Wheeling daily intelligencer. [volume] (Wheeling, Va. [W. Va.]) 1852-1859, 1857-02-23
From Puoch,s Almanac.

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st. Betsey was welded to a knightwho sailed
with Raleigh and brought home tobacco, and
the knight smoked. But he thought that St
Betsey like other fine ladies in the court would
fain that he should smoke out of doors. nor
faint with 'bacco smoke the tapestry. Where
upon the knight would seek his garden, his or
chard, andin any weather smoke sub sIore. Now,
it CHANGED as the knight smoked, St Bctsey
came to him and said, 'sMy lord, pray ye, come
Into the house," aud the knight went withS st.
Betsey, who took him into a ncwly-cednred room
and said, 81 pray, my lord, henceforth smoke
here, for is itnot n shame that you, who are the
| foundation and prop of your house, should have
/ no place to put your head into and smoke ~
And St Betsey led him to chair, and with her
own fingers filled him pipe; and from that
| time the knight sat in the cedar-chamber and
smoked his weed
| ST.. PnIrLIs.-St Phillis was n virgin of noble
parentage, but withal as simple as any shepherd.
ess of curds-and.cream. She married n wealthy
lord and had much pin-money. But when
other ladies wore diamonds and pearls, St Phil.
lis only wore red and white rose in her hair.
Yet her pin-money bought the best of jewelry
in the happy eyes of the poor about her St
Phillis was rewarded. She lived until four score
and still carried the red and white rose in her
| face, and left their fragrance in her memory.
| ST. NoRAH.-St. Norah was poor girl, and
came to England to service Sweet tempered
and gentle, she seemed to love every thing she
spoke to; and she prayed to St Patrick that he
would give her a good gift that would not make
her proud but useful; and st. Patrick out of his
own head taught St Norah how to boil pota-
to. a sad thing, and to be lanented, that the
secret has come downto so few.
| ST. PHGBR.-St. Phoebe was married early to
wilful, but witfal good-hearted husband
! He was a merchant and would come home sour
and suen from Change. Whereupon, after
much bordering, ST. Phoebe in her patience set
to work, and, praying the while, made of dyed
lambs wool door mat And 1t CHANGED from
that time that never did the husband touch that
mat, that he didn't clean his te;nper with his
shoes, and he SIT down by his Phoebe as mild as
the lamb whose wool he had trod upon. Thus
gentleness may make miraculous door mats!
ST.. SALLY.-St. Sally, from her childhood,
was known from her innermost love of truth
1t was said of her that her heart was in crys-
tai shrine and all the world might see it. Now
once, which other women denied, or strove to
hide their age, St Sally said 81 am fivc-and-
thirty" AFhereupon, next birthday, St Sally's
husband, at feast of all their friends, gave her
a necklace of x-and-thirty opal beads; and on
every birthday added a bead until the beads
mounted four score and one. And the beads
seemed to act as charm, for St Sally, wearing
the, sum of her age about her neck, age never
appe; nd in her face. Such, in the oldcn time
was the reward of simplicity and truth.
ST. LIILY.-St Lilly was the wife of poor
man, who tried TO support MS family, and his
children were many, by writing books But in
those days it was not so easy for a man to find
a publisher as to say his Paternoster. Many
were the books that were written by the hus-
band of st Lilly, but TO every book St Lilly
| gave at least two babes. However, blithe as the
crieketwas the spirit that ruled about the hearth
ofSt Lilly. Aud now she helped her helpmatel
She smiled sunbeams into his inI-bottle, and
turned his goose-pen into the quill of the dove!
She made the paper he wrote on as white as
her name and as fragrant as her soul. And
when folks wondered how St Lilly managed so
/ lightly with fortunes troubles, she always an
swered that she never needed them, for-that
troubles were like babies, and only grew the
bigger by nursing.
! ST. BECEY.-A very good man was st. Becky
husband, but with his heart a little too much in
/ his bottle. Port wine-red port wine-was his
delight and his constant cry was ''bec's wing -
Now, rs he satdpsy in his arbor, a wasp dropped
/ into his glass, and the wasp was swallowed,
Estinging him inwarily. Doctors crowded, and
with much ado the man was saved. Now, St
Becky nursed her husband to health, and up
braided him not, but she said these words and
they reformed him: "Aiy dear, take wine ana
bless your heart with it, but wine in moderation,
else never forget that the bees wing Of to-day
I becomes the wasp S sting Of Tomorrow.