The Evansville journal. [volume] (Evansville, Ind.) 1866-1870, 1866-06-20
SENTTMENT AND FUN.
-'AA'f A little nonsense, now and then,
n Is refished by the wIsest men. !"
DARBY and the Ran.

lovely midsummer day-When mother
earth in her gayest mood, was lavish
ing her promises and her smiles to her
often ungrateful children, the lambs
were skipping to and fro within their
enclosed pastures, and the COWS, with
grave and matron aspect, were lolling
in the sun, and Eliminating their al
ready gathered 2 repast- everything
seemed happy except the shepherd
Darby. r a msd sagaaot
Poor fellow! "A green and yellow
melancholy had settled on his manly
cheek; his grief he revealed not. but,
let " concealment, like a worm i the
bud, prey upon his spirits; he stalked
about the field ike ghost, or leaned
upon his crook in silent dispair.
Lord Amplefield and Squire Buck
thorn were riding past to dinner. d
[ wonder, said his lordship to
the squire, " what can be the matter
with my shepherd, Darby. He seems
In galloping consumption, and were
/ to lose him, / would not see his like
again for many a long day He is the
most honest, steady, careful creature
in the world, and never told lie in
his life. y
ssNever told a lie in his lifeI Goodl
Why, my lord, do you really believe
such nonsense?
" Decidedly / do. / know your
opinion is not very favorable as to the
moral character of our dependents,
yet there are some among them not
unworthy of trust,
They now advanced nearer, and his
lordship held up his whip as a signal,
and over bounded Darby.
well, Darby, that shower we had
last might served the pastures.
1t did, my lerd, and the COWS will
give alarger meal, and require milk
ing earlier this evening through the
means of it.
Darby, bring over my favorite
ram, that this gentleman may see it. "
I; Yes, my lord. Halo, Sweeper,
away for Ball face"
In few minutes the dog hunted
the ram up from the flock.
That's clever turn, my worthy,
said the squire, there's half crown
to drink
Thanks to your honor" said
Darby, but the worth of that in
strong drink will serve me a year, and
yet I'll spend it on drink all in one
night.
Explain this riddle, Darby"
Why, sir, when / feel myself merry
enough without, where's the use tax
ing it? That stream can slake my
thirst as well. Yet I'll not speak for
others a one there are who
must have strong drink TO give them
false spirits. On them will / spend IL
to open their hearts and make them
forget their day toll"
You are a worthy fellow and a
philosopher" said Lord Amplefeld,
with look of triumph, as he and the
squire rode OF - XIlssst r1s.y s,asA4 -, -..s-
shepherd now? els H aeaf
A mighty plausible fellow, indeedl
Yet proud as you are Of him, my lord,
bet score of sheep that before two
days I II make him tell you barefaced
lie, out and OUT eW Ig 1T "a
&" Donel" said his lordship. ID
The wager was laid, and the squire
set out on his lie-making expedition
He soon ascertained the cause Of
Darby melancholy. There had been
aurrel between him and the girl of
his heart, the lovely Cauthleen. Pride
prevented a reconciliation, though
both would have given the world to
have been in each others arms. To
her the squire bent his steps, succeed
ed in drawing out the secret that she
loved Darby with heart and a half,
and then artfully upbraided her with
unkindness in neglecting the " worthy
young fellow" who was dying for her,
contrived to inveigle her, by series
of falsehoods, into plan to get recon-
ciled to Darby, and while in the height
of his happiness, to coax the the ram
from him. 1t succeeded next day to
admiration--a and the laughing girl
tripped home, leading the animal with
q handkerchief taken from her own
snowy bosomad4 ii -R 80
Darby was now left to solitary rehec-
ton. The hour was rapidly approach
ing when his lordship usually took his
round, and he would infallibly miss
his favorite ram--yhat was to be
done? To tell lie appeared to his
honest mind the very essence of de-
gradation-to equiyOcate was mean
ness execrable-yet an excuse must
be hadi A sudden thought seized
him-he resolved to see how lie
would look before he told it; so plac-
ing his hat on a stake, IN order to per-
senate himself, he retired to q little
distance, and, in the character of his
lordship, hailed the ef6gy as follows:
Good morrow, Darby" InH
- Good morrow, my lord. eaa
How are the foeks to-day, Oar
by2p a III &
:" Pretty fair, my lordp .g
Darby, I don't see my favorite
ram-where is hep"
"Oh, my lord, he-he-he. -
He what, Darby?"
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