The weekly Placer herald., 1852-10-30

"And the master so kind and so true. y
The wild blooming flowers in the COO
Lt shady nook,
SO fragrant with insence and dew.
But | weep not for these, though so dear
to my heart, l'
Nor the friends that have left us alone
The bosom will heave, and the tear drops
will start, t. I...,
For sweet Alice lies under the stone
LITTLE OR ANYTHING FROM NOTHING.
Under this modest title, the 'gem drop
per" Of the Chicago Journal, gives one
Of the prettiest domestic scenes, we ever
met in newspaper. Its charming and
natural simplicity will touch cord in
every parents heart: ' lo ".
yesterday we saw wagon loaded
with wheat coming into town-notiing
strange in that, certainly. And a man
driving the team, and woman perched
on the load beside him, and child thron-
cd in the woman's lap-nothing strange
in that either. And it required no par
ticular shrewdness to determine that the
woman was the property personal of
course-of the man, and that the black
eyed, round faced child, was the property
Of both of them
So much we saw--so much we suppose
everybody saw, who looked. 1t is a fair
inference that the wife came in to help
her husband "trade out" portion of the
proceeds of the wheat, the product of so
much labor, and SO many sunshines and
rains.
The pair were somewhere this side
fine point of observation, isn't it this
side of forty, and it is presumptive, if
blessed like their neighbors, they left two
or three children at home, sto keep house,
while they came to town-perhaps two
girls and boy, or as it is immaterial to
us, two boys and one girl.
Well, we followed the pair, in and
through until the wheat was sold, the
money paid, and then for the trade. The
baby was shifted from shoulder to shoul-
Ger, or Sat down upon the floor to run
into mischief, like sparkling globule of
quicksilver on a marble table, while
calicoes were priced, sugar and tea tast-
ed, and plates "rung." The good wife
looked askance at large mirror that
would be just the thing for the best room,
and the roll Of carpeting, of most becom-
ing pattern, but it won't do, they must
wait till next year. All! there is music
in those next years, that orchestras can
not make. e- -.a4
And SO they look, and price and pur-
chase, the summer supplies, the husband
the while eyeing the little roll of bank
notes growing small by degrees and beau
tifully less. Then comes an 'saside''
conference, particularly CONFIDENTIAL
She takes him aside affectionateIy By the
button and looks up in his iace--she has
fine eyes by the by--with i'm expression
eloquent of edo now--it will please them
So" And what do you suppose they
talk of? Toys for the children, John
wants drum, and Jane doll, and Jenny
book of pictures, "jist like Susan so
and sos" The father looks ''nonsense, :"
but feels in his pockets for the required
silver, and the mother having gained the
point, hastens away, baby and all, for
the toys. There acts the mother--she
had half promised, not all, that she would
bring them something, and she is happy
ell the way home, not for the bargain she
made, but for the pleasant surprise in
those three brown parcels And you
ought to have been there when she got
home, when the drum and the doll and
the book were produced--and thumbed
and Graded and thumbed--wasn't it a.
great house! 81 MLaiH 81 L.'
Happiness is so cheap, what wonder
tha: there is no more Of it in the world.'