotoOeorge 1). Arnold, l£» Main street.