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TWO DOLLARS PER ANNUM. )? VOLUME 8. 11 1 rl 1 a i li I Ii N Irs 4 \1 4 / W GOD A.JSTO tol/Tl COUNTRY SATURDAY MORNING, JANUARY 16, 18T5. W ill 18*1 IB, / Ii; ill:! A L W A YS LV AD V.VNCTEB NUMBER 18 Talk with a Bird. JEAXNETTE O. ANDERSON*. "Why dost thou leave thy perch, my bird, And silent crouch upon thy breast ?? Why is thy voice in song unhcitrd ! Why, trcoBure-trove, so silly rest'! Tho tone's that mind of love?tiro hushed Thy glossy wings aro drooping now ; Hath death our little songster crushed And laid ao muoh of beauty low ? When 1 beheld thy beauteous wings, Thy porfeot form, thy satin dress? My heart to graco, and beauty clings, I longed for theo to love,?caress. I took thee ! And the sweet rare strain, Pour'd from a heart of melody Soon won from solitude's dull pain And I retained, imprisoned theo! Our brief companionship was sweet, Free from guile, from passion's heat, From unkind act, from passion's heat, 'Twos gontle, puro; 'twas quiet?still. Mcthinks I did theo wrong, dear bird To held thee e'en in kind r?wtr%int, Since doad?in fanoy I havo hoard A birdling voico in self complaint. Doth holy nature fool no pain When simple insect life departs ? Her lessons pure, arc useless?vain When soltish laws rule human hearts. Sweet bird, thy wail falls on life's dream And opens memory's sacred cell Whoro golden laws like jewels gleam And echo weaves a mystic spell. Thou'rt dtad, dear bird, with pbunngo rare, I ne'er enn givo back life to tliee; Jlutji would havo thy spirit bore ?8 to birds, now haply free. *s that boost jrjri _^*mi6n Itulc" ?hall he (htir shield. > s DUPED. A. crotchety and contrary old chap WitB Joel ;; Shellenbarger, n rich old fur ruer. 'He had made his way in the World by the doggedest obstinacy?seiz ing hold of whatever came in his way. and retaining that hold as though life depended upon it. Joel had one eon?a handsome, clear headed, sound man? straight as ;> young larch, tall, aud as set iu his wiy, who n he choso to have one, as Joul himself. This son, ns ho grew up, had proved n great assistance to his father in work ing tho farm, and his services had beeu made tho mnpt of. Joel Shellcnbarger and his sou diff.r ed ofton, but there were two points in which the difference amounted to so me thing Ecrious. The hr.st point win corned education, for which the old man had profound contempt, aud the son had net. There was a college some twelve miles distant from the Shelto-iburgor farm, and thither Anson betook himself, iu spite of continued opposition, and by inc. contrivance and another, kept him self there till ho graduated Joel Shell en Ir.rger contested the ground inch by inch, but was afraid in his selfishness to do anything moro than bo obstinate, lest hisson should leave him. That w:n the first point of diffcronco, and that was how Anson settled it. The socond wns not likely to bo so easy of arrange mont. At college Anson hud fouud something else besides graduating h >n ors. He had chanced upon a vory charm ing oonibinntiou of curls and azure oyos. a red-lipped, dimpled cheeked fairy, daughter of one of the professors, who, inEtcad ot curving her dainty lip nt the homcRpun suit which his poverty and his father's niggttrdness compelled him to -wear, never scorned to bo conscious of anything or anybody when he was by. In short, Anson hud iound so am one to lovo. Some ono that ho wanted to marry, as he gravely informed his fnthor. Bad enough to marry any ono, seeing his fnthor wasn't through with htm yet; but a town girl i 11 o should ncvor oou t.ent. and every Shellcnbarger ncie vuld go to strangers before Anson have one, if ho persisted in au ridiculous! pruy ffhat harm is thoro in ^ov?n girl V questioned, ?tirb o when Anson told her, half laughing, half vexed, and altogether rueful; for, ^without assistance from his father, he could not marry Barbie for a long time yet. Anson' laughed again, but with potna embarrassment, saying: "My lather is afraid that a daughter of Professor Ilalmstcad would not make a very good farmer's wife." "Docs he think ?"