The Evansville daily journal. [volume] (Evansville, Ia. [i.e. Ind.]) 1848-1862, 1850-08-16
PRIDE AND TEMPER:
A Nut for the Reader In Cra.r
by THE MAN AT THE CORNER.

have been fortunate mana rery for
tunate man-for I hare had a friend-not
one as the world goes, but real friend. who
shared all his griefs, all his joys with me !;
whose heart, hand and purse were always
mine to do with as would. Many years
have passed since our paths of life first cross
: ed-then ran together, and finally mingled
into one, and during that time fortune has
smiled and frowned alternately OH BOTH
Some occurrences Of his life may not be I'M
interesting, and this ,hought, with the con-
siderati' that they may be as instructive to
you as they have been to myself, forms my
: apology, if one IS needed, for the following
simple narrative.
Twenty years ago was young mani
am not an old one now-but fortune has dealt
more harshly with me than time, for ] am
now nearly penniless, while then owned
beautiful farm and improvement, as we
say in the West on the left hank Of the
Obi, River, and in slave State. was
alone in the world, for my father and moth.
er were both dead before could recollect;
my uncle, who was my only relative and
my guardian, was a harsh. stern man who
had nothing in him to love, save as duty
and he was childless. lived alone, though
fond of society and induIging much in it, par
ticulary that of the ladies, and was very
popular young fellow with them. But it is
not of myself am to speak. Among the
number of my female acquaintance there
was one Of whom few words will not be
amiss, as she figures conspicuously in the
tale am about to relate. She was q most
exqusitely beautiful GIRL who had been left
an orphan: with her two young sisters--sweet
little creatures they were toby the death
Of her parents three years previous, while
she was at school. She had hurried home
Immediately on hearing Of the melancholy
event, and had since resided on the estate
for she was very wealthy-with very du
enna-like maiden aunt, upon whose hair the
sun Of fifty years had certainly shone. Her
education was incomplete. yet she bad some
sang like ST. Cecilia, danced like fairy,
and drew landscapes like an artist, as She
was, and figures with grace and lie-like
beauty all her own. Warm-hearted, i'm
pulsive and passionate in her feelings, she
occasionally los, her temper and would say
and do things which no one regretted more
bitterly than herself when her anger was
gone. Every one loved her, with all her
faults, and many suitors had bowed before
her; but she would I" none Of them," though
now drawing near to twenty-five, beyond
which, in our somewhat premature country.
lies the weary tract of old maidenhood. She
had a morbid dread Of sending her sisters
away to school, arising from her own intense
anguish at the time Of her parents death
and thus, between her own shortcomings in
that respect and her aunt's dulIness-they
seemed in fair way TO grow up beautiful,
talented ounces.
Our neighborhood wasa thckly populated
one. with large sprinkling ofolive branches
among the numerous wealthy families who
composed it, all Of whom were consequently
anxious to have a school and n teacher of
their own-none moro so than my fair neigh
Dor. whose name, forgot to say, was Anna
, Leslie. An advertisement was accordingly
inserted in the nearest city papers-to which
in due course Of time an answer was received
in the shape Of a slngularly modest letter,
which, brief as it was. showed unmistakeabie
evidences Of having been written by ma"
of ability, edncarion and refinement. En-
| closed were lew recomme ndations from men
whose names were sufficient, and so, the wrl-
ter. whose name was very aristocratlc
one was unanimously chosen to teach the
Young IDEAS of our neighborhood how to shoot
He came, was installed, and took up his
abode in small log house in one corner oil
= Miss Lesle's splendid farm. Twas absent
at the time, and did not know Of his arrival
;. until my return. A low days after this, as
: was taking ramble through the woods with
Miss Leslie and her sisters. we came sudden
/ Iy upon young man who was recln a
the loot Of magnificent tree deeply engaged
@ in reading. As we approached, he started t'
;, his feet. and with bow which was the per
= lection of grace, yet very proud, passed on
;. Struck with his exceedingly handsome face
elegant form. and remarkable refinement o
appearance, inquired who he was. ut !
our prince of schoo'masters-and from III
looks, schoolmaster Of prnces-Mr. De For
rest Earle. "said Miss I.eslie-and little Ma
. ry whispered as she pulled me down to lis'e
-" Or, Mr. -, you AMI sister Anna mus
learn TO love him Us do--he is so nice ! :"
E | soon discovered that Earle and ha
ns many Eympathies, for he loved every spor
Is lii L., meal, md Willis Could finnish