Edgefield advertiser. [volume] (Edgefield, S.C.) 1836-current, 1856-05-07

cause be meddled with their plans, and
burnt the fields to improve the soil, until he
converted all theland into large desert of
brick dust But worst of all, he had dab.
bled in railway speculation, and so at last
came crash, and the Jews got hold Of the
Pebbles property:
Then what changes took place.
The suit of armour that Sir Peregrine
Pebbles had worm at Agincourt re.appeared
in Fitzroy. street, in the, studio of Pekilus
Pigment, and its portrait was in the Acade.
my, AID. 1s-in that celebrated artists pic
ture of the Battle of Otterburne, wherein it
figured down in front, with Earl Percy in.
side it. =.
The old portraits of the Pebbles of anti.
guilty were carried5away to Wardour. street,
whence they were removed to the suburban
villa of Higgins, the retired grocer, at which
place they figured as the Higgiuses of an
tiquity.
And SO the spoiled the Israeltes Egyp-
tians. Over the sea Ito Boulogne went
Pebbles, there to consider what was next to
be done. Was he fitted for any profession
or tradea We fear not Did he imagine
himself ft for anyi OF course he did -
there was nothing in the world that, for the
short space of perhaps an hour, he did not
think bis special vocation. Like Shakes.
peare's Weaver, be;sswanted to be Pyramus
and Thisbe, and Lion and Wall, but was on.
ly moonshine But still he tried all like
that aristocratic weather.cock Villiers, he
| Woe avarvth;ny hvf frtrne and not1iuo 1opp -
Pebbles was wandering OIL the beach at
Boulogne, and turning over in his mind the
various modes of making living, when
some one touched him on the shoulder, and
turning round, he 50 Pa little jovial'lo0king
"Wby Pebbles" Exclaimed Bales, for he
it was, sin the dumps9 What's the matter
Stump's down, or rqiaRut, eh? For be it
known, that Bales s 4retained his love for
the "manly game" and lie set up the boys
OF his village with bats, balls, and stumps,
much to the delight of the farmers, who
found that when the lads were better EN-.
ployed, they did not rob orchards or hen
houses so often. Hscricket-mania had lost
him the good opinis of the two Misses
Hassock, for he once sventured to express
his belief that in manufacturing towns and
mining districts it would be good plan to
allow the men and boys game at cricket
on Saints Days.
In answer to Bales enquiry, our hero told
him his story The little ecclesiastic was
touched, for he knew Pebbles old failing
it may be his conscience smote him for the
way in ~ hich he had made Panurgus useful
in the old college days. Cheer up, old
fellow" he exclaimed, "what if you are
bowled out once, you must have another
innngs and you mustn't bit so wild.--stick
to one thing, and work hard at it; don't try
to do everything. A Observation-Disclosures is
master of none, you know; you don't often
meet with good bat who is worth much at
wicket-keepiug, or a good bowler who gets
the score. In the meantime, old fellow. let
me have the pleasure Of lending an old col.
lege-mate some of the needfulw
Pebbles seemed inclined to refuse the
bank note which he offered him. "Pshaw!"
he continued, {" It's only loan, you can paw
me when you get catch. BY the hye, |
hope you are better hand at it than you
were when you missed that splendid catch;
don't you remember-when we played the
Trinity eleven!" and so they walked on,
talking of old times and old companions,
and before they parted Bales had promised
to get our hero a tutorship in French
family. This be did, and one would fancy
that Pebbles was at length settled down, at
least for time but no, his fate was inexo-
rabIe, and so poor Panurgus at length fell a
victim to it,
A year after the. last mentioned event, |
was at Boulogne on business, when the
waitress Il believe they call them "6les"
in France-of little auberge, came to re.
quest my presence at the bedside Of "a COM
patriot followed her to the inn, and
then, what the French call mont den haaa,
and there, In miserable garret, found Pa.
nurgus Pebbles shivering upon miserable
pallet, evidently Oh the verge of death. |
hurried off Immediately, and called upon an
eminent English physician who was staying
in the place, and returned with him as soon
as possible.
loo late-when we arrived poor Pebbles
was dead!
How he came to leave the French family
do not know: probably be thought he had
discovered something that was exactly suited
for him as be fancied, and so threw up
good situation to grasp after shadow. He
had not been at the auberge long before he
was taken seriously i'll, and, poor dabbler in
all things, he had consulted Dr.. Vyolant
Remmedie and Professor Hydrus Vasser,
disciple of Preissnitz. The latter recon-
mended wet blankets, the former prescribed
calonel; and between the two stools, as he
had often done before, Pebbles fell to the
ground-nay, beneath it.
He sleeps in a little churchyard near
Boulogne. Featherwell and visited the
place last vacation. 1t was bright sum-
mer's day, and the shade of the tower lay
clearly defined across the grass, and the
shadow of the weathercock seemed, as if in
mockery, to rest upon Pebbles grave.
"Man is but vain shadow" said Feath-
erwell and so we turned away and left him
! to sleep under the head. stone, with the sim.
pie inscription
Hic facet
PANuKGUs PEBBLES.
WHaLEs.-The Georgetown rs. C.)Times
of the Odd ult. says: "several black whales
A. r.. H. A.