?Barbie hesitate 1, looking with so iling perplexity at her littlo white hands. "These pretty hands don't know much about brewing, baking, etc. IS* aptly; i bcliovi he thinks just tl at." "Then he thinks wrong," says Bar bic, reddouiug and looking up at her lover with a comical little pout. "Didn't I fchear you say you needed a servaut at homo ? I've a miud to go down and offer for tho place." Alison laughed oujoyiugly. "Wo need one bad enough, but my father will not suffer one iusidc tho house." "Why, how do you live thoa ? Who cooks for you, uow ttiut your mother is ill?" "Wo do our own cooking," Ansou said, with a return of the half smiling, half embarrassed expression. "We cook for ourselves, or do without." The very day succeeding tho one which witnessed this conversation, An son was nt homo busying himself over some colinnry operations, when the out sido door, which stood ajar, was noise lessly pushed wide open, and a singular ly attired form presented itself on the threshold. It wore a red and green plaid dress, tho checks v^ry large, a yellow shawl and a very frowsy and tumbled white bonnet. A red feather nearly as long as Alison's arm streamed [ from one side, and within the bvl'.rr-ft^i^ MfiBBP^S"*?mon?e mil Ol t cap wYiichT ' clung oiosc around tho face of the st ranger. The face, what could be seen oi it, was a very curious otic to be iusidu of sn. h a bonnet and cap. J u?t now as she surveyed the kitchen and Anson-* herself unseen, the muscles of her tnoutll twitched nervously, and her eyes I wink led with roguish br-ghtncss. Presently Ansou looked that way. Distantly the face took lugubrious length, aud coming into the room, the girl said hesitatingly, but without look ing at bim ; "Aii' would ye be nfthcr bivin' a sor vnut, to day ?" and stood iidgetiug with the fringe of her shawl. "1 believe not," said Ansou, coliring .with some annoyance, pet haps at tho na tute of his employment. ?'Sure, sir, an' tho lady thatsiiit me, God bless her swate eyes ! said you'd be sure tu '.'kr me on her reconiiucudu tioii^ which 1 has in uiy pocket, an' here 'tis now." She gave him a note which proved to be from Barbie liahustcad. Auson read it with "try lover like carefuliidss, but shock bis bead. "I'm very Sony, my p<or girl, but wo do not wish to hire a servant." <-liolii:e your father mayn't object wheu he sees me," the girl parsisted. Ansou looked tit the spoiled win to oonnet and tlie red feather, and repress cd a sinilc, wondering what his lather would say. But he was of too kindiy a nature to be willing to expose even this servant to his father's rough manner. He repeated what be bad said before, assuring her that it would be of no use to see his father. The girl stood a moment. "If you pieasc, sir, I'll just sco him a moment. llclike he may take a liken' to the looks o' mo." And before he could reply she had crossed the room anil stood upon the threshold of the next. Ansou followed presently, curious lo see what kind of a reception she would get. ? ?Shuro. an' I'll do niorou worth to vecs," she was saying, with innocent um phnsis, as Ansou entered Sho talked rapidly, pouring out such a torrent of words that the old man could not, by any possibility, slip ono iu among them, and sat regarding her with an expression tf ustouishmcut. This remarkable volubility completely bafiled the old mail's slowuoss. lie could not say a word if ho wished to, and sho concluded, ' I can cook flapjacks and corn bread that'd bring the very eyes out iv ycr head and make ye swally yer touguo with the delicate somcucss." Ho asked her, with a sudden smile, how much she expected to .net for doing all these things. "Scveittydivo cents a week," was tho prompt reply. With a still more cunning laugh, Joel offered her half tho money. Gr ally to his amazement she agreed at once and he found himself, to uso his own expression, "in lor it." To add to his chagrin, Anson stood by, laughing with i utensj enjoyment. But the girl, without further ado, proceeded to disencumber herself of her bonnet and shawl, and vanish in the di rcction of the kitchen before anything could be said. As she shut the door she stole :. glance at Anson that made him start and bite his lips, and presently he stole k itch on ward also. She was already at work htiodling a broom like an adept. and grumbling in her rich tongue at the dust that had accumulated in the corn era. Plie did not look up as Anson entered; ! but he s t (i? WU ttlld dtliberated, aud furtively watched her. For some time | she seemed unconscious of his scrutiny; j but presently she turned and clasping Loth her little hands upon the top of the broom h audio, said, with a mixture ol bravado ami, archness too natural to be mistaken : "Well, Anson, what do you think '"' The young mau laughed and looked at uo-ed iu the staue breath. "'1 hen it i-s you, Barbie '{" he sad, ? I was suspecting something of t;t? sort " "Not till ! iookcjl tit you," said th-i . <_ir! roguishly retreating as he approach ^mmmmmmmU^-? . ? wmr - , ? ? '?J'o you thltik/M is ([utte the thing, Barbie '!" "Shu;.: 'ail why ain't it. t'io thin ; f ?r it poor girl t!i be gottiu' lier living ill li ill ly and lto:ie-ii ly t" ??Does your lath r know of thi? lVir bio '. V. !. .t would he say V persevered Alison. ??Sl ice, an it's not my own ladder would be iiitcrfWiu' wtd jmc, would bei1" sa d BiddyJ in vain v.ere all rcmotutinuros with the r;>_"t:-:h and willful girl, Hie persisted in being Biddy evcfli to , him, und maintained a distance between him and llarbic in her own j io] er self. A unoyed, provoked, ohnrs>rincd, almos t angry, the ad % cut of hi> father (or cd him to retire from *.h* kitchen, for ftnr of betraying Barbie's secret, which ho would not have d >n ; for a good deal. It vns several hours before he could return to the house, his futhe! upou one pretext or another having detained him. When t.t last they entered together, kitchen and sitting room, buh of which had Inch b it in a n.o>t untidy state when they left there, had undergone such a rtmkuruble renovating process that old .Joel drew back at first, thin!' ing that he had set foot in sot nobody olio's house instead of h is own. Supper was sinotiking on the table; such a supper as old Joel, at least, had not .seen for months. To crown till, Mrs. Shellenbarger was sitt ing propped up with pillows, in a great easy chair, ami looking wonderfully Contented, ami with reason?the poor lady had not had a woman's hand about her, before, sinoc her illne.-s. Jool Shellenbarger sat down to tliO dniittly spreid table, and made a most hearty and kei illy relished meal, glancing askance at Biddy in an while Anson, btrungc to say, ate very little, and ho watched Biddy askance, too. 1 haven't time to givo particulars, but having mndo a good beginning, with a truo Irirli felicity, Biddy estab lished herself, in a short time eotnpleto ly in the j^iiod graces of tho obi man lie hud a lurking likeness for neatness and good order, and Mrs. Shollcubarger poor woman, wasn't a neat housokeoper. Under the new reign, order grew out of chaos, tho. houso seemed iu holiday garb nil the time, ami an atmosphero ol so cial cheerfulness porvaded overywhore. One marning the obi mau ended a grumbling complaint of Anson with; ?? never sco no good como of odoidation yet. If it hadn't boon for that colloge Slushiest* you might have taden a liding. ta a Ftnsible girl, und she to you.' lie glanced at Biddy ?8 she spoku She turned scarlet, mid came very near Jt'Cprong the dish she was hoidiug* Lt ? as not the first timo Ansou had heard t|on insinuations, and he rather enjoy d Biddy's trepfdutiou. 'Sec here, father,'ho said roguishly, \just pick tue out a wile; and see what 'rill come of it.' I 'The only girl I duow of worth hav Uig wouldn't have you, I daro say? ould )ou, Biddy?' Joel said, gram iing, but turning suddenly to the id. ? 'SI uro, sir an it isn't tncself that he'll bf after having any man till I'm asked.' 'Biddy; will you marry me '.'said An son, gravely extending his hind. 'I will that now,, said Biddy, prompt It putting her hand in Ina while old J .-el can c near choking himself with awjiizcmcnt. it was ton late to recede, [ever, whotlur he ha I really wishc d fit ch thing or not, as they soon made hwn understand. II.' wont out of doors ? si ntly privately pinnhing himself to i'.R/crtain if ho wore really in his senses o&hot. Seeing the two standing by th3 window in closo conversation soon at'tinr, be crept with the saiiie laudable intention toward lb -in under cover of tho bu lie.- that grew by tin; houso. pNow, Barbio,' Anson was sayiug, ladgdilingly,'what is to be done next? 1 ^c'tiht say you l::?vo manage i wonder r. hi Bi k\y at ':' SJSut Biddy at ally screamed Joel, w t'n a Hidden sc..-? ic'ou of what be M:/\v ii'-t what, as he .-.t-.uied out of his t0 hir; but what do you Bitpposo io-x pa\ when In knows you're uot I'idJy. tlie Whito frill.of i?r c^ose cap a.-, i iitm^th^T^T^^Qf^V.z 1 l?ghud, though, when she saw him and deliberately taking off her cap, shook her bri_ht uin Is all about her fie..-, and rcuchiug towards him hur lis:Ij hau J, said ; '?i?hurc, sir, :;n' ye won't b% after hating a poor girl because bur name's Barbie Ilalmstead instead of Biddy O'Flyhn !' "You?yon Prof. Halmstertd's girl ?' ?'Professor ilalmstead is my father," .