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~ ^'*^L_ I .ova './j ?? I? II lli' -MllMH l>H I I ? - ? ? - -? ' - ? w VOL 1 ?? M I'm-I III , , . 4$Jft ^antjjerit CnttqiriHr, A REFLEX OF POPULAR EVENTS. EDITOR AND PROPRIETOR, w nrsaRMflfo ? ?1 50, paw iblo in tulvRWce t $2 if delayed. CLUBS ornVE nnd npwards $1, the money in every [iwUivm to nccoinpnr.y the order. sJhl>VERTISEMKNTS Inserted conspicuously at 1*0 rotes of It eenU per sqnare of 8 linen, end S6 eonts for each subsequent insertion. Contracts for yearly advertising made reasonable. IrrBLwnKD bt t. j. rates:] J 1 .J, ggg ' $ottrtj. 9n fhgel jMbe Thia ve y chasto effusion, originally appeared in Fraser's Magazine of last January. It is one of those very pure classical productions which now and then, and without any great intervening interval, appear in that able and distinguished periodical. The au thor of it, is manifestly a man of extraordinary poetic talent. The leason it imparts, would, if generaly adopted, impose on the j world a system of morals, which would tend to its advantage?its happiness, and its Fair the downward path is spread, Love and Light thy coming greet, Fruit is blushing o'er thy head, Flowers are growing 'neath thy feet. Mirth and Sin, with tossing hands, Wave thee on, a willing.prey ; Yet an instant pause?there stands An angel in the way. Iteed the heavenly warning?know Fairest flowers thy feet may trip ; Fruit, that like the sunset glow, Turn the ashes on the lip. Though the joys be wild and free, Even mortal eye can see An angel in the way. Wilt thou drown in worldly pleasure f Wilt thou have, like him of old, Length of days and store of treasure, Wisdom, urlorv. power and gold t Life an J limb shall sickness waste, Want shall grind thee day by day, Still to win the God hath placed An angel in the wa^. Trusting all on things that perish, Shall a hopeless faith be thine f Earthly idol wilt thou cherish f *, Bow before an earthly shrine? Meet rebuke to mortal love Yearning for a child of clay, Death shall cross thy path and prove An angel in the v/ay. When the prophet thought to sin, Tempted by his heathen guide ; When a prince's grace to win, Prophet lips would fain have lied. Even the brute the same controlled Pound a human voice to say, smite me not?Behold ^n angel in the way ln? go, .Mlfto?> iu-:? . Wott bitn down tnO 8h?"-n5 trnck' SpiritJjand? *ra Urotched to ***?? Spirit voices warn bin) back, Heart to n)?n J to evil prone, Chafe not at thy ^io'e delay, - ,j i? ' -v ' * ?** nmtt An angel in the way, 8*i4?jjJ|e?4iit0. r". They that wait upon the Lord shall renew their strength." Prayer constitutes the closest communion rnrm can bold with his maker. In solitude ^ hpd silence lie approaches. His throne, to )ay there his offering of submission, repentance and praise; and he whoso devotion is sinoere is oonscions that bis stfength is re*.. V newed... . ' ' ; . No man can truly love his jjtiier in Heaven, or become entitled to um deep \ " v Higuifioance of the Christain name, with out a recognition of the duty of prayer, and a determination to fortify his own week virtue by ita constant and sincere practice. ir . K f IC cftt>WMW affirmed that ft man may not liv* ail outwardly moral life with out ^ >t>uUitud?a do ?o; but the some BP" B * * *83 j ff 1 JBJB I \ M ^ I b] 11 _ ^BNkttl I | III { fl[ i w@wm ^ GRliENVII Coding So too. r.r ALIOR CART. Mr. and Mrs. Dexter began life with a for* tune ; they had one of the finest houses in town, and, of course, it was iu the moet fashionable quarter, ami furnished with all the elcgaftco and luxury which minister to taste ana comfort. >? In short, they had a great house, a great deal of furniture, a om>*t rnonv urvan(< ar,A a great many clothes. Tliey had fine horses and fino carriages, a fine conservatory and fine pictures, and were, in all respects fine people. They gave splendid entertainments; had traveled at home and abroad ; gave and received presents; visited all the fashionable resorts in the summer, and in the winter made life one round of what is termed pleasure. Mrs. Dexter was a beautiful and accomplished woman, and lived as she had been educated to live, and as she supposed wna'proper for n woman of her position and fortune to live. ' Her baby was in the nursery?well cared for, she knew ; and yet it caused her not a little anxiety that she was unable to see it Oiiencr than once or twice a day?her engagements were so numerous they would not allow it. liusy, and weary, and worn were they ; neither happy themselves nor causing happiness to others. They were, of course, a good deal envied and disliked, and sulfered not a little from unfriendly suspicions. It is one of the penalties of prosperity that it enables even our best friends to see all the little defects of our character, and sometimes to imagine