, 1873-03-30

Spreading rapidly.throuGh the Western papers,
under credit to tue literary Journal, is
domestic story in the very latest style Of Ameri-
can humor, as the appended extract shows;
NEW cAsAD1AScA.
The nan looked at his boy proudly, sternly,
face sadly. e1ultinsly, heroically It was "a living
tableau no artist could reproduce. BILLY" sald
the father, graYcly, .'1took your mother and
s1teE to church ye1erd; ts snoa
the flicker as it hitcGed down the gate-post. and
finally dropped into the grass with shlil chirp:
''And you didn't water the pigs = O-o-o
met" Tho slender acion Of all apple treo
rose and fell in the hand Of Alr. Coulter, and
up from the jacket Of tho Ind, like incense fsom
an altar, rose cloud Of dust, mingled with
tho nap OF jeans. Down in the young cloTer OF
the meadow the lark ani spn1rows sang cheerily,
the gnats and flies danced up md down in tia
sunshine. tLe fresh soft leaves OF the vines rus
tod, and all Was merry indeed Billy's eyes
turned up towards the face Of his father in ap-
pealing agony. but stin With sharp hiss the
" on his shoulders. And along the green banks
Of tho river the willows shook their shiny fingers
at the lifting fog. and the voices OF children 60
ing by to school sulo.e tho Aweet Alay Wind:
"Oh. pap, I'll not forget the pigs no more: :"
"'Spcct you won't heather" The wind, bJ
sudden puff, lifted into the room o shower OF
white bloom petals from sweet apple tree. let
ting them fall gracefully upon the patchwork car
pet, the while . ploughmsn wh'stled plainuYely
in distant field "Outch Crackeo! Oh, pap,
pap!" "shut your mouth, RI Ill split you to tho
backbone." How many delightful places in tho
woods. howmany cool spots beside the murmu1-
ing river, would have been more pleasant to
Billy than the place ho then occupied "oh,
me oh, mel" yelled tho lad. Still the dust rose
and danced in the slantng jet of sunlight that
fell acroEs tie room, and the hens out at the
barn cackled and sang for joy over new eggs
laid in choice places. At one tune during tho
:hr,,st!ng her head into tho kitchen. sa1d, IN
fuht,red tone, "Ny land. amt Bill gitten' Al
awful one :" .sYou're mighty right,"' replied the
mother, so1emn1y. Along towards the 1e, last hr.
actually screamed through the air as it fell
tossing tue frizzled stump Of the gad out at the
window. $50 now, and the next time you
out q cata,act OF melody from the locust,
he went Poor boy! that was q terrible
thrasIing, aud, to make it To1Ee, it had been
promised to him the evening before, 80 that ho
had been dreading it AID sh!rerng over 1t al
night. Now, as lie walked through tue break
fast-room, his eister looked at him in q commits
eratiug way, but, on passing through the kitch-
en-. he could NOT catca the eye Of his mother.
Finally he stood in the Free open air. IN front
of tne ea'ldIe-closese: It vas m 1nht tnenoa anen
his wings and crowel vocifeEouslT. 4 turkey
cocx wns str,tting upon tho grass b; the old
cherry tree Billy opened the door Of tho closets
"A boy's will is the Winds will, and tue
thoughts Of youtn are long, long taooghts.''
B;lly pecpcd into tie Closet, aud then cast
glance about him. as if to see it an;tlncg was
near. At length, during pleasant in'l in the
morning wind, and while tue low: tende:ly-1ncl-
low tIow OF tbs river WAS distinctly audible, and
the song Of the ineh increased in volume: and
t;,a h1catur OF ne, lambs in tho meadow died in
1uttcrirg echoes under the barn, and while tho
fragrance o: arp,e-bloo1ns grew fainter, and
while the sun, nou flaming jus: above the east
era tree-toIs, launched shower over him from
head to foot, he took from u1der his Jacket Ge-
Liud double theep-skiu, which. with an in
efIab1a sraile, Lo tossed into the closet THEN,
es tue yellow flicker zosc rapidly from the grass,
Billv walked oil, wsistling the air OF that once
popular ballad:
.sOh, give back my fifteen cents"