Ellsworth American. [volume] (Ellsworth, Me.) 1855-current, 1857-10-30

and in gaint, as conscientiously opposet
to precision Of any kind and his face
from the shining curve of the smooth
shaven chin to the CLEAN Of gold spec
tacle that sit astride his nose-beam
with exha ustless good humor. Abou
five in the afternoon you can general,
see him heading as if homeward, an,
carrying hitherward brown paper en-
veloped parcel. From long familiarit,
with this feature of his personality, W,
had come to designate his otherwis,
anonymousness, ,as the man with the bun
die.
It may have been imagination on ou
part, as we met him the other cold af
ternoon, his face seemed so absolutely
radiant with the heat of genial oenevo
lcnce, that we thought the thermometer
at the corner Of Milk street went up two
degrees as he passed. We determined
to make an effort to know more abou,
him.
To-day our desire was grati6ed.-
Turning into Marshes to purchase the
goose quill now between our fingers-we
can't abide mineral pens-who should
be standing at the counter, closing at the
same instant. the lid of magnificent
writing case and bargain for its pur-
chase, but our radiant. faced friend.
To what address shall we send this
said the clerk, with tone Indicating ex.
treme respect.
Nowhere responded the purchaser,
Il always carry my own bundles
Yes sir, but this is heavy, and it will
be a pleasure to send it.
Young man. replied the other, I al.
ways love to take something home a,
night to show my wife and children
that havnt forgotten them while at
nv business, and wouldn't give pin to
make anybody present without car
ricd i, into the house myself. l want
to see 'em take it. Besides, sir, l never
allow anybody to be bothered by send.
Ing things home for me, that | can carry
myself began life by luggng about
parcels as a dry goods mans boy. and
many's the weary mile of sidewalk I've
trudycd to carry yard of ribbon, or a
paper of pins to somebody too proud or
too lazy to carry it for themselves.
hayn't forgot my old thoughts. or what s
more, though times have changed with
me since then, l amt ashamed to be
seen in the streets with bundle.
Yes sir, but this is heavy
No matter, I'm strong, and out he
went, with such glow on his face, that
one could imagine it lighted up the now
dim sidewalk, rods ahead. as a locomo.
tivc-burncr illuminates its track
Another well-known street face passed
him in the door, coming in. Purchas-
ing congress knife. the new conner said,
in sharp di,tatorial tone, send it to
my house No. fifteen hundred and some.
thing Washington street, Immediately +;
I shall want it as soon as get home.
Two different men, suggested we, as
the clerk closed the door after him.
Very was the reply. The man
with the bundle is Mr.. -, the honest
owner of hundreds Of thousands, and
there never was subscription yet that
didn't get his name for something hand
some. The other man failed last week
all there was Of him to fail-and isn't
worth his salt, but he had rather take
the commercial disgrace Of failure at any
time, than the social disgrace Of being
seen in the streets with bundle
Two different men indeed We shall
take off our hat the next time we meet
Mr.. on the sidewalk. Long may
he live and carry home bundles to make
people happy.-Congregaiionalit.
Is CoNsUMPrIoN CuRABLE.-We
cannot boubt that in many cases of seat
ed Consumption cure has been effected
solely by the use Of the Wild Cherry
preparation of DR.. Wistar. Its healing
effects are certainly wonderful.
HOME AND WIFE on SATURDAY.
Happy is the man who has little home
and little wife in it, on Saturday
night. A house no matter how little
provided it will hold two or so-no mat
ter how furnished, provided there is hope
in it, let the wind blow-close the cur
,ains! What if they are calico, or plalr
without border or tassel, or any such
thing: Let the rain come down; heap
up the fire. No matter if you haven
a cradle to bless yourself with, for what
beautiful light glowing Goals make
reddening, clouding, shedding sunsc
radiance though the little room JUS
enough to talk by not so loud as II
the highways not rapid, as in the hurry
ing world-but softly, slowly, whisper
ingly, with pauses between them, for thu
storm without and the thoughts within
to fill up.
Then wheel the sofa round before th'
fire no matter if the sofa is settee
uncushioned at that if so, may 1t b.
Just long enough for two or say two ant
half in it. How sweetly the musi
OF silver bells from time to time falls oil
the listening ear then. How mournfull.
swells the chimes Of the "days that arr
no more
Under these circumstances. and a
such time, one can get at least sixty
nine and half statute miles neare
kingdom come." than at any othe
point in this world laid down in Malt