faults and failings of which, in reality, we are guiltless. "Whay is it that we are so boared to death 1" said Mr, and Mrs. Dexter. -'Nothing seems fresh or pleasant; and surely we ought to be hnppy if anybody is?we enjoy largely the means of happiness." So they turned and overturned their affairs ; counted the rooms of thoir house, the number of their wardrobes, and scrutinized their furniture; but they were only the more and more puzzled. Iff all the list of their fashionable acquaintances they could think of but one family who had ampler means or lived more stylish than themselves. They had onoe or twice seen a finer coach than their own, though seldom moresplendid horses ; a few costlier entertainments they had attended than they were able to give, but not many ; and no lady wore finer jewels or brocades than Mrs. Dexter. They were not admired much, it is true, and she sometimes thought her taste m so lecting must be at fault; but not so ; that Mrs. Dexter should wear silks and diamonds were a matter of course?and so, of course, they gave nobody either pleasure or surprise, and least of all himself. Fire blazing before them, and mirrors flashing behind, they sat in their fine house and wondered why they were not happy, and concluded that they could not be possessed of that amount of wealth that insured happiness, for in no other way could they account for the humdrum life they lived. They did not sleep well at night?why they could not guess, unless it weie the fault of their beds ; they must have more luxurious one, if in any part of the world they were to be obtained. Tbey had little appetite; the cook must be to blame; tbey employ another; entertainments did not entertain them, and visiting and visitors were alike tiresome. If they had wealth enough to do just as they would like to do, they would surely baffle the demon of ennui that so tormented them now, j The chances of speculation were turned over, and Mr. Dexter was not long in aeiecone which he thought promised well. u-*ura they of favorable results, that . " \..j ' it would be foolishness to taey com*"""" -^-7.-.. - y.- ,, *sh for the ecu'*' re* 'zat|on wealth that vu almost within their -r<U?"' on re drew upon a vision*."* ca^'^'- To their surprise, happiness refused to co.?*e? despite their golden bidding. From their splendid entertainments they retired more weary than before, from their softer beds, arose more languished than listless, and in their dazzling ooacb rode with no mora ease and comfort then formerly ;.4he French cooks failed to suit the appetites, and merchants and milliners wero alike unaueceasfal in their attempts to meet their wishes. At the end of a year of moat extravagant dissipation there came a crash in the affairs of Mr, Dexter. From heedlessness or mismanagement, or both, the lata venture proved an ntter failure, and dragged after it to ruin oooks, coaehe-, and all. "What can be dona P said Mr. and Mrs. Dexter. And, of course, the conclusion was nvtkiiuf Kut mmlnv down. Truth must bo sd&lhered and credit kept good.*1 flp thousands were borrowed, mod sent searching after the lost thousands, and for a while the Destere moved in splendor and gaiety, and were, to outward ?ppearancM^. ffreatly tp be eqried bjit to their;U(> t^Ml erj rodbh as if standing on dry hoards that,for a moment su^reoed ,0)? afr+tf adrth*w * .. 1 AE, S. FRIDAY J gHgg^fr ..... IJL LJ L J. IWW#'' "What shall wo do!" said both Wr. and Mrs. Dexter, when no money conld be borrowed. They did not know ; they only felt anything, anything but coming down.? What would nil their fashionable friends say, and how they would be avoided !?that was what they dreaded more than any privation they would have to endure. They conld devise no plan of action ; but in their effort to keep up yet a little longer there cathe a season of dodging ami hiding, , of pfomMttg-and postponing, of evasion and of almost secret starvation. Thev grew thin ar.d haggard ; their fine clothes looked like fine rags, or nearly so, nnd the pinch of penury showed so plainly in their faces that any further attempt at concealment was hopeless. Poor Mrs. Dexter looked like a little while paper woman, with a kind of smile painted on her lips, for yon might see plainly enough it did not spring from her heart; and it seemed that a breath of wind would drift her away as easily as the froth from a milk pail. Half a dozen scantily red fires wore burning in the house, when Mrs. Dexter seated herself by one of thero in mute and hopeless despair. Night fell, and the heavy curtaios made it doubly night within the room.? The door opened stealthily, and her husband like a snow-drift, still and cold, came to her side. "My dear wife," he said, presently, "I would not mind this terrible calamity but for you." Ilisvoico faltered, and ho put