Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1857-02-07

beautiful. The day, too, 90 cool for August.
one Of those days when one might paint earth
and sky from their softened shadows in the
calm blue waters.
| beautiful scene for memory TO paint at least
for me, for many day when probably may
be making breaa Sr feeding chickens. Well
| suppose il does intrude-what then 1t would
| be more beautiful from the contrast TO the en-
| ployment. What q fool am to think so re-
piningly Of matters and things! When L
lived in the city thought it vulgar TO be
seen on the Battery; and now, because my
eyes are opened to the exquisite charms Of
natL:e, hate 10 confess to myself that am
wiser and happier for it. Heigho. We are
! strangely made,
| We walked down leisurely bo the boat for
jersey City. What q number Of bundles We
had, TO be sure 1 never could have believed
II I'll they were collected bat by filling my
pocket, the boy, pockets and their hats, and
dividing the parcels between us, We got along
nicely. L really would have psrdoned any Of
the upper-ten for not acknowledging me as We
| went down to the boat. l looked very like
"a newer Of wood and a drawer Of water
with my arms full-but they were all paid
| for; that was something!
Early as it was, the boat was nearly full.
However, we got seats At the end Of the
| bench nearest to Charley sat a very 6ne-Iook.
ing a newspaper 1 thought I had time to
take peep at Jane s letter II I had had il
| on the Battery, what q nice place il would
have been to have read about the Tuileries
| and Paris but received it after our return
to the Astor L thought, "NOw I'll just take
peep" 1t was five minutes to the starting
time L had reached the bottom of the page.
She was telling me Of the annoyance she had
with the Grabbed old man, her husband.
That's for maFryiug for monevp
l looked up, and Master Charley was of.
Fred, where's your brother" said I. How
could Fred know He was deep in one Of the
"Nights he was far away in Araby the
Blest. Now" said 1, you must mind the
bundles while 60 and hunt him up" After
pushing and "Please, ma a'am-ing," and
Thank you, string" through the crowd, I
found the chap perched up on somebody's
carriage that was going over in the boat, and
trying the efficacy Of the new carriage whip.
I cOaxed him down, and got him safely be-
tween me and Fred, ard resumed my letter.
Jane gets the value of the postage in writing,
if nothing else.
Mamma. mamma :" said Charley" "this
is no steamboat; there is not a bit Of smoke
coming out of it!'
NO. said I, "it goes by horsepower
Keep still, and I'll tell you by-snd-by."
Horses mamma Where are the horses''
"0ut on deck" said 1. Don't worry So"
Jane Wde lelllDR IN the lelIer OI n cruel
piece Of scandal about poor girl, and beg
ging me to contradict it. All! Jane, those
days are gone when a lie, if could condscend
to tell one, was as holy as truth but now
holy truth would have to be substantisted by
the money bag. A mans veracity is In ratio
to the money be has in bank When 1 got to
the bottom of the page, the little voice bad
ceased again Chaley was of, whip and all
Fred" said L, do give up your boob,
and attend to those bundles while / hunt up
that tiresome brother again
By this time we were half across the river.
There he was at the door Of the horse track,
| in all bis glory, cracking the whip, and "g gee
Ing" at the poor horses-no one SO important
as he two men belonging 70 the boat ND
ing on each side of him, urging him on - tor
ment the poor animals. L had q stout battle
to get him off, and if il had not been for fear
Of losing the bundle of mixed candy we were
carrying home, he would have remained in
spite of me. Master Charley becomes a sort
Of tyrant under such circumstances, particu-
larly when q horse is concerned. However,
we got back to our seats.
NOW, Charley" said L, If you leave me
again L shall not bring you 70 the city for
many months. Keep still that's dear child
Suppose L have to hunt You upon when We get
ashore We shall lose the cars, and frightened
they will be about US as homo"
"0h. do let NE 60 back and see the horses
You could not wait for me; the crowd
would probably push you overheard, my
child Now be good boy"
The fnc looking gentleman was folding up
his newspaper.
Madam" he said, - if you will allow ne,
I'll take charge of our little friend to see the
horses, and will meet you as you leave the
boat I'll take great care of him"
Before 1 could answer, Charley had him By
the hand, and L saw them pushing through
the crowd as if they had known each other all
their lives On stepping ashore they were
waiting for US.
"Ihank you, Sir" said 1, "for your great
kindness. Now, Charley, take your parcels,
and let US get into the cars
" Permit me- he said; 81 can relieve you
of few of them"
And he calmly took two of the largest, and
walked on before rs. We followed. Wen,"
thought L, /" if you are go polite, it will, in
deed, assist me;' so We got into the cars
Madam" he said, "have you bought your
tickets'"
"I always buy the tickets" answered
Charley, =" Come, mamma, come"
mo, no, ;" he replied you and will 60,
then, and get the tickets"
Iyatched them to the ticket Office. How
many bows be receiyed-Inany gentlemen sha-
| king him By the hand 50 respectfully. Who
| could he be? They returned slowly. Two
| Charley could not pass them without trying
one of his bright alleys" Sothere he stood,
looking down upon the boys, as deeply con-
cerned in the game as they were, his thumbs
| in his arm-holes. What q very noble looking
man he is
"AIl aboard !" and they entered the ears.
"Who beat?" asked Fred.
al die" said Charley; but / gave the
boy green alley-he asked for il"
had kept two seats, for We were not very
crowded. He gave me the tickets.
Thank you, sir :" Iexclaimed. al scarce
ly know how to express to you my gratitude
for your kind assistance
"None are necessary" he answered. "It
is quite refreshing to have such e bright,
manly little companion as this. How old is
he ?''
He will soon be seven,' replied.
"He is a noble little fellow" he said. ut
is long while since / have watched game
of marbles with so much interest. We DO,
indeed mt owav childish things as We grow