Connecticut western news., 1872-11-08

l 1OOh H0IS uuN uSIOS duO ucIO, duo yOu can see the sears. Now do you believe it is ?"
 She understood it all now; but the joy that came so suddenly on the poor woman, used only to misery, was too most insane with grief when her baby was born but she had nursed and loved the poor, deformed child faithfully. r Every instance of abuse, every harsh word, every expression of horror, pierced her heart, and she had not dared to place herself with other mothers, whose chil- dren were not deformed, they looked so contemptuously on her and her poor child. And now everything was changed, her boy from frightful object, had be- come handsome young man. She could not comprehend it; her head swan, and mist came before her eyes, she tottered into Joseph's arms.
 "My son my son hasa nose," was all she could say. The bystanders had become perfectly quiet, and when two little boys began to laugh the men boxed their ears.
 The bwildered mother sobbed while on the breast of her new born son then she raised her head and felt gently the nose that Joseph so proudly called his own.
 els it fast ?' she asked anxiously.
 "Qulte fast you can depend on that, mother"
 "'God be thanked and the good man that did it."
 "He is good man; and I don't be- lieye there is another like him in the world. Six weeks ago he came through | boro iy, o on1 ubop ho coyu yoa he stopped and asked who was, and if I would let him make me nose. You may be sure said yes; and he wanted to take me right away with him; but I said I must say goodbye to you. and the next day went after him. Oh, it's like heaven at his house."
 ''What's his name ?" cried the mother and the villagers all at once.
 "He is a very young doctor, and yet so skilfuI; his name is Doctor Won Salt en. He has only been doctor three months, but folks say he does wonders. Everybody that was there when he made my nose praised him.
 "Hem p said the villagers, "what can't they do now days. But, Joseph, what did you have to pay ?'
 "Nothing, nothing at all. He gave me something besides; and he's coming here to talk to the minister and the school master, to see what can be done for me. :"
 The people raised their hands in won der, but the old women outside the door whispered among themselves that it was a sin for anybody to make himself diff ferent from what the good God made him; for if God had let Joseph come into the world without any nose, He knew we'll enough why, and Joseph had no business wllfdlly to meddle with it. His case was peculiar they all knew that. His mother had married his father against her parents wishes. He was poor house painter in Zurich, and six months after their marriage he fell from scafolding and was killed. The widow came back to the village, and six months after gave birth to Joseph. The poor babe was without nose. This was the punishment for her disobedi ence, and if Joseph, in his vanity, turn ed aside the punishment, the good God would lay hold of him in some other way.
 The old women had spun themselves so fast in the thread of the story, that trey could hardly get out of the way quick enough when fine carriage drove up to the door.
 If prince had arrived he could not have created more commotion than the arrival of the miracle doctor, who could make faces just as he wanted them
 "Doctor," said Joseph, radiant with joy, here is my mother; she wants to thank you for my nose if you will allow her.
 The sick woman literally covered the doctors hand with tears and kisses. "Mother," said the doctor, turning to lady in tho carriage, is not this re- ward enough for any trouble ?" Then turning to his former patient, and draw ing sheet of paper from his pocket, "Joseph,' said he, " the nurse at the hospital found this paper between the bed and the wall. It can only belong to you, for the name, Doctor von Salten, is in your handwriting. The likeness in spite of the faulty execution, is so re- markable, that if you have any more of the same kind, want you to show them to me. Such talent deserves attention. " Joseph became greatly embarrassed, and glanced uneasily at the bystanders.
 "I have more such pictures,'' said he, "but would rather show them to you alone," he entreated in low tone 'sthe ] others laugh at me, or get angry" "Well, show them to me alone, first, '' said the doctor, and motioned to his 5 companions to remain behind.
 |" Mother knows nothing about it 3 either," said Joseph, as he led the doc tor up small ladder into loft "she 3 always scolded me when she caught me : drawing and said it was waste of time l T had better be at work. I am afraid t that she will be angry when she knows have drawn and painted secretly" Q "Have you painted too ?' questioned : the doctor, as he crept under the beams of the low garret after Joseph, who, put : ting aside heap of dry hemp, drew out g dirty school atlas.
 : "Yes, if you can call it painting.
 had no paints and no brush. I made ] the colors from the juice of flower leaves t fruits, or roots, and the brushes from f my own hair"
 The doctor smiled t "I like people that can help them D selves"
 Joseph handed him the book. It hel6 k a quantity of loose sheets, dirty scraps d of paper, torn from old copy and music l books, pieces of paper that had contain d ed groceries, empty letter backs, etc., al 7 filled with drawings and paintings The e doctor looked at the numerous attempts S with an attention that gradually changed
 to astonishment. Tkere were sheet! filled with noses, copies of old almanac '' pictures, caricatures, and lastly, unmis g takeable portraits, colored with the juice
 of red beets and cherries, with blue eye! n of mallow juice.
 l, "These are remarkable attempts, tt said the doctor, "you have great talen
 for only talent could do these thing 7, without help and direction. But it Ii |" incomprehensible how you hit on an ar