his Arm about her neck with a tenderness of manner that she was not at all used to, though he had always been kiud and indul gent. Her heart had never stirred as it then did when she heard him say "Here is a thousand dollars, my dear." There actually came a faint color to her cheek, and a real smile to the lip tfhero the false one had been so long. The happiness of that moment was worth all the lost fortune. "My good noble husband," she said, "you must hot suffer on my account. I am equal to any fortune so long as you love meand the hands she laid on his forehead were like a pleasant healing dew, and her kiss on his cheek made liiiu richer than he hA^ ever been. "* *' The shell of a fortune in which, they had been living was broken, and they saw, for the first time that thero was a great world, outside of it. The anticipated misery of coining down lessened wonderfully when they stood up and faced it. All the fine furniture was sold, tho French cooks dismissed, dressing-maids and chamber-maids were sen'.away. Mrs. Dexter herself took charge of the baby, and half the house was let. One servant and a small carriage were all the luxuries they reserved for themselves. All day after the coming down, Mr. Dexter kept out of the house; he could not bear to see bis wife deprived of the elegances to which she had been used ; he could not bear to see her tears?to hear, perhaps, her reproaches With a slow and heavy step he approached his home, like him who "Lingering raised his latch at eve. Though tirod in heart and limb; Who loved no other place, and yet Home was no home to lain." Two or three times he passed and repassed his own door without courage to enter; but seeing one of his former friends approaching, he choose the least of two evils, and went in. Along the dark hall and up the stairs he groped his way ; opened the door of his wife's chamber, approached the bed, and, parting "he curtains, passed his hand softly along it, for he expected to find his wife ill and weeping; ho bad found her so many a time, in consequence of the failing of a new dress or not to come home at A iSAtiam KAMW ^ - ?- - ? ? vw. mm.? uvmi uuo ima ilub uu? ts?6rf aud, half afraid that she had gone home to her mother, he descended to the little back room which was now parlor, sitting-room, and all. Feeling for the latch of the door, be groaned audibly, and as by magic, the door flew open, and his wife stood beside him, smiling and bright cheek, and with v.?ch err??* words of welcome as be had never heard her speak till then. The baby sat crowing his gladness in the cradle, and the *re threw ita bright gleam over the pretty china cf *be bible?all neat and orderly, even tAstefulf/ arranged; and as Mr. Dexter looked arotiud, be feIt all the prido and happiness of a young on coming into nis own house'for the inJt time. To the plain, but good and puflicient sapper both aid ample justice; the husband had not eaten the accustomed luncheon thai day, and the wife had been busy and earned what she seldom had before-?an appetite. The neat day came a new trial?some trifling articles must be bought, and Mr. Dexter must drive the small open carriage himself. *; ? *1 will wear my morning dress and veil," said Mrs. Dexter, for she saw that her husband was mortified for her sake; so they set forth together. The sun shone brightly, and the fresh air and various ahows of tlui streets ? tr,. I^ '' ' ' : >. . IOTNING, SEl'TEMBl Affnirs went on vary well for a time! they felt as if rid of a great burden, and in earn* eat and hopeful labor experienced no depression and no pain. But no deeply involved were they that even another coming down must he made. Ilorses and carriages and house must be sold, and themselves l>e left with nothing in the world but their henrts and hands. ''My dear, sweet wife, what shall I say to ?Oi*)fort you said Mr. Dexter when he had made a confession of their extreme poverty. And he added, sighing and sinking down helplessly, ''things could not be worse than they are." "I am glad to hear it," said Mrs. Dexter, laughing oatright; "for a9 nothing remains stationary in this world, our affairs must orrmv hotter finm no/>oeuih? " "But, my dear, what can we do!" sorrowful ejaculated the husl and. "Why," she replied, begin to live, independent of burdens and restrictions. For nay part I just begin to see something to live for.'' And drawing tho cay chair to the fire, arid placing tho baby on his knee she proposed to make for her husband a cup of tea, and a piece of toast, in the hope of reviving his spirits. There tfas no bread nor tea in the house, and, worsethan all, uo money. "Surely, then," said Mrs. Dexter, looking earnestly in the sad face of her husband, "There is no time to be lostand putting on shawl and bonnet she was presently gone from the house." When sho returned