The miners' express. (Dubuque, Iowa) 1849-1854, 1850-10-16
DEsAST ENs OF Il MAN WHO WOULDN'T
TRUST HIS WIFE.
A TALE OF TAILoR.-8Y wM. uowlTT.

TALE OF A TAILOR.-Sl W NJ. HOW
There are multitude of places in this wide
world that we never heard of since the day of
creation, and that never would become known to
soul beyond their ten miles of circumfer
cnce, except to those universal dscoverers, the
tax gathcrcrs, were it not that some sparlzsef
genius may suddenly kindlc there, and carry their
fame through all countries and all generations
This has been the case many times, and will Pc
the case again. We are now destineato hear,
the sound of names that our fathers nevcrdreanl-
ed of; and there areAother spots, now basking in
Gods blessed sunshine, of which the sworld
knows and cares nothing that shall ,gto our
children, become places OF worship, and tpI.
grimage Something of this sort of glory was
cast upon the little town of Rapps, in Reienlia,
by the hero whose name stands eonspi N9Ilsly in
this article, and whose pleasant adEsmtures
f1attcr myself thai am destined to diEuse still
further HANS NADELTREiBER wasstfe son of
Mr.. Stranss Nadeltreibcr, who, had, AS web as
his ancestors before him, for six generations,
practised, in the same little place, ,that most gen
| tlcmanly of all professions, tailor-secing that
it was before all others, and was used and sane
toned by our father Adam.
| Now Hans, from boyhood up, was a rer1arlsa-
able person. His father had known his share of
troubles and having two sons, both older than
| Hans, naturally looked in his old agcto reap
some comfort and assistance from their united
labors. But the two elder sons successively
had fled from the shop-board One had gone
for soldier, and was shot; the other had learn
ed the crafr Of q weaver, but being too fond Of
| his pot, had broken his neck by falling into a
quarry, as he went home one night from carou-
sal.-Hans was left the sole staff for the old
man to lean upon; and truly worthy sen he
proved himself He gentle dove,
and tender lamb. A cross word from his
father, when he had made cross stich, would
almost break his heart; but half a word of
kinddess received him again-and lie seldom
went long without it; for the old man, though
rendered rather testy and grabbed in his temper
by his many troubles and disappointments, was
naturally of loving, compassionate disposition
and, moreover, regarded Hans as the apple OF
his eye.
Hans was of remarkable light, slender, ac-
tive make, full of life and mcttc. This moment
he was the board, stitching away with as
much velocity as if he were working for q tuner
al or wedding, at an hours notice; the next, he
was dispatching his dinner at the same rate;
and the third beheld him running, lcaping, and
playing among his companions, as blIthe
young kid.-lf he had fault, it was being toe
fond of his fiddle. This was his everlasting de
light. One would have thought that bis elbow
had labor enough, with Jerking his needle soma
thirty thousand times day; but it was III him
sort of universal jont-it never seemed to know
what WEAKNESS was.-His fiddle stood always
on the board in corner by him, and no sooner
had he ceased to brandish his needle. he began te
brandish his fiddle-stick. If ever he could be
said to be lazy, it when his father was gone
out to measure or try on; and his fiddle being
too strong a temptation for him, he would seize
upon it, and labor at it with all his might, till he
spied his father turning his next corner home.
ward. Nevertheless, with trihng exception, he
was pattern of flial duty; and now the time
was come that his father must die-his mother
was dead long before; and he was left alone in
the world with his fiddle. the whole house
board, trade--what there was ofit--all was his
When he came to take stock and make an in.
ventory-in his head-of what he was worth, il
was by no means such as to endanger his en-
trance into heaven at the proper time Natural
ly enough he thought Of the Scrip pture simile
of the rich man and the camel getting through
the eye of needle; but it did not frighten him
His father never had much beforehand, when he
had the whole place to HIMSELF and now, behold
another knight of the steel-bar had come from
nobody knew where--a place often talked of
yet still terra incognita; had taken grea
house opposite, hoisted tremendous sign, ano
threatened to carry away every shred of Han
business .... .~. r..af
| In the depth of his trouble, he took to his iid
die, from his fiddle to his bed. and in his bed he
had dream-l thought we had done with these
dreams!--in which he was assured that could he
once the of fifty dollars, it would be the
seed of fortune; that he should flourish far be.
yond the scale of old Strauss; should drive his
antagonist, in utter despair, from the ground
and should, in short, arrive eventually at no less
dignity than-.-Burgermeister of Rapps!
Hans was, as believe Ihave said soon set .ur
with the smallest spice of encouragement. He
was, moreover, light andnimble as grasshop.
per, and, in his whole appearance, much such ar
animal, could it be made to stand on end His
dream, therefore, was enough He vowed vow
of unconquerable might, and to it he went
Springing upon his board, he hummed tune
gayly:
There came the Hippotamous.
| A sort of river bottom house, S1I4 }#4
| sneezing, snorng, blowing water
| From his nosrils, and around him
| Grazing mp the grass--confound him! .59#8 6{5s
| Every mouthful huge slaughter
| Beetle, grasshopper, and May-fy,
i From his muzzle must away fly,
| Or he swallowed them by lcgions
His huge foot IL was pillar;
/ Whcr le drank. IL was d swiller