, 1861-06-20
cannibalism In calliela.

CrCle u 1OrnOW, III AuSLTlan OAHlCla-Lne Prov
ince is divided into nine circles--a circumstance
which will probably furnish the grandamcs with
a story for their fresides, during their bitter
Gallician winters, Tor many year.
In the circle Of Tornow, in the l0rdship Of
Parkost, is little hamlet called Polomyja, con-
sisting Of eight novels and q Jewish tavern.
The inhabitants are mostly wood-cutters, hewing
down the frs Of the dense forest in which their
village is situated and conveying them to the
nearest water, down which they are foated to
the Vi,tula. Each tenant pays no rent for his
cottage and patch Of field, but is bound to work
a fixed number Of days for his landlord: pric
tice universal in Galica, and often productive Of
much discomfort and injustice, as the proprietor
exacts labor from his tenant on those days when
the harvest has t. be got in, the land is in the
best condition for tillage, and just when the pea
SAINT would gladly be engaged upon his own small
plot Money is scarce in the province, and this
is accordingly the only way in which the land
lord can be sure Of his dues.
Most Of the villagers Of POlomyja are misera.
bly, poor but by cultivating little maize, and
keeping a few fowls or pig. they scrape together
sufficient to sustain life. During the summer
the men collect resin from the pines, from each
Of which, once in twelve years, they strip slip
Of bark, leaving the resin to exude and trickle
into small earthenware jar at its roots; and
uuEltlk WlUleT, ~ utTCuuy bthtCh' tlCy ASh
the trees and roll them down to the river.
Polomyja is not cheerful spOt--nested among
dense masses Of pine, which shed gloom over
the little hamlet; yet on fine day, it is pleasant
enough for the old women to sit ut their cottage
doors, scentng that matchless pine fragrance,
sweeter than the hahn Of the Spice Islands, fur
there is nothing clOying in that exquisite and
.exhilarating odOr-listening to the harl-like
thrill Of the breeze in the old gray tree.tOps, and
knitting quietly at long stockings, while their
little grandchildren rOmp in the heather and
tufted fern.
Toward evening, too, there is somethi' g indie.
scribably beautiful IN the fir-wood. The sun
dives among the trees, and paints their boles
with patches Of luminous saffron, or falling over
level clearing, glOriies it with its orange die.
so visibly contrasting with the blue-rurple sha.
dow or the western rim Of unrecaimed forest,
deep and luscious as the bloom on a plum The
birds then are fastening to their nests; q gerfal-
con, high overhead, Is skindled with sunlight; ca
pering and gamboling among the branches, the
merry squirrel Skips home for the night.
The sun gncs down, but the sky is still shin.
ing with twilight The wildcat begins to hiss
and sqnall in the forest the h. ron TO flap hastily
by. the StOrk On the TIP Of the tavern chimney
to pcise itself on one leg for sleep. To-who"l
IN owl begins 10 wake up. Hark the wood.
Such is PolomNja in summer time, and much
resembling il are the hanlets scattered about
the forest, at intervals oC few miles; in eaclh
the unblic house being the most commodiOus and
b, st built ediice, the church, whenever there is
one, not remarkable for anything but its dubious
Steeple
You would hardly believe that amidst all this
poverty bcggar could have picked up any sub
sistence, aud yet, few years ago, Sunday alter
Sunday, there sat a white h, ard q venerable
man at the church donr. asking for aims.
Poor people are prnverbiRlly compassionate
and liberal, 80 that the old man generally got a
few co; pers, and often some good woman babe
him come into her cottage, and let him have
some food.
Occasionally Swiatek-that was the hcggar's
name, went his rounds selling small pinchback
ornaments aud beadsj generally, however, only
appealing to charity.
One Sunday, after church, 4 MaZur and his
wife invited the old man into their hut and gave
him crust Of pie and some meat. There were
several children about, hut little girl Of nine
or ten, attracted the old mans attention by het
artess tricks
Swiatck felt in his pocket and produceda ring,
inclosIng piece Of colored glass set over foil.
This he presented to the child, who ran of dc.
lighted TO show her acquisition to her eonpan'
ions
"Ts that little maid your daughteri" asked
the begear.
"NO," answered the housewife. she Is an or.
phan there was 4 widow in this place who died,
leaving the child, and havO taken charge ol
her; one mouth more will not matter much, and
the good God will bless us"
Gay, ay! TO be sure He will the orphans
and htherless are under His own peculiar care.
ashes good little thing, and gives no tPhu.
blr," observed the woman. "lou go ba,k 10
Polomyja tonight; reckoni"
~ dO-ahw exclaimed Swiatek, as the little
girl ran up to him. You like the ring is il
not beautifnli found il undOr big fir to the
left Of the church-yard there may be dozens
there. You must turn round three times, bow
to the moon, aud say 'Zaboi = then look among
the tree eroots till you fiud one"
"COme along" screamed the child to its com
rades; I'VE will go and look for rings"
"You must seek separately" said Swiatek.
The children scampered off into the wood.
III have done one good for you" laughed the
beggar, in ridding you, for timc, Of the noise
Of those children"
II am glad Of little ouiet now and thcn," said
the woman "the children will not let the baby
sleep Of times with their clatter. Are you 60
ing'~
old aud very feeble, and poof"-he begin 70 fall
into his customary whine" very poor, but
thank and pray to God for you"
Swiatek lcf( the cottage.
That little orphan pds nerer seen again.
The Austrian Government has. of late years
been vigorously advanc ny education among the
lower orders, and establishing schools through
out the province.
| The children wee tc;ctning from class one
day, and were scattered among the trees, some
pursuing field mouse, 9th ,rs collecting juniper
berries, anil sOuie sauntering with their hands
| in their pockets whistling.
"where's PeterF asked one little boy oI
another who was beside him. 1--WE three Eo
home the same way, let us 60 together"
"Peter !" shouted The lad