it was with aglow on her cheek that hieghtencd her beauty far more than paint and powder had ever done. She had been selling her diamonds, and had brought home money enough to buy a cottage and ten acres of land within a few miles of the city where they had always lived. A year went by, and as Mr. Dexter looked about his neat, well-ordered hoitie, as he sat before the blazing hickory logs, a pitcher of uiilk and basin of shining apples on the table beside, and saw his wife in a pretty chintz, inakiug the ten, and his boy, bright* eyed and healthy, rocking himself in the cradle with a look of pride that ho was alrftfiilv alii a !n - ?? J uv ouuioillillg IVI UIIU9CII, XIV? was surprised at Lis own bappioMs, and exclaimed, "Really, my dear, 1 should never hAve learned lmlf your excellent qualities, and, consequently, uever have loved you hall so well, but for our coming down. "Coming down, indeed T' she replied, and putting down the smoking tea-pot, she wiped the happy tears from her eyes ; "I was never so happy in my life. It is as if we had removed a great heap of rubbish, and bad struck a vein of gold; for what were all our useless forms, all our servants and equipage, but so many obstacles in the way ol our knowing each other 1 Then there was nothing that I could do for you?now I can do everything;" and almost sobbingshecon tinued, "if you call this coming down, 1 thank Qod for it, for it has, in truth, been coming down to usefulness and happiness With what our frieuds called misfortunes we were the gainers evory time. Was it not pleasanter to ride in the open carriage, to sei what was about us, and feel the air And sun shine, than to be shut up in the old lumber ing coach? And then to walk and hav? the ad van tago of exercise as well as air, wu better still ; and now to work, and so gel air and exercise, and be useful at the same time, is best of all. One room darkened an other when be had a great house; now the light and sunshine come in all row d. Our expensive furniture required careful keeping; so I had the care both of furniture and ser rants; new I can keep the little we require myself And what was before wearisome is pleasure. I have no ceremonious calls to use the time which I can pass in friendly interchange of thought and reeling, with neigh bora who come to see me, and not my house or dress. Believe me, my husband?a house to shelter us, and one that is withal tasteful and pretty, and ground that gives us bread and fruit, and water and flowers?all for a little work; and that is th6 blesedest of our prevision*, for through no ctb* mean.* can we obtAin rest.*' "You are the best and noblest womAn in the world," exclaimed the husband, interrupting her, "and but for you I should have come down in verity. Now I am convinced that while we maintain honesty and self-respecf, coming down is impossible." It is sad to think of the greAt fine rooms, piled one over another, and darkening one against another?too costly for use, and too elegant for the free tread and merry laughter of iuiuUticial joy?growing damp and mouldy, and sending to the hearts of tbeir inmates heaviness or stupidity, when we know they might bo set up seperately in bright green spots here and there, and make such little worlds of comforts, Pity it is that false notions, at all, are so enfeebling and degenerating our men and women! How shall I spend die time! and by what process i shall 1 beat out my little gold so that it shall display the most glittering surface f are the | first ^ueationa of tha da^.^ Noter let people work for you gra tig. Two years ago a man carried i bundle for us, and we have l?eev lending him two shillings a week eve einee. * II ? ft* 'titLj - . ...J.lLlL MIILL.Li_. ..licl: :K 2$ 1855. -?*: '.i_j_.-^lLJ V J t !p 6 ftiflffflre W $flri In oitjj *. I Maoriaok is a Divine and beautiful arrangement. It wan designed b^r Providence not solely as the means of keeping up population, or m a mere social and econonimical ] convenience, but as the blending of two spirits into one?the masculine representing wis- ( dom, and the >feminine affection. When there is a true spiritual affinity between the two, Chen the design is accompli, bed. Premature marriages arc among thegrcatest evils of the times; and it would tiot bo a bad idea in these days of reforms, if au anti-mnrrying-in-a-hnrry Society were instituted. iNow a days, people lenp in the magie life-circle with no more consideration than they would partake of a dinner?little thinking that, when once in, they are there until their end comes. There is little, sometimes of mutual analysts of disposition, and comparison of taste and affections. They Rcem to fancy that, if there aro any discrepancies, the fatal Oordian knot, which can be seldom cut and never untied, will barmonizo all. The numbers who have felt this truth? . the numbers still feeling it to their heart's core?are incalculable. Thev Tocoimize it as (lie great mistako of their lives. The chain is not to them a silken one, but a cable of iron, that tightens around thctn more and more, crushing out all hope and energy, substituting hate for love, and eating out with its rust, the very inner life of tlio soul. Boys and girls now marry to a greater extent ti??n ?v?