Sunbury American and Shamokin journal. [volume] (Sunbury, Northumberland Co., Pa.) 1840-1848, 1841-09-25
by Masser s. EiseIy.

es, ana oil married anu DOING wei on nice !
farms in Ohio; they are busy with the world, we
have done with t-and we want to go home and
lie down in the churchyard where all our dead lie
where we used to everything, and everything |
will look natural
"And your children were willing 7"
"Yes-there good children and kind-yes--
all but the youngest,-she was not UiUing-no,
not willing but when she saw us pine she was
silent-poor Anne IL wonder il the pear tree is |
living you planted the day she was born, John
The shade of it killed the rosc that you set out for
the eldest girls birth day.
"Yes-God forgive mel remember" replied
John, "but indeed, ma am, the little place was SO
stined with shrubs and flowers, and the like, that
one could not set down tree without killing them
with the shade of it. There flowers
clustered under our windows than you can find ON
all the big farms in Ohio. II will be long day,
mu'am. before your country will look like old Eng
land"
too had my preferences. and my aching longing
for home, and therefor the more respected the old
mans, and the less wondered that he was going
home in despite of all the excellent reasons the
political economist might have given him for re-
naming in our fourshed land should be very
apt like them to 60 home, if but to die amid old
familiar things.
While we were talking with the old pair, there
was tall, haggard man, with uncombed hair and
death.like paleness, stalking up and down in the
narrow and encountered space on the forward neck,
as ifall the world were indeed stage. and he the
only PLAYER. ] could find out nothing from his fell
low passengers, but that this had been the way of
his going on ever since we embarked, that he is
mutlering to himself sleeping and walking-and
that he drinks more than he eats"
! Our gossip stewardess has given some fnr-
ther particulars the man who excited my curiosity
last evening. He is an Englishman, and has been
thriving carpenter in New York. He came on
board in fit of madness, compounded of jealousy
and alcohol This has, in degree, subsided, but
he is still necessarily murmuring something of his
wrongs,-at one moment swearing 10 return and
murder his wife and her lover, and then remember
ing he has all his money with him, resolving he
| will leave them, the stewardess elegantly
/
"Their love or their life, stewardess :"
"Ther ove--their love, ma'am,-such love is
short.lived, any way but think the poor man
wrongs her and himself; it's the derium remens
the poor fellow has, and that makes him conceit
everything. HIS wife followed him to the ship beg.
gng him to go home with her an innocent pretty
woman, and she sat on an old box on the end of
the whaif with her baby in her arms, and the tears
streaming down her cheeks looking most desolate
like,-he swearing and stamping till the mate stop
ped him, and shut him down below"
"Wel, our Othello has finished his dream moi,
thrown himselfnlo the sea, hut the means whereby
he lived, one hundred and twenty five sovereigns.-
This stewardess considers far more unques.
tonabe proof of madness than elo desc. The
poor fellow threw the money overheard last evening,
and it has had the effect to sober him. He awoke
this morning to consciousness of his pennyless
condition, and he begins to suspect he has been in
deluson about his wife. The passengers all
astir with the incident. One might imagine NOR
ming paper had come in. What outside creatures
most men and most women arc!-they live upon
what is enacted the world within, with its ever
evolving and inscfutabe mysteries, has nothing
novel or corious for them"
SAILoas,-"The sailors are my admiration--,hcr
obedience, promptness calmness, and intrepidily
When | see these men mounting in all there hurly-
bury to the round-top, fearless birds, and trund.
ling the ropes the right use of which our lives
depend, calmly as we, in our quiet homes, pull
the threads of our sewing | cannot but laugh al
certain bold theories about the What may
be in The future developments of society we know
not-the possible is in the impone,rabe obseuily
a bellrope, and what sailor reefing a sail in II
storm, actually are, we know. There are, il is true
some striking exceptions to the general destiny and
characer,-that magnauimous creature, Grace Dar-
ing for example"
The following is the next best thing to the evil
dence concerning stone, "as big us piece Of
chak,"
"Were you travelling on the nigh, this affair took
place !"
81 should say was, sir"
~What sort of weather was ii Was it raining
at the time 7"
at was so dark that could not it raining
but fel, it dropping though"
"Ifow dark was il 7"
, II had no way of telling but !, was not light
by jug full"
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