Demoine courier., 1856-12-18

upon The ear.h. They TOLD me all abou,
Betty Seudder as she then was, and of
Betty Scudder as she now is, in her an.
gelic mould, and they recommended me
to print the narrative in the kDicker.
booker Magazine.
The boys and girls were binding
wheat shesves. and The work wen, on
merely, and there was much song and
Laughter, and The minister looked with a
pleased face over The rails; for MANY
matches were the result Of these fest.
walls. In q corner of the field, a, the
base OF q yellow stack. there was oe-
posi,ed . %corpulen, lille jug with a short
neck. and ! sm grisved to say that il
contained rum. | think tina, II 10 very
probable tina, the circulation oil tl,a. fluid
imbibed as i, was without any suspicion
in those innocent 6ays, caused a light
ness in the head ard activity Of the AMI.
NAL spirits which ia old Puritan times
wac though, nothing Of. but which is
now considered ss derogs,ory to char.
acier.
'Iempora mutantur ct nos Autamar
rum ills
Well, the buys ard girls wee binding
w~heat-sbesves IN the field at Coram.-
IL was rear .un-down; the crop was
mostly harvested; bu, although they had
ioiied diligently all day their spirits did
not flag. Ii the Whole leland had been
a wheat field they could have garnered
il in company no doubt. Cheerful labor
does no. result in painful weariness.-
Hitherto they had transsressed no rule of
proprie,y. ill, all Of a sudden, Bill Bark
sloo, who was working at The same
cheat with Betty Scudder, threw his arms
around her neck and kissed her lips with
a resound:ng smack. l, was the height
Of audaei.y. and. although The blood
mounted TO her eyes in anger, and she
slapped his cheeks ill. his ears rang, he
ran away aud threw himself upon the
gronc, and rolled and roared with laugh
ter.
Bill Buksloo was nbou, ~ eniy years
old. old enough 10 know better. He YVES
a fellow with o big bushy head Of red
hair. red face, covered with f.eckels. with
. hand as hard A. iron, and a grasp like
the grip of a vice. 4 voice like the roar-
ing of many wa,ers. He made a grea.
noise as he drove his team. standing u2
in his checked shirt and singing and
halloing to his cattle, He had an honest
heart and a reputation for wiidnsss.-
His progress in the catechism had been
hitherto snail. and he had more than
once been reproved in meeting. He
used TO bang his bushy head over The
gallery on Sabbath ill his face became as
rudy . . piece Of raw beef, and then,
rolling his quid in his caseh. ogling and
staring about him, find what amussmen,
he could. and exhibit a lack Of attention
TO the preached word, to the no small
disturbance oftLe speaker. Sometimes
he would fall asleep and 90 ranco-
%rouslv 10 to DO heard over the whole
building. or he would ses the negroes
who c~ong'egated in the loi, a ,ntering
and otherwise mar the solemniiy Of the
day. He was. moreover, fond Of horses
(which fac. alone, if there we're no Others
agalnst him, would have been sufficient
to stamp him in the eyes of truly relig.
ious peopie.) He knew the points Of a
horse; he ,ro.tsd and cantered and swore
often 10 doing The Nevertheless,
a. The very depth Of his character there
was . seriousness which nobody had as
yet finished up. because those who look.
ed in 10 hin were moro superficial than
they shought he was. He admired Bet.
~ Sender, land moi, he only !, fOs she
vas tho GEM Of Coram, The pride Of the
Big Plains. and the flower Of Long Is