The Evansville journal. (Evansville, Ind.) 1834-184?, 1845-10-16

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"Strctched in boundless beauty lies,''
is situated a charming little cottage, nestled
in shade and the seclusion beneath the foil
age of overshadowing boughs. On the piaz-
Ia in front ofthis dwelling, a venerable suck
er (named Gorden,O was seated one Sum-
mer afternoon, building dreams of thrift as
he surveyed his plantation, enameled with
heavy crops ripening into plenty. Now, as
our sweetest dreams are feetest and quick
est to close, is not strange that HIS, although
pleasant, were soon terminated by some one
shouting
.'Hallo, old dad-n
a'HaI,o yourself and diskirer how it feels"
he retorted, and turning simultaneously with
his reply, his eye fell upon a young man, a
stranger to him, leaning on the yafd-fence.
Excuse me- said the stranger; ''may be
you mout be so good as to tell a chap who
owns that're wheat field up aside the timber
won't your"
'Wall, / will: I own it,
'Dew say! said the stanger. But amt it
mighty cute that you allow four legged ami
mails and SIGH critters TO be in itg'
Out L UOA , | Sdtu 0OEQSH..
81 seen a boss in il tho as | kun along"
remarked the stranger, drily.
"A boss in my wheat?' exclaimed the suck
er. 'Zangs and lighthing!-Blucher! Santa
Anna! here, h-e-r-e.'
His call had the effect 10 bring forth two
dogs, one a hound, with legs half as long as
an Eastern Schoolmaster's, the other 4 bull,
the peculiar quirk of whose under jaw might
lead TO misirust that be was ever fond of
what the knowing ones call the grab
game Attended with these, he tfolled of
in 'hot haste the dogs wagging their tails as
their old master wagged his tongue urging
them to pursue.
The young stranger after wagging his chin
a little awry, and indulging in a light laugh
that made him look suspIciously waggish,
walked 10 the cottage door-and then, with
cut ceremony-into the parlor. Here, find
ing himself alone, he commenced 4 survey
of the apartment. Before he had much lei
sure, however, either TO observe or to admire
the taste and elegance combined in every
thing around him, he was entranced by a
gush of rich, wild melody, succeeded by the
sound of light footsteps, and instantly fitted
a creature of beauty and comeliness into his
presence. Oh! ttidt fair rosy-cheeked dam
sci, the very personiication of blitheness.-
She was startled, though, when her soft blue
eyes e%ncounted the stranger; and hastily
Withdrawing, in dong which, she Glanced TO
cast another glance-he c~ountenance chang
ed from fright 10 gladness-shc uttered the
name, "Henry L~eslie"-and then ran--not
out of the door, but smack into the young
strangers arms. What an extraordinary act
-in-fdtu-a-tion. She let him-let him
kiss her, too, and listened to his impassionate
langdage--why what did the girl mean?--
Their conversation will, perhaps suffice to
explain.
'Clarissa,' s. the stranger, 'Clarissa, my
beautiful idol have came, to claim you for
my own.'
20 Henry,T fear that our hopes will never
change 10 realities. Hove you, very much;
but my father dislikes you merely because
you are a Yankee lawyer. He is obstinate
and will not CONSENT And the rosy flush
fed the lady's cheek.
80 not fear Clarissa,' said Henry Leslie,
q can and will remove his prejudice. | know
how TO work on a farm; and as he does not
know me ! will hire 10 him under an assum
ed name, and by the merit of honest virtue
and worth win a place in his affections q
Their hopes excited and consequently
their anXleties lulled by the reasonableness
ofthis plan, the two seated themselves on the
sofa and enjoyed those bright angle plumed
delights with which a reciprocal Of love in
spires young hearts. When Gorden return
ed. however, be found the young stranger
alone-Clarisse having deemed it prudent to
retire at the sound Of her fathers footsteps.
Gorden was glad the stranger had tarried;
he wished to give him a 'pealing,' for he
had searched the field all over and found no
horse.
Now don't blame me, old man. said the
Yankee, for surer than my name is Dick
lQuick | seen a boss, a dead one, in that're
very wheat as kun along.
Oh! but old Gorden waxed wroth at thus
learning that he had been sent TO drive a
mere skeleton from his field; yet the Yam
kee conlrived TO calm his rufled feelings,and
hire himself 10 the Sucker 10 Edew things
closing the bargain with the impartial agree
ment that they might "hocus-pocus" one a.
mother as much as they pleased; wlIereupon
Gorden tickled his inner self with the con-
? ceit that he would make our hero suffer for
all the wrongs he had endured from Yankee
trickery, even from the time of his buying a
clock from a Connecticut pedler, which he
said kept time backward; down to The time
, when the New York p%ettifogger wished to
marry Clarisse. .
Respecting Henry Leslie; he had been in
early manhood an enterprising young farmer
, endowed wi.Febroad and beautiful domain.
but being mo cover gifted with an excellent