The Manchester journal. [volume] (Manchester, Vt.) 1861-current, 1865-04-18


aIfous Mr. Faro wa. sloe y urudlpg
bis way through Broad street 10 a.,
bosom OF hls Confederate fsm,ly, when
suddenly, he was confronted by ven.
ersble igure IN rags, soliciting aims.
'0ul ot my path, wre eli !" tiaeulat.
ed the naughty Nirgiuian. inpatient.
ly and, tossing tao Thousand dollars
$4,000 70 tic unfortunate IN niicaat
he atteml j 10 pass on.
The stafyng b gar was about 10
give way, aud had drawn hear the
barrel which be cArried on a wheel
barrow, for tie purpose of adding to
its contents 'he pittance just received,
when the small aai Yunt oi the lat;er
seemed 20 atiraeg his attention for the
FIRST time, and again he threw himself
in the way Of tse miserly aristocrat.
Mos Faro he uttered IL tones
OF profound agitation, you have she'd.
full (S00000000) OF Southern lucry,
While one poor barrel full (S000) must
supply me for whole day yel |
would not exchang, places with man
capable OF insulting honest poetrt, AS
you have done this night"
The proud Yrginian felt the rebuke
keenly and as lie stood momentarily
silent, in the presence OF the naples,
victim Of penury, he remembered that
he had, on that very morning, wiling
ly gwen bis youngest son live thous-
and dollars 1000 TO purchase a
kite and some marbles. lly
stricken in conscience, and heartily
ashamed Of bis recent meanness, he
turned to the supplicant and said,
kindly:
"CiiVe me your address, and to-mor.
row morning | will send you cart
full (000) OF means. | would give
you more now, but | have only sixty
thousand dollars (S60, ,000) about me,
with which TO pay tor the pair Of boots
| have got on"
"Moses Faro,' responded the deep
ly affected pauper, = our noble chari-
" will enable me TO pay the nine
thousand dollars ($9000) | owe for a
weeks board and now lei me ask how
goes our sacred cause Z"
"Neyer brighter" answered the
wealthy Confederate, with enthusiasm.
I'VE have succeed, to-day il forcing
five more cities through tue Yankee
lines, and are dragging three whole
IIessian armies to this CITY,
"Then welcome poverty fora while
longer eried the begaar, parhelically ;
and SO great was his eXuberance OF
apirit a, the news. that he resolved to
SPEND five thousand doll5rs $500 for
a cigar in honor thereof.
Mr.. Faro walked lhoughtfully on
toward his residence, pondering ear
nestly the words he Itad listened to
and astonlshcd to find how easily a
riql man could give happiness 10 a
poor one. Alter all, thought he, there
is more contrutment 10 poyert than
in riches Show me the rich man
who can boast the sturdy Iighness OF
heart inspiring that hackned rhyme,
the
Canon or THE CONFEDERATE BEGGAR,
Though but fifty thousand dollars
BE the sum Of all own,
Yet I'm merry with my begging,
And I'm happy with my boue;
Nor with nay brother beggar
Does my heart refuse 10 share,
Though thousand dollars only
BE the most have TO spare.
am shabby in my seven
Hundred dollar hat Of straw,
And my dinner's but eleven
Hundred dollars in abe raw;
Yet bo.d my head the higher,
That il owes the halter least,
And my scaniy crumbs are sweeter
Than the yiands u a feast
Hummine 30 himself this simple lay
of contented want, Mr.. Fato reacbed
lis own residence, gave eighty dollar,
(S0) to little boy on the sidewalk
for backing hi. boots, and entered the
portals Of tie ho,puable mansion. HIS
wife met lin IN tie hall, and. As thet
walked together into the parlor, hc
noticed that her expression WAS Sc
rtous
@IIaye you heard the latest news,
Moses 2 she asked.
"No," returned lha hauglity South
erner.
"Wel.'' said tl,c lady, just before
you came in, gave SamlD a bunlr d
aud Twelve dollar. (sll2) o get an
evening paper, which says that ihe
Confederate government is about TO
seize al the money in the country, 10
pay tlie soldiers"
A gorgeous mile litup the features
oftbe cliyairic Vireinian, and he said
"Let them like both my sheds full
(S00o0O00000) let tbem take il all
Sooner than submit, or consent to b.
Reconstructed, would give my very
lite. even, for the sake Of tie Conied.
racy !"
Mrs. Faro sill looked serious.
"Moses," she said, sitliSquisering
lips, shave YOU noi got, hid'ien away
somewhere. tweu'y-sbilliug god
piece (S2 100000 r
Gha,tly pale turned the proud Con-
fedyrate. ami be could barely stammer,
"Ye.ye yes"
"Weli." n,nrmured The matron. 1T :
the gold they Intend to tke, reckon.
Thai VAS enough. Franlieally tore