#r of waiting till they become full grown and matured men and women. The young dandy, as soon as he gets out of short-jackets, and hods a little furze gathered on his upper lip?and the young miss, as soon as she emerges from the nursery and abbreviated froeks?think they are qualified to assume the most solemn responsibilities of life. And so if "Pa" and "Ma" won't consent, they post off to some Gretna Green, and there take obligations, that, in niueiy-nine cases out of a hundred, they will never cease hilterly to repent. Marriage should never be the result of fancy The ball room and the evening party rarely develop real character, lluder the exhilarating influence of lire dance, the glare of the lights, and the merry squib and joke, the dissolute young man may appear amiable, and the slatternly scold ioveaWe. Mat. ches made at such places, or rmder similar circumstances, are not of the class that originate in heaven. They are more generally conceived in the opposite place, and bring forth only iniquity. The true way to learn ' each other is to do it at home, in the' pat lor, ! I.J.-1 1 : .1-. ? >uv jkHVUOll, mill UII in.-L-HMl.ICIM I (llll lehl lilt' temper. We see the result of these unions in the almost daily divorces that are taking , place, in the running away of husbands leaviug their wives and children to stnrve, and ' in the elopement of wives. Not only this, but we witness it in broken-spirited men, made old in the prime of life, struggling on for mere food and clothing and shelter, and 1 in women cross, dirty sluttish and wrinkled. It would be quite impossible for us to <!e ? pict faithfully the multitude of physical and L moral evils that result from these sinful mari ringes?for sinful they are. They ruin the body, corrupt the morals, and stulify the mind. And the result does not stop with husband and wife. There are the children. 1 They partake of the feebleness and rices of ' the parents, both physical and moral, and ! go out into the busy world staunted and gnarled. God pity them ! 1 We would not be under-stood as speaking against the institution of inarraige. It is holy, beautiful and beneficent. But let every one take his mate or none. Let not the brave eagle pair with the stupid owl nor the gentle dove with the carrion crow. Like should have like. It is a glorious sight to see two old people who have weathered the storms and basked in the sunshine of life together, go hand in hand lovingly and truthfully, down the gentle declivity of time with no angers, nor jealousies, nor hatreds garnered up against each other, and looking with hope and joy to the everlasting youth of heaven, where thev shall be one fervor ? I ' - ?- J That ia the iidt; marriage for it is the mar ringe of spirit with spirit. Their lovo is woven into a woof of gold, that neither titne, nor death, nor eternity can sever.?The Elcctic ^fidelity qllied to Meitfql Idiocy. "Let tho cnofhies of our faith show the world that their infidelity rests on higher grounds than u stale invective against the jugglery of priests, or the nertness of a flippant witticism; let them bring along with them the spirit of cool and candid reflection, an anxiety after Irnth, and a ready submi* sion to evidence, llow little do they think, as they strut along in pride of their in fulel philosophy, how littt* of the spirit ami temper of true philosophy >? in \heni?of ( that humble, cautious spirit which Bacon taught, aud on which Newton rests the im, mortality o( bis genius. There is a puppyism infidelity, for which I have no patience. I thought that now a-day both gentlemen * and philosophers would havo been ashamed t of it. A.t the commepoement of the hat cent tury, one had ome credit io *j>ort?ng th? r 1 language of unbelief and infidelity?for the\ were supported by the countenance of SliaT - : ''1 rap* jl? -*-- - w ry?.'> *kx*r- mr * .jtr --? .