The star of the north. [volume] (Bloomsburg, Pa.) 1849-1866, 1859-03-30
DO WIN HILL.
A LIFE PICTURE.
By sYLvAnUs COBB, IN.

Irlend.
looked upon the man in the prisoners
dock. He was standing up, and he plead
guilty of Theft. He was man, but bent and
infirm, though not old His garb was torn,
sparse, and filthy; his face all bloated and
bloodshot; hair matted with dirt and his
bowed form quivering with delirium. Ger.
tainIy, never saw more pi,able object
Surely that man was not born villain. l
moved my place to obtain fairer view of
his head. He gazed upon me single in
slant, and then, covering his face with mis-
hands, he sank powerless into his seat.
"Good God !" involuntarily calculated,
starting forward. "Will-"
l had half spoken his first name when he
quickly raised his head and cast upon me a
look of such imploring agony that my ton.
que was tied at once. Then he covered his
face again. 1 asked my legal companion if
the prisoner had counsel. He said no.
then told him TO do all in his power for the
poor fellows benefit would pay him. He
promised, and left. could not remain
and see that man tried. Tears came to my
eyes as gazed upon him, and it was not
until had gained the street and walked
some distance that could breathe freely.
John Anderson ! Alas he was ashamed
10 be known as his mothers son! That
was not his name but you shall know him
by no other. will call him by The name
that now STANDS upon the records of the
court.
John Anderson was my school-mate; and
If was NOT many years ago-not over TWEEN.
,y-that we Left our academy together-he
10 return 10 the home Of wealthy parents !;
! 10 sit down in the dingy sancium of
newspaper office for few years, and then
wander off across the ocean. ] was gone
some four years, ard when | returned, |
found John a married man. His father was
dead and had left his only son a princely
fortune.
"Ah, c." he said to me, as he met
me at The railway station, "you shall rec
what bird have Gagged. My Ellen is
a lark-a robin--a very princess of all
birds that ever looked beautiful or sang
sweetlv."
Ne was enthusiastic, but not mistaken.
for found his wife all he had said, simply
omitting The poetry. She was truly one of
the most beautiful women ever saw. And
so good, too--so loving aud so kind. Aye
she so loved John that she really loved all
his friends Wha. lucky fellow TO find such
a wife. And what lucky woman TO find
such husband, for John Anderson was as
handsome as she. Tall, strait, manly high
browed, with rich chestnut curls, and face
as faultlessly noble and beautiful as ever
artist copied Aud he was good, too and
kind, generous and true.
Ispent week with them, and was
happy all the while, Johns mother lived
with them-a fine old lady as ever breath.
ed, and making herself constant Joy and
pride in doating upon her "Darling Boy"
as she always called him. gave her an
account of my adventures by sea and land
in foreign climes, and she kissed me when
left. She said she kissed me because /
loved her "dar!ing"
did not see John again for four years.
reached his house in the evening. He was
not in, but his wife and mother were there
TO receive me, and two curley headed boys
were at play about Een's chair. knew
at once they were my friends children -
Everything seemed pleasant until the little
ones were a-bed and asleep, and then
! could see that Ellen became troubled. She
! tried 10 hide it, hut face so used 10 the
sunshine of smiles could not wear clout
concealed.
Al length John came. His face was flush
ed, and his eye looked inflamed. He grasp
ed my hand with happy laugh--callet
me "Old Fellow" Gold Dog g,"-said mus
come and live with him, and many o,he
ex,ravagant things. His wife tried to hide
her tears, while his mother shook her heat
and said
"Iie'll sow these wild oats soon. M,
darling never can be a mad man."
"God grant it," | thought TO myself anc
know the same prayer was upon Ellen''
lips.
II was late when we retired, and we nigh
not have done so even then had not John
fallen asleep in his chair.
On the following morning walked ou
with my friend. told him was sorry le
see him as | saw him the night before.
"0h," said he, with laugh, THAT wa.
nothing. Only little wine party. We hae
a glorious time. i wish you had beer
there
AT first thought would say no more
but was it not my duty knew his nature
better than he knew j, himself. His appe
tite and pleasures bounded his own vision
knew how kind and generous he Was
alas too kind TOO generous
"John, could you have seen Ellen's fac,
last evening you would have ,fembled.-
Can you make her unhappy ~ He stop
ped me with
"Dont be fool Why should she b,
unhappy |"
"Because she fears you are going dow,
Ill.," told him.