Bellows Falls times. [volume] (Bellows Falls, Vt.) 1856-1965, 1870-04-01

LIFT A LrrrLE."-There il . lee,on
in the following worth learning. Help
one another. Kindness costs little, but
is treasure, indeed, to those who receive
it: ..
One day. while walking up the street,
saw, a short distance before:.me, quite
small boy carrying large basket. It
seemed very heavy, for the little fellow
was bending and staggering under its
weight, yet he went resolutely forward,
only stopping occasionally to change it
from one hand to the other. at
He was poorly clad, and rs he turned
his head ! recognized him as the son of
poor widow, who was obliged to work
very hard to earn food and clothing for
herself and her two little boys. My heart
ached for the brave little fellow, who was
beginning so early to bear life's burdens,
and wanted to help him. Lift lit
tle,' he seemed to say to the passers-by,
as he trudged on with his load. obis
Soon heard rapid footsteps behind
me, and in moment bright-faced boy,
the only son of professor in one Of our
colleges, passed me. When he reached
the little boy, who was still bending un.
der his burden, he stretched out his hand,
and taking hold of the basket, bore on
his stronger arm the larger share of the
burden until he reached his own home.
Two GooD ONEs-Some one men.
toned to us the other day the circum.
stance of fat querulous old fellow who
was driven from q stage-coach by pas
sengers whom he had annoyed with his
growing and complainings. A cigar
was lighted, when at a preconcerted mo-
melt one of the passengers exclaimed:
For Heavens sake, sir, put out that
fire! / have four pounds of powder in
my overcoat pocketw
Driver! driver! stop! stop" ex-
claimed the victim of this gunpowder
plot" Let me get outlet me get
out There's a man here with powder
in his pockets, and he'll blow US all to
the ---p
The complainant got out" according
ly, in no small hurry, and the passengers
thenceforward pursued the even tenor Of
their way, undisturbed by his further an
noyance.
The anecdote reminds US of an occur
renee which once took place at the long
and picturesque bridge over the Cayuga
lake, the middle-western barriere Of which
success or defeat, in times of political
excitement, are now predicated. A wag
from Syracuse, who, with some half doz.
en- friends, had been disporting at the :
pleasant and fourishing village Of Sene-
ca Falls, determined, on approaching the
toll gate in sleigh, one stormy winter
night, to " run the bridge"
!" Lie down, boys" said he, "in the
sleigh, and when we get under the gate,
groan a little and tremble, but don't
overdo it. Here, get under these horse
blankets"
They did SO, and when the sleigh came
under the picket-draw Of the bridge,
they began to moan and shake, so that
I" it was piteous to see and exc to hear"
:" have nothing less than this ten
dollar bill" said our wag, handing the
bank note, " but for Heav.
ems sake change it just as quick as ever
you can! ! have three friends in the
sleigh who are almost dead with the
smallpox, and I'm in -" au
Drive on! drive on! said the terri
fed gate-keeper, handing back the bill,
drive on-pay next time"
Above the whistling Of the snow-laden
wind which swept over the frozen lake,
and the trampling Of the horses feet on
the bridge that night, the gate-keeper
heard the loud laugh of these wags, pro-
that he had been taken in and
done for I"
A writer in q French journal tells .
rather hard story of Mehemet Ali, in IL
lustration Of bis nice sense Of Justice.
Making tour of his provinces, in great