Mineral Point tribune. [volume] (Mineral Point, Wis.) 1854-1858, 1858-06-15
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From the New York Mercury
7 b z NOW ST ORM
BY ISAAC INGLEBY.

1t was great snow storm. That an
tiquated individual, the oldest inhab;.ant,
said, more than once, that such a heavy
tail of snow, III such short space of time
only twenty-four hours or less-was
never known as far back as the memory
of man runneth. 1t began early in the
morning, with a few tiny flakes, that drift
ted, few and far between, midair, pauSing
on the way or hell by the wind, before
sailing down to earth TO die. But the
flakes came faster and grew larger, and,
by-and-by, the air was peopled with an
army of winters white winged messen-
gers, whose plumed caps danced away
out as far as the eye could reach, and nod
ded gaily just over the way, keeping time
to the music of the Storm King, the pipe
music of shrill winds, and the hoarse beat
of them down IN the wood and across the
valley. But the winds ceased at last, and
silently the snow came down IN great
flakes, that knocked together on the way
SO thick together that the house across the
road was hidden. and even the wood was
a miscellaneous mass of icicle, snow, and
dead branches, and all outdoors swan to-
gether, when you parted the curtains at
Tue NlhuOW ana iOOkeQ out.
Dreary enough peeped out from the
snow the jumbledup mass of beams,
boards, brick and mortar, dignifed with
the name of house, belonging TO Jerry
Brown. 1t stood on the mountain road
about a mile from Bubbletwon-stood
leaning over like an old man on his staff,
and the houses slaa was tie props
Jerry stood up against il one day to keep
1t from falling over. 1t was an old farm
house, and connected with 1t was land
which everybody said was excellent, years
ago, before Jerry Brown " took to drink
Ing So But the farm, like the house
and Jerry. had " gone to rack and ruin,
aud Jerry's family suffered, guess. many
a winters day, when the winds blew cold
across the hills, and frost was bitng-suf-
fered from cold, though the woodland on
the farm was broad enough to keep them
warm thousands of winters.
Oh, rum, Oh, Appetite Ye are strong
enough to break down love, and ali that is
dearest in this life, and sell souls to the
devil marvelously cheap. For rum, men
forsake wives aud children, and better
hopes of heaven. They would go to the
brink of he'll, with poison TO lead them on;
they would drink he Teu VINE, tlouSh
they do not love 1t, with their heads upon
their dying pillow.
For what did Jerry Brown leave sweet
Dora, the girl with pale face, and dane
ing. golden curis, who called hIm father
The morning OF the snow storm! How
she kissed him, by the old gate .ha; hung
by one hinge, and called hIm = dear fath-
er, and wrung his trembling hand, while
she babe him Z" come back soon: Jerry
heart beat blg, somehow, and there was
forebodIng tear coming up 10 MS oiu
eye, and he turned ASIDE to hide II.
will come back soon' Dora. BE
good girl And down the road 10 buo-
bletown village he went, leaning heavy
on his cane, and watched by the tar girI
with troubled couutenance. Al last
Jerry turned the corner, and was out OF
sight, and Dora, with sigh, went back
into the house.
They lived aione-they two Jerry
wife died when Dora came INTO the world
and, very often, he was grateful that she
did not live to witness his downward ca
reer- Time and again. wnen Dora grew
to be seven years old or So her fauler
came home drunk, and she learned 10 take
care OF him. 1t vas lndeed palhIui