The daily dispatch. [volume] (Richmond [Va.]) 1850-1884, 1852-04-07
THE DAILY DISPATCH.
THE Gypsy IN THE THORN.BuSH.
FROM THE GERMAN.

rich man once hired boy, who served
him honestly and industriously; he was The
FIRST TO rise in the morning. the last to go 10
bed at night, and never hesiiaied to perform
even the disagreeable duties which fell 10 the
share OF others, but which they refused to do.
His looks were always cheerful aud contented
and he was never heard TO murmur When
he had served year, his master Thought m
HIMSELF if pay him his wages, he NAV go
away; it will therefore be most prudent not m
do SO; i will thereby save something. and he
will stay" Atlast the end of the third wear
arrived; the master felt in his pockets, but took
| nothing out; then the boy spoke.
"Master," said he, IL have served YOU hon.
orabiy for three years; give me what / have
earned.'
"My dear fellow" replied the niggard, you
have served me we'll, you shall be generously
rewarded" So saying he gave him three crown
pieces. "a crown" he SAID, "for each year !;
1t is liberal; few masters would pay you such
wages"
The boy, who knew very little about money,
was quite satisfied; and be set out then TO see
the world, singing to his hearts content, bur
as he leaped bush, a little man appeared be.
fore him
"Whither away, brother Merry?" asked the
stranger; yourcares seem but light burden
to you!'
"Why should be sad," said the boy. when
have three ears, wages in my pocket"
"And how much is that?" said the man.
"Three good crowns"
Listen to me-" said the dwarf; 81 am poor,
and unable to work; give me the money"
The boys heart was good; so he handed
him his nard earned wages.
"Take them," said he, 81 can work for
MORE"
"You have kind heart" said the little man,
II will reward you, by granting your wishes;
what do you ask?"
ala! hal" laughed the boy; 'syou are one
of those who can whistle blue! Well, | wish,
first, for a bird gun which shall hit whatever
which every one that hears me play must dance;
and thirdly, that when ask any one fer any
thing he shall not dare to refuse me.''
'You shall have ALL" cried the mannikin, as
he took fine fiddle and brd-gun out of the
bush "and no man shall refuse what YOU
SKIP
The boy went on his way, and soon over
took wicked looking man, who stood listen
ing 10 the song of a bird, which was perched
on the summit of high tree.
"Wonderful!' said the man, "such q small
| animal with such great voice l wish could
get him."
The boy aimed at the bird with his magic
gun, and ii fell into a thorn-bush.
"There, rogue" said he to the other, "you
may have it if you can fetch it,"
"Master," answered the man, .sleaye out the
rogue when you call the dog; but will pick
up the bird.'
In his effort to pick il up, he had worked him.
self into the middle of the prickly busb, when
the boy was seized with a longing to tsv his
fiddle. But scarcely had he begun to play,
when the man begun also TO dance; and the
faster the music, the faster and big her he Jump
ed, though the thorns tore his dirty coat,
combed out his dusty hair, and scratched his
whole body.
leave off, leave off, cried he. ~ do not
wish to dance!"
But he cried in vain. "You have fayed
many man, dare say" answered the boy;
-"now we will see whatthe thorn-bush can
do for you!''
"Mercy, mercy" he screamed atlasi, "you
shall have this purse of god!''
"Since you are so ready to pay, will cease
nv music" said he.
With this he took The purse andldeparted.
The thievish-looking man watched him till
he was out of sight; then he hawled insulting
| ly after him; and when he had relieved himself,
| he ran to the Judge of the next town.
Honorable Judge" cried he, II beg your
| mercy; see how have been ill-treated and rob-
bed on the highway
'Was it soldier asked the Judge, "who
has so wounded you with his sadre?
one who had no sabre, but a gun at his back,
and fiddle on his neck!''
The judge had the boy caught, and he was
brought to trial, but he said with loud voice:
81 did not beat the fellow. nor steal his
gold"
"He can lie as fast as can catch flies of of
the wal, }" cried the man.
And SO the Judge ordered him to be hang.
ed.
Tho bo,, o,oanla1 H. l,1Jar -. -. - i.
last step, he asked the Judge to permit him to
play once more on his beloved fiddle.
ado not let him, do not let him, screamed
the rogue.
81 have granted il already; he shall have his
wish"
"Tie me fast bind me down. cried the
gipsy.
The fddle-player began; at the first stroke
oil became unsteady-Judge and bystanders
tottered-and the rope fell from the hands OF
those who were binding the tatterdemalion |;
the Judge and the gipsy were the foremost,
ndlcaped the highest. Then the Judge gasped,
"Cease, and will give you your life!"
Then the boy went 10 the gypsy, and said:
"Rogue, confess where you got those du-
cats, or will play again."
81 stole them, / stole them!"
Then the Judge hanged him, instead of the
boy, who journeyed on to see the world
REMEDY FOR CoEsUMPTIoN.-It will be re-
collected that several months ago we publish
ed an abstract OF an article by DR.. Stone, in
New Orleans medical journal, relative to new
remedy for consumption. The Boston Medi-
cal and Surgical Journal has the following on
the same subject
"a gentleman of the neighborng civ Of
Charlestown, whose son .as considered in a
hopeless state from the diseased condition of
the respiratory apparatus, was induced to adj
minister DIR. Stones medicine. All the phos-
phaie OF lime procured at thu shops appeared
| to him TO be imperf city prepared-being
| coarse and otherwise objectionable. purer
article was prepared especially TOR the occa-
sion, reduced to an impaipable powder, and ten
grains were administered three times a day,
followed by swallow Of cod liver oil. No
material change was dscoverabIe in the pa
| tient for Two weeks. Suddenly, as it were, a
| fixed pain of long standing in the chest then