The mountain sentinel. [volume] (Ebensburg, Pa.) 1844-1853, 1849-08-23

! foolish fellow-instead of teaching the
! young idea how to shoot-he suffered
himself to be shot-through the sparkling
roguish eyes of littly May Lille did Cupid
aim his dart-tl0Gng-he was gone!
Diogenes Lille, Esq, professed to be
a very learned man, an Immensely learned
man, and his library accordingly occu-
pied one whole wing of his large and
costly mansion. n one far or near could
, boast Of SO many square feet of knowl-
edge. He patronized the arts and scien-
! ces, and limited at many wonderful inven-
tions at work III his brain, which were in
time to burst forth and astonish the world.
I He also courted the muses., and was con-
vinced that should he once plume his
( flight to Parnassus, there would be an i'm
mense fluuering among all soaring poets,
whom he should distance at once by his
bold and flashing imagery.
Could the eyes of poor old Dominic
Sampson have rested upon the countless
volumes which like Alps on Alps arose
/ to the lofty ceiling, would not his meagre.
! bony jaws have ushered in-'pro -di-gious!'
for there, was one compartment devoted to
! theology, and space for all the 'oiogieS-
! then there were divisions for astronomy,
! for botany, for history, for travels-there
was the poets corner, and the niche Of
romance. There were books in French,
and German, and Spanish, and Russian,
and Italian, and a mausolerl in the dead
languages. [ cannot vouch that sone poor
/ head could carry all this, that the brain
of the great Diogenes contained as many
chambers as his library divislons-but it
was very pleasant thing for him to gaze
up and down, down and up, upon their
costly gold-lettered backs Then there
were also buSts and statues, and globes,
and blow-plpes, and barometers, and ther-
mOmeters scattered around, and here in
this hall of inspiration, devoted to the
, sisters three and such branches of learn
ing did Mr.. Lille spend the most of his
, invaluable time.
Now great wisdom is said to bestow
upon It's possessOr contempt for wealth
propOrtiOnate, which, by the way, may be
the reason why so many learned writers
and men Of genius have died in garret.
If so-there was no fear that the last
breath of Diogenes Lille, Esq, would be
J drawn in a attic, for he lost nought of his
gold in the depths of his wisdom, but so
! skilfully managed his financial concerns,
that though apparently paying little heed
| to business, as he sat there ensconced amid
| his books and papers, the ball was kept
constantly rolling and constantly aceumu-
lating.
! Yet what initiated most against the love
| of Harry Warren, he had resolved from
the time when pretty May slipped her
| leading-strings, that she should be the
wife of some great man welding authority;
| and pray what virtue was there in the
petty birch twig, or the twelve inch ruler,
which were the only symbols of authority
the young school-master welded!
However, there is no need of my trou-
bling myself upon that head YETI would
Mr.. Little year after year say to himself
May is but child-it Will be time
enough years hence to pick out husband
for her.
Pick ont q husband Just as if the
bright eyes of May were not capable of
selecting for themselves-or that the eyes
of sixty could see for those of sixteen.
But there is in reality no need of Mr..
Lilies troubling himself, for the deed is
done, and the little gypsy May engaged in
as pretty filtration, ever spread the
rosy light of love around the hearths OF
youth.
Let me exculpate my unfortunate hero
from ali attempts to win the affections OF
his beautiful pupil. On the contrary, ii
seems a mystery that his oddities and
awkwardness should have any other emo
tions than pity in the heart of May-for
he was so terribly ungraceful in her pres
ence-why if he merely spoke to her his
voice was so low and tremulous, that she
had really to approach her little head quite
near TO catch word he said-and as fol
his scholarship, you would have thought
him Ounce, SO many egregious blunders
did he commit in hearing her recitations
and he could no more guide her little
hand In making those pretty and delicate
strokes which marked her copy book
than he could fly to the moon. You
would have been amazed that such fine
handsome young fellow, could have made
such BOBBY of himself!
However, never were scholars blessed
with so indulgent master; and his popu'
larity rose in proportion, while as youl
lovers are for the most part but litde given
to the 'fesh-pots of Egypt he was pro-
nounced by all economical housewives
upon whose hospitality he was semi
monthly thrown, to have the most accom-
modating taste and could dine from bee
and cabbage, pork and ParsniPs, peas Por