-aid Barbie, i-: her natural voice. ''What's that Barbie rcapeateJ it. "A nd you'u- not Irish ?" ''.Never a bit !?' The ill man stool a moment, olouds gulhciing in bis face. "Wi II, Ans?n,' bo' said, rather sauci ly. 'you huvc outwitted me again; much goi d may it do you. Vou'd better get out ib.; horses now, and take Ilalmttead girl home, lie must want to soc her by t his lin o " "Yes, sir.'' And Anson colored with minglod anger and atna/omotit. Barbie di 1 not ch in go counton nice, however. Extending that pretty band of hers again, she said, sweetly: " You'll shake hands with mo, sir?" J ,>id Shellcnbargcr t trued back and gavo his hand awkwardly. The girl took it in both hers, bending her bright arch lace toward him, saying. "J shall come luck sumo time, sir. Will you bo g'ad to see mo ?' "Ye'yca come back j Biddy??I mean Miss O'Flynn--! mean Miss"? "Uarhio," suggested th ) girl quietly, bo'tor. 'l iiere, Alison, make the most on,' !". Barbie did c nun buk. in a very few weeks, too, and noboby waJ gladder to ?e : her than J i I though lu was a lit shy at first of I'rofossor Ilalmstead's giil. Sho soon made him forget every thing save th ii shi) was Alison's wife; and tho way he bum irod that sly pu s to .sundry grants ol money, rcf urnisliiug and l(-pairing, etc.. 1 couldn't bear to tell. ? mmmma ?? ? ? ? ? ? Mew frequently is the honest and integrii; of a man disposed of by a smile or shrug7 How many good and generous actions have bcon Mink into oblivion by a distrustful look, or stamp cd with the imputation of proceeding IVoiu bud motive.-*, by a mysterious and seasonable whisper !?Stornc. People who dance never pay tho fid dlcr. It is those who get up tho ball. His Time- for Fitldliu'*. A Bible canvasser called info a house (in Macomb sticet yesterday to see if ho couldn't sell u book. A small lathe girl opened the door in answer to his knock, und just as he entered a man silling ou the odgo of a forlorn looking bed raised a ?ddlo to his shoulder and commenced scraping out a tune. 'Have you a bible in the hou-'C V ask cd the canvasser as he crossed the room. '-?ary l'ib'e,' answered the man, 'and ? OKI Dan Tucker Drcampt a di cam !' 'Or a hymbook V coatinucd the can vaescr. 'No?nary, and ? If you love nie "Wollte darling, , Let your answer be a kiss.' 'I am agent for the sale of this Bible ' said the agent, taking the volume out | of his satchel. 'Couldn't buy ono cover, and? | Oh, dnikics bow my heart grows weary, j Sighing for the old folks at hr.nc' 'I can sell you the b iok lor a small amount down and the balance in week ly payments. A groat many ? 'Bibuls are all right, but E'vo got a sore foot, and ? 'Twas a calm stiil night, Aud the moon's pale light.' 'If you do not care to read the b>ok youisclfyou should uot rel'uio your children permission,' remarked the can vasscr. 'And the old woman's up stairs, 6ick with fever, and? They Wok her off to Georgia To toil her life away.' 'But it seems hard to think that you arc permitting yourself and faintly to live in'ignor.inco. of religious?' j 'Bibuls is till^Hit, and I'd encour age them if times was.i't so blaste 1? Ha ! hn ! hn ! yen nnd me , Little brown jug do i't 1 love the?.' 'I hive a smaller coition tike this ? You can have that ijy paying Offcy cents down and twenty five cents per week until p iid up.' 'No use, etrangor,' ropliod tho man; there hain't nothing to do, money is tight. and ? I've wandered this wide world, All over.' ?I wish you would cease that fiddling aud tinging for n mo ncnt ami let mo ittlk to you said the agent. 'Bibuls is all right, you is all right, and? Uh ! this world is sad and dreary Everywhere 1 roam.' 'Won't you stop for just one mo incut ?' I'd like to oblige you, but now's my regular ti.ue for (iddting and singing and? Up in a baloon, 1 oya, Up iu a balloon.' ?Then I can't sell you a Bible Task cd the aget:t. 'Don't look as if you could, for ? I've wandered through the village, Tom, I've sat beneath the iree.' And the canvasser left tho house in despair. The ?reiiiiin of tlic steam healing np paratus at the Central depot-yesterday found a penny [as he was raking ovor the hut ashes in tho furnace, nnd be took it up with the tongs and placed it on n bench outside to cool off. It had bat lily commenced to cool when ^n heavy man named Johnson, living i n Saginaw, came along. Ho was talking business with a friend, and as bo came to the bench bo parted bis coat tails and sat down on the penny, remarking : "As 1 was saying, you can have forty acres for?whoop! Thunder and,biases ?ouch ? dash it?gosh to whoop I" Ho galloped around iu wild atnazetnout, tho hot penny sticking ;o him like a brother, aud it was two or throe minutes bel'oro any one found out whether ho hid dropped down ou a tack or beau bitten by a dog. There was a heavy arotua o I burning cloth and blistered meat, and ?v'r. Johnson stretched forth his arm and exclaimed that ho should devote tho remainder of his lifo to hunting down the fiend who thus planned to waylay him.? Detroit Free /V?s. ????