The examiner. [volume] (Louisville, Ky.) 1847-1849, 1847-12-04

"BEesAR BoYs.-At the very first stop.
ping place after we had gone over the hills.
there came up to me such winning little
beggar as never took my money before.
Italy, with all its carita, and pei amore di
Santa Maria, makes one hard hearted.
kept my money in my breastpocket, but
toned tight over my heart [ had learned
70 walk boldly about, without loosing a
button for a pleading eye. The little Hun.
garian rogue took me by surprise: | had
scarce seen him, before he walked straight
up beside me, and took my hand in both
bis, and kissed it; and then, as | looked
down, lifted his eye tinidly up to meet
inlne and he grew holder at the look |
gave him, and kissed my hand again-mole
'neun teribus cor est violabIe telis-and
il suffer this | shall be conquered, thought
!; and looked down at him sternly. He
dropped my hand, as if he had been too
bold; he murmured two or three ,weet
words OF his barbarian tongue, and turned
ms eyes all swimming upon me. with a
look OF gentle reproach that subdued me at
fonee' 1Tt did not oven Try TO struggle with
the enemy, but unbuttoned my coat and
gave him handful Of kreitzers.
Now, before could put NV money.
back there came running UP one the wild
estiooking, unprecedented little nymph.
that ever wore long, floating ringlets. or 50
bright a blue eye; and she snatched INV
hand, and pressed her little rosy lips to il
again and agan-so fast that had not time
to take courage between, and felt nv heart
ilutterlng, and growing, in spite of myself
more and more yielding, al each one of the
beautiful creatures caresses; and then she
twisted the little fingers OF one hand be-
tween my fingers, and wi.h the other she
put back the long. wavy hair that had fall.
len over her eyes. and looked me fully and
IJoyously in the face-ah ,empsr-wmper
eahsG est cur ego semper amen
elf had been Of fmer stuff, | should
have been to this day, five kreitzers the
ncher. She ran of with happy, ringing
laugh that made me feel richer by IVAN.
zSer; and there are twenty kreitzers in a
zwan2iger.
had buttoned up my coat, and was
Just about getting in the coach, when an
old woman came up behind me and tapped
me on the shoulder, and al the same instant
little boy she led, kissed roy hand again.
do not know what l nigh have done, in
the current Of my feelings, for the poor wo-
man. Il had not caught sight, at the very
moment OF this new appeal, Of the red nose.
and black whiskers, and rollnd.topped hat
OF Cameron, with as wicked laugh on his
face as ever turned the current Of a good
mans thoughts. 1t is strange how feelings
turn themselves by the weight Of such
trlfilng impulses. | was ten times colder
than when | got out Of the coach. gave
the poor woman a most ungracious refusal.
All ! the reproaches Of complaining ewes
Not all the pleasure that kind looks or
that kind words give. OF have given in life,
can balance the pain that reproachful ewes
ssscasbuI--eyes tlEar -hpve become sealed
over with that leaden seal which Lifts not
how they pierce one by day time. and morn.
dreadiully by night-through and through !,
Words slip, and are forgotten; but looks,
'reeProachiul looks, frightful looks, make up
tall that is most terrible in dreams.
4 hope Cameron in some of his wan
derlngs over the moors in bis blue and
white shooting jacket, had his flask of
mountain dew, fail, when the sun was
straight over his head-and that between
that time and night, gray night, damp night
late night, there came never bird to his
oag-not even a wandering feld-iare-
because he laughed me out OF nv charity
to the old beggar-woman of Illyria.
He insisted, however, that there was
nothing uncharitable in laughing, and that
there was no reason in the world why
genuine bsnevolence should no. act as free
ly in the face Of gaiety, as of the demure-
looking faces, with which the Scotch pres
byters about the West Bow, drop their
pennies into the poor-box. Ten thousand
times in life one is ashamed of being
laughed out Of course Of action, and
never stops to think whether the action
after all, is good or bad. i never vet met
man who hadn't pride enough to deny
his sensitveness to ridicule. 1t will be
seen that was in quarreling humor with
Cameron, and we kept the beggars fresh in
our minds, and on our tongues, for an hour
or more, when we appealed to Monsieur
lie Comte, who looked very practically on
even the warmer feelings Of our nature.
"Monsieur lie Comte thought the money
to the boys was well enough bestowed; to
the girl he would have given himself, had
she been trife older
" And she had kissed your hand, as she
did mime
"--But as for the old woman, she did nor
deserve IT, He was behind The coach,
while | was in front, and had seen the
mother sepd forxard-frst the boy-then
abe Etise girl--tnd after taking the kreit.
zers from both, had come up with a |
third
Happily, Cameron's laugh OF triumph
was drowned by the noise Of the position
bugle,. as We dashed into the courtyard oil
the inn of Adelsberg-"-Fresh Gleani,,gs.
&c.
lEDIFFEREScE.-There must be some