Sugar planter. [volume] (West Baton Rouge [i.e. Port Allen, West Baton Rouge Parish, La.]) 1856-1925, 1856-02-02

should their paths cross each othe
during the day .s. s.a-...
Poor old gentleman! He was sorel,
troubled IN consequence of his hast,
speech.
The day, as he had feared, prove,
one OF serious annoyance. Once he saw
Mr.. Edwards, half block in advance
and coming towards MIN. A iriendl,
corner was at hand, and short turn
enabled him 10 escape the unweicom,
contact.
Again, on entering store, he saw
Mr.. Edwards talking with the proprie
tor. The former did not observe him
and he quietly withdrew, feeling some
thing like guilt in bis heart.
Once he me; Mr.. Edwards face te
face. The latter bowed, with bis usua
poIteness, as if nothing had happened
and this was to uncle Abel most cut
ting rebuke. He would have felt bet.
ter if Mr.. Edwards bad met him coIdly
or with li~dain.
The fourth aud last time he came in
contact with his neighbor, was late in
the afternoon, when he was within q
few PAGES Of his own house. Mr.. Ed
wards overlook him, and Offering his
hand, remarked cheerfully on the stat"
of the weather aud the news Of the day.
As they were parting at our door, Mr..
Edwards drew from lis pocket news
paper, and said, as he handed it to NY
uncle
Il received a late copy Of the London
Times, to-day. Ii eoutaius at Article on
the United States, which I am sure viii
interest you"
''TAaHk youl thank you" stamm4r-
ed uncle Abel, ushlng back The paper.
"But don't .et NE deprive You Of he
pleasure Of reading it.
Time enough for me-" replied Mr..
Edwards !; "tilne enough for me. / will
enjoy it the more from knowing that its
perusal has given pleasure. So take it,
take ii, and you eau send it il any time
Good evening"
Aid Mr.. Edwards passed On, leaving
the Times with uitcle Abel.
Now this was LOO pointed, aud my
uuc!e felt it keenly. He came i'll look
ing hurt and depressed, aud laid the
paper quietly down.
l happened to be standing at the par
lor window, and SO heard what passed
between the two gentlemen. Ny encle's
state of mind was, therefore, no mystery
to me-"
pretty severely punished" " thought
|. It was all in vain that | tried to win
his thoughts from unpleasant reflections:
he answered me only in monosyllables.
Even bis favorite airs on the piano fail
ed to restore a cheerful shade on his
spirits.
" Alas" thought | "how much Of
suffering we draw upon our own hearts
These quick tempers and hasty words,
how like the foxes, do they spoil the
tender grapes"
Hannah" said /, as we sat at the tea
table, luacIe Abel had spread the butter
Oh both sides Of his bread, played with
his spoon, done i'll fact, almost anything
but eat his supper,) what message did
you send to Mr.. Edwards this MORN
ing 7"
Uncle Abel started.
Hannah grew crimson in the face, aud
stammered forth something that neither
of us could make out.
"What was it, Hannah I" said /.
"I-I-I-l told the girl th-that |
would send Mr.. Edwards the paper in a
few minutes"
'-You did!' said uncle Abel, in tone
of surprise.
"ie-yes sir"
"And why did you say that 2"
"Be-because sir, Thought that was
what you would say upon reflection"
"Apd did you send the paper in?
"Yes sir, whea you was through with
it. I nope haven't done very wrong"
''No, Hannah. said the dear old man
getting up, and assuming almost res
pectful air towards the girl, ''you did
very right, and thank you Tor your
kind discretion"
Hannah, relieved in heart, turned
away, and glided from the room.
Uncle Abel was restored to himself !;
and | think what he suffered through
that day has helped him to little self
control .-Arthur's Home Magazine.
SKATING. This morning young
man was seen skating on ST. Michael