The Van Buren press. [volume] (Van Buren, Ark.) 1859-1914, 1878-03-05

spent your Iithc III iCNcis, ahu ou' oouJ
is filled with diseases which you brought
upon yourself; You ere among the un-
clean, and have no right to go back and
be burden and expense to your friends
To another he said { You have debased
your mind here; you can no longer see
the beauties upon the earth or in the
heaven how could yon fifty approach
the temple of our mighty Solomon n
"And so, anstere and pitiless, the Seer
read the sentences one after anotaer;
tho ships east off their lines, hoisted their
saiis. and put to sea, carrying back but a
chosen few of all who had come In them
And those who remained never saw the
glorious temple which was their peoples
pride; never looked upon the white walls,
the seulptured columns, the lofty arches,
and the beautiful gates, Tor saw the sun
light % IL nasnre 9stcls frora tae rcos OF
/ FURNISHED god. They Witnessed none
of the magnitieerea OF its dedication in
hailed no breath OF its rare incense look,
ed not upon its marvellous interior deco
rations; heard no burst Of enchanting
music; and canghtno tone o. Solomon's
Incompatible prayer But rather, they
grew more sordd and depraved, until
they were SO lost in utter debasement
that the watching angel filed with aedi-
ment the waters Of the streams, which
settling filled the harbors of the ophif
coast, until ships could no more maze q
haven there. and finally the country
where Solomon dug his gold was no
more known to the children of men,
With this. the youth ceased reading,
and nothing, fer moment, YVES heard,
save here and there the labored breath OF
some strong man, and the soft pattef Of
rain upon the roof.
| This lasted for a brief interval, and
then with voice sweet and full, and
clear as larks song, the boy pro.
eceded:
| "3oh, mon of the West they are thinking Of you
| On another shore, ight
| They are thinking OF yeE as their leal and true,
| As the innocent ones they in childhood knew.
When you of your homes were tho light,
They are thinking aad waiting. a counting Gao
Till you come to them once more;
| Each morn they strain &c .kn West th"iF Ease,
| Each eve in tcnd voices they sound your r-aiAe
| Recruiting your virtues Ger.
| Be true toyour manhood be true to each srret.
| Where erin life's battle you stand;
Cleanse the heart from is stain, tho ou irola itS
| Lit your eyes from the ground you. minds from
the dust,
Be true to ycnr race and your land"
The harp like voice ceased, and it was
plain The reading had made sn impress
ion deep or all who heard it. The wife
of the landlord was the first who spoke.
Approaching the youth, she asked him if
he wae preacher.
He modessIy an1wered that he wac not,
but was clergyman's son; that h. had
s Iris mining in Puma county but fale sd
San Jose, where his sister. clergyman 8
wife, was living, and where he hoped to
obtain a situation as teacher, as he Was
not strong enough to work in the mines.
At this, Curly, the stage diver, aroused
himself:
Pardners," said he, you hear the
boy; ain sorry for him 20 much ~ and
he laid ten dollar gold piece on the
table"
g am sorrier than your said Posey,
aid he covered the ten with twenty.
A miner present said: l have no
coin, but"-- here he drew out huckskin
purse" will go = little dust on the
boy for the sermon that he has preach
ed and he emplica half cn ounce upon
the table.
The rest contributed, making the land
lord treasurer, and when the coin was
counted, aud the dust weighed and cal.
culated, two hundred ard thirteen dol
.ara were handed over to She boy. The
bov seemed perfectly overcome With the
unexpected bounty, and tried in vain to
coheren,ly thank his beneiactors.
BY this time it YVES ter oclC OK ct night
ard just then the overdue ctage from
Quincy, Fiumas county, drove up TO the
door. There was tho usual excitement
all hands rushed ont 20 see the new Grri.
walls; the hostlers took the team; The
passengers crawled from the mud wagon
and entered the house, and at last She
driver followed his bearskin coat and
hat shining with the rain caught in the
shower.
Curly, Of course, knew his brother
John, and so sauntering upto him. said
=" How are you, purd? What's the
newsy't
All right, Curly" was the response
s. and no news much, except the boys III
above are cussing awful about a fellow
that opened on them, and cleaned on
every sport in Quincy in one night. !
was dead open and shut steal, and whel
the boys found it out they would have
hung him sure, but he lit out. He go
SO 600 out Of the bcys in about iouI
hours"
And then the driver went on to explain
that the little sharper was mere boy, {
little chap, pale and sick, and sentiment
al looking" more harmless lookin
than any gal you ever seen"
Everybody turned to look at the you'll
who had been entertaining them, but he
was gone, and a thorough search OF thu
premises failed to unearth him.
Next morning one Of Posey's mules
covered with mud, and still wet with
sweat, came into camp just in from !
cruel journey. To the bride was tied I
buckskin purse, which Posey took OF
and opened, when lie found slip of pa
per, on which was written the folio owing
60 On THE HoNcuT, 2 80 A. NJ.
"DEAR PosEY - could not exchange
your mule for another until | reached
this point 1t is only eighteen miles
Your mule is not a tirst-ciass saddle ami