-?r?. -^r. mjiua?.u i t<. Ontg j|g NO. 20. tesbury and ik.liugbroke, who, in addition. , 3 to iboir being peers of tlio realm, bad it sufficient acquaintance with mother tongue J Hut infidelity, like every other fashion, has it? day ; and since the masterly and triutoafc' nnt defences of our English divines, it uns 1 been generally abandoned by the aupcrior f and more enlightened class of society, and to use the words of an Oxford professor, is now rarely to be beard but in the language . of bakers and brewers, and bricklayers, fttjd bellmendcrs, and bottle blowers, and "black- * * guards. I revere Christianity, not becnuR.e. it is the religion of my country?I revere??, not because it birngs the emoluments of office; but I revere it, beCansc it is built upon the solid foundation of impregnable argument; because it bas improved the world by the lessons of an ennobling morality, and because, by the animating prospect which it hold? out. it alleviates the sorrows of our iinal departure hence, and cheers the gloomy ^ desointiou of the grave.? Chalmertt ftoto be 5) cut &otop Si q it's. ' One evening Mrs. SparrOWgrftss hud retired while I was busy writing, when it struck me that a glass of ice water would bo palatable. So I took a candle and a piU-lier and went down to the pump. Our pump is in the kitchen. A country pump in the kitchen is more convenient; but a well with buckets is certainly more picture que. Unfortunately our well water has not beeu sweet since it was cleaned oul. J Find, I had to open a bolted door tliat lets you into the basement ball, and then 1 went to the kitchen door, which proved to be locked. Then I remembered that our girl always carried the key to bed with her, and slept with it under her pillow. Then I re- > traced my step ; bolted tho basement dv Or, and went up iuto the dining room. As is always the case, 1 found when I could not get any water, I was thirstier than I supposed I was. Then f thought I would wake up our girl. Then I concluded not to do it. Then I thought of the well, but gave that up on account of the flavor. Then I oj>ened tho clo*ct doors?thero was no water there ; and then 1 thought of that dumb wnitnr t The novelty of the idea made me smile ; I took out two of the moveable shelves, stood the pitcher in the bottom of the dumbwaiter, got in myself with the lamp; let myself down until I supposed I was with in a foot of the tloor below me, and then let go! Wo came down so suddenly, that I was shot out of the apparatus as is I had been a catapult. It broke the pitcher, extinguished the lamp, and landed me in the middle of the kitchen at iniduight, with no fire, and the air not much above the zero point. The truth is, I had miscalculated the distance of the descent?instead of falling one foot f had fallen five. My first impulse \Vaa to ascend by th6 way 1 came down, but I found that impracticable. Then I'tried the kitchen door, it was locked ; I tried to force it open, it was made of two-inch stuff, and held its o<*m Then I hoisted the window, and | there was the rigid iron bars. If ever I felt * angry at anybody, it was at myself for putting up those bars to please Mrs. Sparrowgrass. If put them up, not to keep people in, but to keep people out. I laid my cheek against the ico cold barriers, and looked out at the sky ; not a star was visible / it was as black as ink overhead. | i hen I thought of lteron Trenck and the prisoner of Chillon. Then I made a noise I I shouted until 1 was hoarse, and ruined our Eerfterving kittle with the poker. That rought our dogs out in full bark, and between us we made night hideous. Then I thought I heard a voice, and listened?h was Mrs. Sparrow-grass calling me from the top of tho staircase. I tried to make her hear me, but tho dogs united with bowl, growl and bark, so as to drown my voice, which is naturally plaintive and tender. Besides, there were two bolted doors and double deafened doors between us; how could she recognise my voice, even if she did hear it? Mr-.Sparrowgrass called once or twice, and then got frightened ; the next thing 1 heard was a sound as if tho roof had fallen in, by which I understood that Mrs. Sparrowgrass was springing the rattle. That called our neighbor, already wide awake, lie came to the rescue with a hull terrier, a Newfoundland pup, a lantern and a revolver. Thu mrtmonl I,ac.hu - -i? oil*/ suui m me, but fortunately just missel me. I threw myself under the kitchen tiibio and l>egan to expostulate with him, but ho would not listen to reason. In the oxe'tement I had forgotton hi* nam*; a,'d that made matters worse. It was n?t until he had roused up 0VCr)'body round, broken into the basement door with an axe, g?t into the kitchen with his Ravago dogs an'' shooting iron, and seized me by tho colla'N that he recognised me ? and.then wanted me to explni# it I but what kind of an cxp'a,ia''on could 1 make to him ! I told him ho would have to wait until my mind was composed, and then I would iet him t?nder?,,MI,d all about the whole matter fully. Ihit he never would have had the nnttieuln1* from me, for 1 do not approveoi neigh bor* that shoot at you, break in your door, a lid treat you in your own house as if you were a jail l?iid. lie knows all about it, however, for somebody has told him ; somebody tells everybody everything in otn xillngc?l'utmuu for Juvr.