Sacramento daily record-union., 1882-12-23

sometimes he loses. When he loses he curses ant
swears, and walks up and down his room Glen ching
his fists and waving them in the air. When he win,
there is light in his eyes which makes one shuddei
AN evil, an unholy light But if had never seer
what have seen it would not alter my opinion oil
him. II he were an honest man-which he is not,
and handsome man-which he is not and if he
didn't play cards with the devil-which he does he
is no fit lover for an innocent girl like Katrine Loe-
beg, and so shall tell her."
Do so, Anna" said, "and will also speak
with her."
1t is your duty Master Fink You knew her
father and respected him. II he were alive this day,
do you know what he would do? He would take
that eomrade Of the Evil One by the neck between
his finger and thumb, and send him spinning into
the gutter His proper place-his proper place
such bit of dirt as he is You seem to know very
httle about this Nicolas Brand of yours I'll tell
you something else concerning him. Who do you
thinh he goes to see every Friday nisht?"
81 cannot guess"
freszel, the miser, who lives in the Temple Pret.
eel, your enemy with the evil eye, who hasn't
friend IN the world but Nicolas Brand that the little
children run away from when he shows his uylv
face-that the very dogs in the street bark Mt
Now, Eve told you all | know, Master Fink and
wish you joy of your apprentice"
Anna was very unjust to me, but nut if down
to her excited feelings She made amends to mo
that very night by placing before me for supper the
goose she had bought for to-moYow's dinner All,
IL women only knew the effect of such thing upon
a mans spirits II a young girl were to come to
me for counsel before she was married-if she were
to ask me how she could chain her husband to her
how che could mske him love her all the days of
his iife should say to her. Look after his stomach
my child make him nice stews and sayorv dishes
When he cuts into the beef let him behold the
gravy running out of it. 1t so.tens the heart; and
when you give him roast goose be sure that YOU
give him plenty OF stuffiDg with it." But no one
could rcast goose like old Anna. No one-no
one Upon her tombstone ought to have been cut
the words" Here lieth woman who made the
finest stews in the world, and who could roast a
goose TO perfection"
When Anna placed that goose before me gave
utterance to long, deep sigh of satisfaction and
lookei at her with smile in my eyes. Her face
lighted up in an instant you should have seen it !;
it was like the sun breaking out
But there is never joy without sorrow Nicolas
Brand came into the room just as put the knife
into the breast.
"a hot roast goose p he cried gleefully elf
like one thing better than another it is hot roast
goose for supper !" and he drew his chair close to
the table, and held out his plate.
could Tot take my knife out of the breast, the
fattest slices of which intended for my own eating
and help him to the long joint OF the leg. Sadly
laid the fat slices on his plate, and when he sand,
Don't trouble yourself about the stuffing Master
Fink; I'll help myself y 1 submitted without a
word, but in silent wrath. He devoured the best
part o: that goose, AID nearly the whole of the
stuffng. What could be expected OF such g. ur.
mand? as ior poor Anna, she went out OF the room
in such state of ycxation that sure she could
not have got a wink Of sleep that night.