Pittsburg dispatch. [volume] (Pittsburg [Pa.]) 1880-1923, 1889-09-29

peasant, looked proudly about him. as if he
would ask the dear Master, What will
Won take for the world?' The bride,
adorned with a glittering crown, kept her
ewes modestly fixed on the ground. But all
at once she raised the lids, and her large.
clear ewes revealed to the magistrate, who it
was that stepped under the bridal crown.
49,
IT was afternoon. The field glistened
golden green, and the sun strewed thousands
Of plimmering rays over brook and river
Mankind reioiced in the light, but to-day it
hurt the magistrate, and he shaded his eyes
with his hand. Thus he strobe forward.
Presently he was Joined by traveller who
had apparently gone long way, for he
looked like wandering cloud of dust.
UGood friend" said the stranger to the
scholar, ''the sunlight blinds you, is it not
sop
The scholar acknowledged it.
See" continued the stranger, "there is
no better remedy for that than these dark
spectacles which 1 wear. Try them," and
with these words he took his spectacles
from his nose and handed them to the
scholar.
He complied with the mans request and
put on the dark colored glasses. They did,
indeed, soothe his eyes. The sun lost its
bright glow, the meadows with their red
and golden flowers, the trees and bushes
and the roof of heaven, all were gray, and
the magistrate was content.
care the spectacles cheap?" he asked Of
the wandering man.
ssThey are in good hands," he answered,
and always carry many spectacles of that
sort with me. Take them from me as a re.
membrance, dear scholar.
"Ah, you know me, then; and may ]
ask
"Who I am" the stranger added. "My
name is Grumbler. FarewelIp'
With these words he turned into a field
and soon disappeared from sight. But the
scholar pressed his gray glasses firmly OF
his nose and went on.
Years had passed since this occurrence
The scholar had become a Eurly bachelor
and had forgotten how to find pleasure in
the world. It is true be went out into the
open air, but the trees greenness and the
blossoms beautiful colors existed no Longer
for him. He tore up the plants. carried
them home and pressed and dried them
Then he laid the flower mummies in gray
blotting paper wrote on it a Latin name
and that was his sole pleasure, if it could be
so called.
In one of his wanderings he came upon q
secluded valley; q brook flowed within it
which drove a mill; and being thirsty, be
asked an old woman, who was summing her.
self before the door, if she would kindly
give him a drink. The old woman com
piled, invited the guest to sit down and went
into the house. Not long after young girl
brought milk and bread and placed both on
the stone table before the guest. 1t seemed
to the scholar that the girl was not ugly, but
he was not quite certain Of that, on account
Of his glasses, and he did not wish to remove
them because he thought the sunlight would
hurt mis- eyes. He quietly disposed of what
had been offered him, and because the mil
ler's daughter would take no pay, he pressed
her hand and then left. She, however,
looked after the melancholy man until he
had vanished behind the bushes.
The meadow valley in which the mill lay,
must foster many strange plants, for the
learned man came three days after his first
visit and spoke 70 them again in the mill.