Staunton spectator. [volume] (Staunton, Va.) 1849-1896, 1853-11-16

rects his steps towards the principal en-
trance. Just as you are about to go IN
something seizes you by the skirts OF you
coat you turn round it is the obhging oil
woman, whom you have forgotten, migrate
full wretch, to reward-"pay !" You at las
find yourself IN the interior of the church
you contemplate, admire, and are strucl
with wonder.
"Why is that picture covered with greer
cloth? ?"
Because" the beadle replies, 1T is TIT
most beautiful painting in the church.
"What !" you say, in astonishment, ''th'
best picture hidden elsewhere it is expos
ed to view. Who is 1t by?'
"Rubens."
81 should like to see it,
The beadle leaves you, and in few min
utes returns with an old, pensive-lookine
individual by his SIDE. 1t is the church
warden. This worthy person presses q
spring, the curtain draws, and you behold
the picture. The painting seen, the curtain
closes, and churchwarden bows significant.
ly-"Pay pay" On continuing your walk
in the church, preceded oy the beadle, you
arrive at the door of the choir, before which
man has taken up his stand in "patient
expectation It's Swiss who has charge
of the choir. You walk round it, and or
leaving, your attentive cicerone graciously
salutes you-"Only triAe." You fine
yourself again with the beadle, and soor
after pass before the sacristy. D, wonder
of wonders the door is open. You enter
and find sexton. The beadle retires, fol-
the other must be left alone with his prey
The sexton smiles, shows you the urns, the
ecclesiastical ornaments,and decorated win
dows, bIshops mitres, and in box the
skeleton of some saint dressed as a trouba
dour. You have seen the sacristy there
fore 'must pay" The beadIe again ap
pears, and leads you to the ladder that con
ducts to the tower. A view from the stee
pie must be truly delightful. You decide
on going up. The beadle pushes doc
open, you climb up about thirty steps, ther
you find that door which is locked pie
vents you proceeding farther. You Iool
back. and are surprised that the beadle i
no longer with you-that you are alone
What's to be done2 You knock, face ap
pears; it is that of the bellman. He opens
the door, for which kind action-"Pay. -
You proceed on your way-are delighted
to find Yourself alone-that the bellman ha:
not followed. You then begin to enjoy tht
pleasure Of solitude, and arrive with ligh
heart at the high platform of the tower
You look about, come and CO. admire th'
blue sky, the smiling country, and the i'm
mense horizon. Suddenly you perceive al
unknown animal walking by your side
.hen your ears are dinned with things yo,
know and perhaps care little about.
turns out to be the explicatur, who fills th
high office of explaining to the strangerth
magni6cence OF the steeple, the church, ant
the surrounding country. This man is or
dnarilv sufferer, sometimes deaf; yo,
do not listen to him. you forget hun IN con
templating the churches the streets, th
trees, the rivers, and the hills. When yo1
have seen all, you think of descending ant
direct your steps to the top of the ladder
The bellman is there before you. PAY.
Very WE'LL" you say, lingering you
purse, which is momentarily dlssolving
chow much must give youi'
81 am charged two francs for each per
son, which sum goes to the church revenue
but, sir, you must give me something 70
my trouble.
You descend; the beade makes his ap
pearance, and conducts you with respect t.
the door of the chnrch. So much trouble
cannot fail to be well rewarded.
You return to your hotel, Land have scarce
ly entered when you see person approach
ing you with familiar air, who is totally
stranger to you. 1t is the understrappe
who took your passport, and who now re
turns with ito be paid. You dine; th'
hour OF your departure comes. and ser
want brings you in the bill-Pay also
consideration for the trouble of taking tn,
money. An ostler carries your portman
teau to the dllligence-you must remembe
him. You get into the vehicle you begil
the same course tomorrow.
Let us recapitulate. Something to th'
driver, tnae to the position, the man wh'
does not belong to the hotel, to the old VIC
man, to Rubens, to the Swiss, to the sex
ton, to the bellman, to the church revenue
10 the beadle, TO the passport-keeper, to th'
servants, aud to the ostler. How many
pays do you call that in a day. Remem
Der, every one must be silver; copper L
looked upon here with the greatest con
tempt, even by bricklayers laborer.
A FEMALE CRUsoE "A letter from San
ia Barbara, California, on the 11th Septem
Der, says-We have now in Santa Barbar;
a great curiosity. 1t is an Indian woman
who has lived for eighteen years alone upol
the Island OF San Nicholas, small lslant
about forty five miles from this place, du
ring which time she has not seen the fac'
OF human being. This island was once
peopled by tribe Of Indians, TO whom th'
Northwest tribes were hostile. To pre-
serve the remnant Of this tribe from de
structon, as well as with view to chris
tianize them, the Padres induced them Il
come to the main land eighteen years ago
After they were all on board the vessel sen
for them, this woman swan ashore to loo
for Nor child which had heen left and