The Caledonian. [volume] (St. Johnsbury, Vt.) 1837-1867, 1846-03-07

dy's eyes by his unnatural hard-heartedness,
and the other pauper! Well, il is one COM
fort TO us poor fellows to know that we all
come out about the same in the end. Any
way, ! would rather be i'll my grave than old
Bly's.' ... ......
odd Antone's would be palace TO that,
fancy
Does mistress Nelly ever speak other iatIls
Yes; when she hears himcallcd villain,
as every body does call him, she takes on
dreadiully, and says he was good father 10
her once, and she will love him now forwbat
he has been. Women are always fools about
these matters, you know
And Tinsley?
ooh, lie must indulge ms pretty wife, OF
course, and swear that the old rascal was an
angel fit would only win smile from herr
They say he even painted portrait of him
from memory, and, savage as the old rascal is
made him look quite amiable. They sold
every else when they were starving, but they
wouldntpart with that
A loud sob burst from the 'oyercharged
bosom Of farmer BY; he leaned for mo-
ment against n tree, and then hurried forward
with almost the bound ofa boy.
lie, he! ha, ha, ha" The laugh was slrotlI-
cred, but it evidently came from a Herty
heart. And oh, what a face was that peering
Raffies had never looked SO entirely convuls-
ed with mirth before.
I'vc done him! I've done him! The old
fox is fast in the trap! Hurra! hurru! Hip,
hip, hip, hurra! The birds don't know any
thing or they wouldsplit their throats'a hur-
raing and a laughing. Amt public benc-
factor?-no; this tine Pm private one; and
shouldn't have let the right hand know what
the left one did, only they had 10 talk with
each other. | should like TO know who could
do the thing up neater. Pretty well for you
Rug Raffics. Come 10 think, Miss Tinsley,
reckon I'll just take back that coat. You
don't seem to need il AT all Just now. Ha, Ia!
Ia, hn, Ia! wouldn't have believed that he
would have nibblc the bait so soon,thc old fox;
though gave him two or three pretty tough
morsels, 10 be sure. He couldn't get round
that coming down of the family; il hurt his
feelings. All, that's the dagger that | stahb-
ed him with. That went TO the 'witals,' as
the saying is. And then I came it over him
with the soft. Lucky enough that heard a.
bout that picture; that was what did him at
lnst-mlrra! lIurra for fun and Rug Raffies!
I'll trick dame Gaskill into making the coat.
| WILL As though man was any the worse
with an empty pocket! She TO say it too, the
old owl! I'll trick herr aud down sat gener-
Gus Rug Raffies TO devote an Tour, ofhis prec-
ous time TO the prudent Mrs. Gasl1ill.
1t was bright afternoon, aud Arthur Tins
ley sat up in his bed, leaning against an IN
vertcd chair. His wife, as ever, was by his
side and bending over him with mingled anx-
ety and tenderness.
q should like some paints, Nelly, ifycu can
get them he said in an earnest tone.
Il will try dear but you mustn't worry, ia
am two or three days about it. This hard is
not very strong and it must not busy itselftoo
soon. When you are well again, l have a
grand scheme for YOU
The invalid smiled family, and then in n
tone oftouching tenderness, answered,G shah
never he we'll until the sod is over my bosom,
Nelly, sec how all this is TO end; am
growing weaker and weaker every day, but
there's one thing that must do-lcannot die
till it is done. There is but one face for mo
in the wide universe---iflhe angels in Heav-
en- do not have it, cannot love them. must
paint your face and take it into the grave with
me-
you cannot die-Arthur, You cannot die
The doctor saidyo would get well if could
only make you happy. Won't you be hoppy
with me Arthur
we will both be happy when we Lave
gone home TO heaven, Nelly; but here, never
Nothing has ever prospered with us stree the
day ofour marriage
we have loved each othrr.'
- 'Ah, overwhelmingly. 1t has been thy
curse, my Nelly and when | am gonC--'
A tremendous knock at the door, and the
ofthe sentence hung suspended OH
the invald's tongue, while dame Caskill's
head hobbed out of the window ard as as
quickly withdrawn.
old farmer Bly,as live! Don't be in fur
ry, children! Oh! oh! Pm most scared out of
my senses, DON'T you open tie door, Nelly;
I'm afraid he has come for no good-wait a
bit child; I'd better open it myself Llid-a-
mercy! she has no fear of anything
Nelly drew the latch-string tremblingy;
her check was flushed, but her head ereciS
The first glance was enough, for tie rough
manly face was full ofeloTUence. .
sMy father:' .... ....
Tie old mans arms were outspread, ind
the trembling daughter nestled III them like a
wearied dove.
THE old house is desolate, Nelly; / cannot
live there any longer, and you must come
back TO me. What, tears? You didn't cry
when shut the door in your face to drown
what you were saying of your dead baby
But didn't shut out your voice, heard it
day and night-day and night, in the house
and in the feld---I couldn't get rid oft any
where. Don't cry any more, Nelly-don't
cry! your tears make my heart ache, IF you
had told me the boys name was Iarry--onIy
told me ] mght-but don't know, Pm an
old tiger. W1N you come, and live with me,
Nelly. i...-
The daughter raised her flushed face from
the biIlowing bosom and pointed to the bed.
Yes, darling; bring h!m with YOU; the
house is big enough for all of us. He stofe
my only child, but--well, it is natural-it is
natural They say he is dying too, but WI
will not let him. Money gives skill to the
doctors; and you shall both be well and hapa
py. These pretty cheeks ofyours must get
some fhllness and color. Nelly BLY, can't be
an invalid, nor--nor--cprses on those whd