The Lake County star. [volume] (Chase, Mich.) 1873-current, 1873-05-08
Strikingly Beautiful.

of American humor, as tho ap-
pended extract shows:
A NEW CAsABIANCA.
The man looked at his boy
proudly, sternly, sorrowfully. The
lad looked into his fathers face
sadly, exultngly, heroically. II
was living tableau an artist could
reproduce. Billy said the faith
cr, gravely, Il took your mother
and sister to church yesterday
yes, SIR replied the ooy gazing
out through the window at the
flicker, as it hitcbed down the
gatc-post, and finally dropped
into the grass with a shrill chirp,
"And you didn't water the pigs9''
600! Oh, sir | Gecroody Oh,
me! Lawsy, lawsy me 4 The
slender scior Of an apple tree rose
and fell in the hand of Mr.. Coul-
ter, aud mp from the jacket Of the
lad, like incense from an altar,
rose a cloud Of dust, with the nap
of jeans. Down in the young
clover of the meadow tho lark
and sparrows sang cheerily, the
sand flies danced up and down in
the sunshine, the fresh soft leaves
Of the vines rustled, and all was
merry indeed. BilIy's eyes turn.
ed up towards the face of his
fathers in appealing agony, but
still with a sharp hiss the switch
cut the air, falling steadily and
rnercilessly on his shoulders. And
along the green banks Of the
river the willows shook their shiny
fingers at the lifting fog, and the
voices of children going by to
schoo! smote the sweet May. ooh
pap, Ill not forget the pigs no
more! "Spect you won't meath.
err The wind, by sudden puff,
lifted into the room a shower OF
white bloom petals from a sweet
apple tree, letting them fall grace
fully upon the patchwork carpet,
the while a plonghman whistled
plaintively in a distant field.
Dutch! Crackee. Oh, pap, pap!'
.Shnt yonr mouth, Or III : split |!
you 10 the BACKBONE How many
delightful places in the woods,
how many cool spots beside the
mnrmuring river, would have
been more pleasant to Billy than
the place he then occupied. "Oh,
me! oh, mel" yelled the lad. Still
the dust rose and danced in the
slanting jet Of sunlight that fell
across the room, and the hens out
at the barn cackled and sang for
joy over new eggs laid in choice
places. At one time during the
falling of the rod, the girl quit
washing and thrusting her head
into the kitchen said in a subdued
tone, MY land, amt Bill getting
an awful one 2 You're mighty
right replied the mother, solemn
ly. Along towards the last Mr.
Coulter tiptoed at every stroke
The switch actually screamed
through The air as it fell. Billy
danced, Nov, 60 sir!' cried the
man tossing the frizzled stump ol
the CAD out of the window. Go
now, and the next time you water
them pigs And, while the fincl
poured out q cataract OF melody
from the locust, he went. Poo
boy! that was a terrible thrashinl
and to make it worse.he had beer
dreading it aud shivering over j
all night. Now, as he walked
through the breakfast-room, hi,
sister looked at him in a commis-
Grating way, but on passing
through the kitchen, he could no
catch the eye of his mother. Fl
nally he stood in free, open air
in front Of the saddle.closets. 1
was just then a speckled rooste,
on the barn yard fence topped hi
wings and crowed vociferously y
A turkey-cock was strutting upor
the graes by the old cherry tree
Billy opened the door Of the clos
cite. "A boy's will is the wind''
will, and the thoughts of you'll
are long, long thoughts Billy
pceped into the closet, and ther
cast a glance about him, as If t.
see il anything was near. Al
length, during pleasant lull il
The morning wind, and while The
low, tenderly mellow flow of tn,
river was distinctly audible, ant
the cong Of the bleating Of new
lambs in the meadow died il
futtering echoes under the barn
and while the fragrance Of apple