> ? ?? ? ??????? i ? ? - Ifslandor bo a sn.iko, it*is a winged one. It Hies us well as creeps. ? Doxi f//<ts Ffrruhl, How to Estimate tho Profttsofa. Farm. ,At The farmer Hycs in his wSfu house. The use of the house, which he does not pay for. is as ?euch a part of his income as the monry Which'a salaried man pays for rent it- of \ igj and should be counted as such in in estimate or tho profits of the farm. All things pro duocd on the fium dnd cocBume&on the farmer's table, includiug tho vegetables from the garden, the eggs and milk used in cookingyhte as much a part of his income as the tponp/i^aid/Tor suoh things out of his.salary.is of tjio salar ied man. If a farmer gives his wife bud children ' a pleasant ride fa towa, using his own hows cod wagon, the value of their uso is part of bin incemo froui his farm, nd truly as the money ? man pays out'of ? bhv salary foi* carriage, biro is ol his. Tho ,oprreof,'r.ulo for estimating the income jfrom. a larm is substantially' this: Give credlb for every aciclo produced/ used di expend ed in any way whatever, no matter 'how small in value, as well as for cash re ceived for products sold, and for in creased value of farm property, and charge against the farm for interest on capital invested, and for ali expendi turcs. The farmer that' will'do this from year to year 'will not 60 much feel like complaining of the unprofitableness of farming as compared with other pur suits. The fact is, not ono in a hundred farmers take into consideration the lux. ury and comforts of froah eggSj ,butter1 milk, fruits, etc., that thoy would have to pay high p'rice3 for if thoy lived iu towns, or llo without them. . . ? Keen tho Farm uiid Home T?*?y. ... Wt%m,... ?^ ^?^,4.-...-e Somebody, wefknow n06 who, wrote, years ago, tho following gqod .advioe. Like other good things, it comes to the surface occasionally,1 and will bear re pealing: r 1 r If you get a moment of time, spruce up; put tho gate on the hinges, put a little paint on tho pioket fe?co you built last year; tHm up tho dooryard, make it cosy and invitjng. _ Do not say you can iiud uu timo to attend to these things. Tho faot is, you have no right to bo slovenly. It cau do no good, but, on the contrary, it will mar yourfpeacei wound your self-respect and impair your credit. Then, by all means, spruoe up a little, at odd l im and even Liatea too, for that matt er. It will make yon feel vastly better, and, may be, trifio proud of your predy liomcstead. Your w ife and children will be made happier for it, your neighbors will bo enriched, beautified and blessed by it." Your farm, will be worth tuoro money id the rfrarkefc and of greater value to you at hotre, if you spruce up a little now and then. When I was a boy there waabut oao permanent ambition among my com ladca in our villagoon tho west bank of the Mississippi river. That was to be steamboat man. We had transient ambitions of other sorU, but thay: were only transient. When n circus came and went it left us all burning to become clowns; the first negro minstrel show that came to our section Joft us all suffering to try that kiud of lifoj. now and then wo had a hope that if wo lived, and wore good, God would permit us to be pirates These ambitions faded out, oach in its turn; but the ambitiou to be a steamboat man remained.?Mark Twain, in the Atlantic, I Conk _(to fellow servant who has been alter a new place)?"Well, 'lijza, will it suit?" Eliza?"Not if [knows it 1 Why, when 1 got thoro, blest if there wasn't the two young ladies, of the 'ouso both a usin' of ono piano at the s.tino time! Weil, thinks 1, this is a coming down iu tho world 1 So I thought i was best say good morning!" ?Punch. An inebriated man/ Walking along too street, regarded the moon with sovereign contempt. ''You needn't fool to proud," he. said. "Ypu are only full ouco a month, and I am full ?V?ry night." ? 1 ?< They take lifo easy in Mississippi,