The weekly Shasta courier., 1873-10-18

tnere hauaiHe A., Jne cnlef teacher,
had nearly completed arrangements with me,
when, in answer to the question if we were
English, / said no. We were from the United
States.
"Oh, yes" she replied. anxious to show
her knowledge, know the United States
it is colony of England.
So much amazed was at the good lady's
ignorance, that left, without explaining to
her that she was a hundred years behind
time.
There is in the village a little Episcopal
church. which the people call the temple, to
distinguish it from the Catholic churches in
the place. Half dozen years since, hand
some young Irish gentleman, poor but OF
very good family, came to Arcachon to pass
the winter. He had just been ordained for
the ministry, but over-study had rendered q
brief vacation necessary to his health. Here
he met pretty and charming compatriot Of
his, whose large, dark eyes and winning
smile soon convinced him of the Apostle
ness of St. Paul's observation, that /" it is
not good for man to be alone"
So, in spite of lack of fortune on both
sides, the two were married, and have lived
there ever since.
| had never before seen an example of
love in a cottage and it interested me great
ly to see how two clever and educated peo-
pie could get along, deprived of nearly every
thing that seemed to me necessary and de-
sirable | shall always remember how very
agreeably we were all impressed with Mr..
R the first time he called on US. AT
ter very pleasant and entertaining CONVEX
sation on various topics, he arose to go, say
ing he hoped | would come and see his wife,
who, from some reason or other, had not
been able to call with him. ] naturally ask
ed their address and cheerfuly, and without
the slightest embarrassment, Oh we live
over the shoemakers." Every Sunday he
preached in the little church, and the other
days he labored amongst the sick. the poor,
and the afflicted. The Colonial Society al
lowed him just two hundred dollars year,
half of which went for the hire of the church,
so he had to depend on his congregation,
which was small enough, and in giving les
sons, to exc out p bare livelihood for himself
and his wife. The only amusement / ever
saw him indulge in was more for the enter
tainment of the visitors than his own. l
was invited to paper-hunt, andawhen the
morning arrived dozen ladies and gentle
men met at the rendezvous mounted on
thorough bred horses whose ardor to be off
their riders could scarcely restrain. Mr..
R under took the role of fox as he
knew every intricacy of the forest. He was
mounted on the fleetest horse of all, and had
two leather bags full of offinely-cut paper, one
on each side fastened to his belt. He Was
given half an hours start by the hunte&.
Every now and then the rules of the sport
| obliged him to fling out handful of paper,
that might serve as guide to his pursuers.
As soon as Count L gave the signal
that our time was up off and away we flew
over hill and dale. The pQe-trees had so
many times shed their scented covering of
yellow spines that the ground was soft as
velvet and made scarcely sound beneath
our horses hoofs.
For two merry hours did we chase the art
full fox, whose paper missives generally led
us on wrong scent as they were designed
to do. At last shout went up of mingled
joy and dismay. There, on the other side
of a narrow ravine, was careering honeward
the triumphant fox, when, to our terror,
Count L, driving the spurs into his
horse, cleared at one bound the narrow de-
file, and the game was ours-Applet0n'S
GENERAL PnLsBURY's NERvE.-In a
shetCn vi lue lie vi TIE ldJe OeT. AMOS 1lliS-
bury, the Albany Express relates the fol-
lowing interesting incident About that
time (1626) his father was appointed Su-
perintendent of the Connecticut State Pris-
on, his son being the deputy; but in $780,
his father having resigned, Amos Pillsbury
was rendered the position, although but
twenty-five years OF age. 1t was in this in
stitution, and almost quarter of century
ago, that desperate fellow named Scott
was confined for fifteen years. He was de-
termlned not to work, nor to submit to any
of the rules, and shortly after entering the
institution he nearly cut off his left hand to
avoid doing any labor But his wound was
Immediately attended, and in less than one
hour afterward he was engaged in turning
crank with one hand. For this he threat
ened to murder the warden on the first op-
portunity, and in some way getting hold of
IA razor he sharpened it for the dread pur-
pose. Hearing of this Mr.. Pillsbury sent
for him and commanded him to shave him.
He eyed the man steadily, seated himself in
the chair, and the operation began, the pris-
oner's hand trembling the while. When
the shaving was finished, the Superintendent
said /: 1 have been told you meant to
murder me, but | thought | might trust
you God bless you, sir, you may = re-
Piled the regenerated man, completely brok-
en- down. From that moment he became
one Of the best behaved criminals in the
prison, was treated well, and remained on
his good behavior until Mr.. Pillsbury left
in 1882. But when the new warden was
appointed, Scott tried to escape and mur-
dered the keeper. For this crime he was
hanged the year following in Hartford.
A naughty and eaborately- dressed young
lady, followed by little dog, entered a rail-
road train at Westfeld, Mass, the other
day to go Springfield, when the following
animated dialogue took place. Brakeman,