The star of the north. [volume] (Bloomsburg, Pa.) 1849-1866, 1861-05-15
TIE HUSBANDS TRAP.
BIT A YOUNG cLxRaYMAN.

I hid myself behind a log in a western
swamp, waiting for ducks. Hunters gen.
orally go af:er their game prefer reading
or enjoying the delightful scenery. until it
comes 10 be shot in regular and reasona-
bic way. Ducks must be as fond of nature
as OF acorns and tadpoles; the sequestered
lakelet near which | was ensconced, one of
their favorite resorts, being surprisingly pic
turesqe. Silver gray trunks of enormous
dead trees were reflected in its surface as
in polished black marble, which broken
into rippling greaves of Eight by the purple,
green, and golden drake, or the palmer, but
cot less lovely duck, made too exquisite
picture TO be broken by noise, unsavory
smoke, blood, broken wings, and feathers.
Everything round me was rich and ST range,
the arrowy polished tubes of the cane, the
thick black vines, like anacondas, hanging
as il were, from The skies; the light open
fretwork of swamp foliage above, from
which many birds poured forth fute-like
and actually chromatic warblings; comic
birds, uttering short, odd notes crimson
and azure birds, not down in the ornitholo-
gies and mysterious woodpeekers, sound
ing as if all fairy-land were carpeniering =
was resolved in my mind indeed, to take
my abode in this enchanted solitude, when
the discovery of an immense old hollow
stump of cotton wood decided me. 1t was
a perfect miniature paIace-in style, |
named on the spot, the anti-arabesbue.
The gnarled roots spread in triple pedestals
like paws of mammoth loins, and in its
knots and excresences might be discerned
the faces and forms of beasts, monsters,
hydras and chimeras dire. Here, bereaih
a roof OF plated cane and bark, | might
pass my time in peace. Il was only eigh-
teen, and subject to terrible fits of misan-
thropy.) Even the winds should not dis
turb my contemplation. Aquilone, Notus,
Eurus, Euroclyeon, the storm wind, all are
forever kept out OF the peaceful wales by
the strong and staIwar cottonwood and
oak.
The son Sheikh Mohammad Ali HAHN,
{may the soil lie lightly on his tomb,) re-
lates with Infinite naipete,-(may Allah
veItilaie his evidence,) how that, having
determined TO lead hermit's life, he went
about searching for suitable cave. Ger
tain family considerations operated adverse
ly to Dir. HaziE's design. / was not so
suhlunary. Hungry, certainly was, and
ny FIRST care being 10 provide dinner, and
not wishing to disturb my beautiful duck
pond i searched the riverfiais for wild geese.
This proved, literally, wild goose chase.
As usual with game, its willingness to be
shot seemed inverseIy as its value. Re-
entering the timber, to hunt smaller and
surer quarry, what was my aslonishment
al behoidine, winding along cow-trail, a
grave, orderly procession of :hese very wild
geese following after miJdle-aged, severe
looking woman, who was leading them
towards clearing.
s'Why, mas!am, you seem able 10 bewiich
those animals. have been trying all the
morning to got within mile of Them"
"Wal, my boyn-she russeIed round
among 'sm and caught these, one way or
another, 81 hiring 'em up every night to
feed. on account of 'possums and coons,
which IS mighty bad among the poultry. |
recon you're preacher
s'Not yeti
81 thought you was preacher, sure.--
Yon look like one. You amt doctor u
aNo.p
sThen walk ia and take chair. Ny old
man's poorly He's stopped work ever