Liberty advocate. [volume] (Liberty, Miss.) 1835-1866, 1840-03-05

here W YOUR heailn, ana the CaSket Tor 1910
Egad! but its rare book! Have you seen The
specimen ofthe first number? Ii out-tops the
| rivals all hollow. Give it bumper, and toll
what you've got for the next number Oh with
your glass man. Egadl you drink wine like
a te,tolaller. I've got a brother that's "a reg
ular one; he bought his wine by the gallon
until he turned teto.taler, and what he had on
hand he stored away to set sour, but he begins
to look as sour as crabappe himsell---bui
let's have your sketch"
''Here it is Jerry, soiled and dusty penned
pit downin my Yearly days when the occurrence
was fresh, remember it yet as green spot
away back almost 10 my boyhood, and could
tell you something about it wthouMlhis paper
but somehow / don't like to trust To my mem
Dry, it's growing old and ricketty."
Its bad thing this romance by moon.
! light, under the willows on a summer eve, par
ticularly if there is a liquid blue-eye in ques
ton, up-gazlng into the stern and oul-subdulng
black. Never be caught putting your arm
around blue-eyed damsel Of moonlight night
and whispering soft and sentimental nonsense
into her ear. You may stand Irritation with
a Hour-a dark-eyed beauty the Prophet
Ipay the very deuce with man of sentiment.
speak from experience in this matter, and |
know, that bue-cye, will do more to lure
away a heart, than an oily tongue"
She was beautiful girl. apparently of
about sixteen summers, with laughing, yet
mlschleyous blue eye, and a step so light, that
you might fancy fairy was moving before you.
Her chestnut hair was thrown in loose curls
overher shoulders, which were finely,rounded,
and so slightly barred, as to disclose bust
swelling upto the funess and freshness of wo-
manhood. There was an arch expression in
her counenance, as the winds kissed her
cheeks, and tossed the rich curls playfully
around her head and conscious pride in her
step, as she bounded along over the green
|sward, like young iawn at play. shall new
Ter forget the cast Of my uncles eye, as he tap
ped me on the shoulder and said, 'What do you
think Of Ellen, Oliver?"
"Why uncle, what queer question! What
do think of Elem"
"Yes, boy! what do you think of Ellen? Do
you never think of her! Lord! what is the
matter with the boy? Your face looks like a
full moonin harvest. What's the use blush
ing like little missy. Can't you tell me
what you think other.
"Why-ye s-uncle, can tell you, but you
ask such strange questions. think cousin Ell
len is a very nice girl"
"Ah! you think she is very nice girl, hG
Pom my word, that's good joke. But what
makes you so silent when you are together
| hope you are not offended at each other"
"OffenGed at each other! offended at Ell
len? Why uncle, what could put that in
your head! hope hav'nt looked as if was
angrym
: "Oh no, Oliver, you didn't exactly look so,
but then you are so very still. But see how
it is, you had rather be alone. shall return
TO the house, and take Whit or two OF Tobacco
| don'tfecl well after supper. But don't wan
der too far children! The moonisiust peeping
over the hill, and as the sun sinks, the grass
will become damper. You may take stroll
down by the woods yonder, but don't remain
out long .
My cousin had turned her face toward us as
her father left me, to return TO the house, and
now stood like startled fawn, trembling as |
approached could see the blood shooting up
from her snowy bosom, as advanced, and per-
ceived slight compression Of her lips, and a
tremor in her frame, as land my hand on her
arm, which was partly bare. My own breast
thrilled with conflicting emotions, as ! was thus
left alone with the sweet little consln, lntoI
whose eyes, had so often gazed, with unutter-
able emotions, and felt strange fluttering at
my heart, as placed herarm in mne and led
her down the grassy hill.
"Oliver," said she sweotly, edo you see the
moon peeping drought the foliage OF the trees
hat skirtth wood afar off, over the hill? See
now she sails along amid the fleocy clohds.-
Have you never wondered whetherthat is real
va world like ours?"
eyes, Ellen, think have, but then scarce
y think | should like the inhabitants as well
ISL do our own, for all. !"
Sand why, cousin?"
sYou could not be there, Elem
"Fie, Oliver, don'ttalk So like 10 wander
'ut Of moonlight eve, to talk with one IL
respect, and 10 commune with such an one
Ipon the gories fan evening sky How rich
very thing around us seems. Away off in
he west there, the clouds hang like golden
curtains, and heecy gauze-like ones away
p in the heavens, look like silver wells floating
long in the deep blue expanse Of heaven.
sn't il strange that we should be such thank
ess, thoughtless creatures? after all that God
las done for us, to render this world Of ours a
eautlul and happy place to dwell in One
would think our hearts ought ever to flow out
h gratitude 10 Him, that He designed this
world for us. And yet how we murmurm
HTrue, Ellenl we are too unmindlul Of His
GOODNESS, and accustom ourselves to think but
90 little ofCur Indebtedness for all His kind
less toward US. have frequently given way
0 the same train Of thought, which you indul-