, 1865-04-07

up in The air, and caught it as it came down,
many times in merry play that night, because
his heart was full of fcompanionship. He found
hillside against which he built his camp, and
the early morn shone on him with an axe and
shovel hard at work clearing space for his
shantY. Before noon the hill was partially
dug away, and posts set with crotched tops to
hold poles on which thatched roof of birchbark
and hemlock boughs was to be laid When this
was done Paul shot partridge. When it was
dressed be broiled it. Perhaps he smoked 1t
little, but with bread and salt from the pack, 1t
made ar sScellent dinner. He then peeled birch
and eath I'D hemlock- -boughs, and before he
itslept, az had q comfortable camp. Hewes much
happier hone, with the angel in his heart, the
owner ofthe sunny curls, than be could have
been in a log cabin at the next opening. He had
sundry adventures in his forest solitude. He
had cleard hisland, leaving knoll for his house,
and he left some grand trees in the places where
he would have set them had not nature fore
stalled his labor of love. Trees, to most of the
settlers, were only enemies to be got rid off,
They spared none but the naples for
sugar Paul left groves Of. young trees,
though it cost him much care in burning. 9th
ers turned the growth of ages, and which none
can recall to shade the naked land, into ashes,
and then into salts and then into money
On Sunday morning Paul was getting ready to
60 to Church at Observation-Disclosures
the common property in curls and other treas
ures he felt more as if be had them when he
saw them in church-this morning he made a
kettle of maize meal mush for his breakfast, and
set it out of doors to cool while he shaved. Pres
emily he heard a series of horrid grunts and look
ing out he saw bear who had puthis head into
the kettle of mush without leave, and who was
caught by the bail falling over the back of his
ears, the bail having been accidentally left up
right AS bruin was trapped, Paul split his
,.~s4t IL IoJ ,7r.h 70 Il hot
day to dress his carcas. No doubt Emily was
disappointed in not seeing him at church, and
Paul was fortunate in having plenty of bears
grease barrel of salted meat for winter, and
bear skin for his bed.
Day after day our hero went on telling trees,
burning them to ashes, and then with q leach
tub made of hollow log he leached his ashes,
and he boiled away the ley in a huge cast-irOn
cauldron kettle and made salts. Salts are always
silver to the settler. The land is cleared oftrees
when this money is earned, and gold comes Of
the rich cleared lands of this part of Canada.
He built house of hewn logs, and the neigh
bors helped him to roll itup when the time came,
and then he put neat pailing around goodly
space for garden, with the house in the center.
His fence the first of the kind in that region was
made by driving sharpened poles into the ground.
Next spring he planted scarlet runners, and his
fence became highly ornamental when it was fes-
tooned all over with vines in bloom.
He planted currant bushes and strawberries,
plumb trees and even rose bushes, among the
great black stumps. He went on year improY-
ing his farm, and dreaming of an Emily for his
Eve, e}ttIetS time, without saying word to the
you NIIe had seen her at church, andh he
caleslx sssnome, but he had never had an op-
portunity to speak of his love or his hopes. At
last with a cage built he determined to try to
catch his bird. One bright morning he found
himself in Woodville, and not alone, for the
people were all smartly dressed and out in the
street. Paul asked lad where the people were
going, and he said, ito the wedding, to be sure
where
AT Mr.. Joe Joneses."
Paul gasped out (Which Of the girls is to be
marriedG'
"Why the protest one, to be sure"
The boy started to run, lest he should miss
the show.
Paul sank down on rock by the wayside
What cared he now for his pretty heBn log
house, with real glass windows, twelve seven
by-nine pane in each What cared he for pole
palng, scarlet runners, rose bushes and fruit
trees, and groves of trees and sugar orchard2--
His Eve was lost to him. The bears might eat
him, instead Of the hasty pudding, if it pleased
their appetites to do so.
He sat still in his mystery, till the thought
struck him that he ought to 60 on and Wish the
happy couple joy. Like generous youth, be
rose, and with a sad heart and falterng steps he
entered the house Of feasting. The clergyman
had just married the couple, and was making a
long prayer for their happiness, when Paul
found himself at the door of ''the best room" in
Mr.. Jones square house, which no one ever
dreamed of calling cottage.
The happy couple were standing together,
looking what is called cheap. Their awkward
and sheepish appearance made the joyful reve-
lation to Paul that the bride was Miss Seraphina
Elvira, and not Miss Emily Lettia Jones. How
Paul wooed his Emily, or how happily she was
won, I can hardly tell. Years have gone by
since that happy wedding. Sons and daughters
have grown in my brothers home. That faded
mother has lived many years with Emily, a set
ting sunbeam upon her children aud her grand
children. Though she is sixty years old, she is
fairer and fresher than she was twenty years
ago. 1t is sad to think that the kindest thing
ever Joseph Jones did for his wife and children
was TO die. The bird nesting, out-at-elbow
boys took warning by their father and came to
good. There "Hcavy Timbers' now,
but one of the best farming counties in Canada
occupies its place.