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2N orwalk Hotel.
D. STE PHENSON, PROPRIETOR.
A first class Hctel, beautifully located at
Norwalk, Connecticut. and open for the re-
ception of guests at all times. In connection
with the Hotel is a large Livery Stable, where
good Horses and Carriages can at all times be
procured. ' tf5
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South Norwalk Hotel.
JAMES LUCAS, Pnornlsron.
This House has recently been thoroughly
rebuilt and greatly enlarged and is now ready
for the reception Of guests. It is pleasantly lo-
cated, iii immediate proximty to the Depot of
the N. Y. and N. H. Railroad, and in this re-
spect for permanent or transient boarders pos-
sesses advantages over any other Hotel inthc
town. A good Stable is kept in connection
with the Hotel. f5
Fractional
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Connecticut Hotel.
EAST SIDE THE BRIDGE, NORWAIK, CONN.
J. C. KELLY, Proprietor.
This well-known and popular House, while
under the management of James Stevens, de-
ceased, is open for the reception of transient.
or permanent Boarders, and no eXpeusc or
pains will be spared to secure the comfort of
guests.
Good Stabling for Horses, Src. 15
Wooster House, Danbury, Conn.
WM. P. STEVENS, Proprietor.
The Subscriber, having purchased the
above named Hotel, is prepared to re-
ceive permanent and transient boarders, and
to entertain Travellers and the Public gener-
ally. Thc Hotel is large, commodiOus, and
is fitted up with the conveniencies of modern
Hotéls; it is abundantly supplied with pure
Spring Water,and is pleasantly located,on
the Main Street, within avery few rods of the
Railroad Depot.
C. S. LOCKWOOD,
Fashionable Draper and Tailor,
_.and._.
GENTLEMEN’S FURNISHING EMPORIUM,
No. 3 Skiddy’s Block,
Main Street, Norwalk, Conn. _
$.13. OLMSTEAD:
WHOLESALE AND RETAIL DEALER IN
GROCERIES, FLOUR, FEED, &C.,
No’s 14 do 16 Main Street, Norwalk, Conn.
J. I'. TOOTH,
Attorney and Counselor at Law,
OFFICE OVER MflLLORY’S STORE
N orwalk, Conn;
C. J. GRUMAN,
Dealer in Foreign and Domestic
DRY GOODS, OARPETIN GS
Carriage Trimmings, Clot/Is, Cassi-
meres, Salmons” Veslings, and Tail-
or’s Trimmings, by the Yard,
Piece or Package.
snsnrmcs, SHIRTINGS, JEANS,
At the lowest possible prices.
NORWALK, GONN.n
I'. H. NASH,
WHOLESALE AND RETAIL DEALER IN
s '1‘ 0 v E s ,
MANUFACTURER 0F
Tin, Sheet Iron & Capper Wares:
Has constantly on hand alargc assort-
ment of general House-keeping
Furniture, at So. Norwallc.
Conn.
H. c. RANDLE,
Hats, Caps-«Men’s & Boy’s
STRAW GOODS, &c.,
Ladies Furs, Gents Gloves, Canes,
Umbrellas, (1:20.,
No. 2 Skiddv’s Block.
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ETNA INSURANCE company,
. 0f Hartford.
Incorporated in 1819. Charter Perpetual.
Cash Capital, - $1,000,000.
Insure against loss and damage by Fire,
on Terms adapted to tile hazard, and
consislenl ’wil/l l/lc laws of
campeusalzon.
GEO. R. COWLES, Sole flgent,
For Norwalk and vicinity.
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c. a. B. K. Locxwoon, &. co
NORWALK. CONN.,
MANUFACTURERS 0F
Tin, Shoat Iron & Copper Wares
. AND DEALERS IN
Stoves, Ranges, Furnaces, Cutlery.
Britannia Porcelain and Wooden
"fare, and Kitchen Furniture
in g meml. Pumps, Sheet
Lead (5* Leatl Pipe,
Cracker? , G lass
andflC/mm
AMOS HUN '1',
General Pension & Patent Agent
And Prosecutor of Claims before
the several Departments and
the Court of Claims.
3Vasllington, D. C.
D. 3. BOOTH,
Attorney & Counsellor at Law
61 WALL STREET,
NEW YORK.
Dentistry.
Doctors HILL 6!. PITCH,
Surgical & Mechanical
D E N T I S T S,
Oflice over the Store of C. J. Gruman
NORWALK, CONN.
A. HILL. CHARLES Frrcn.
Life Insurance.
A. H. BYING'I'ON,
(At the Gazette Ofiice,)
AGENT FOR run
AMERICAN TEMPERANCE LIFE INSURANCE COMPANY
of Hartford, Conn.
Norwalk Post Office.
NAILS CLOSE.
West 7.30 A. M.,-—2.30 P. M.
East 8.20 A. M.—5.00 P. M.
Danbury and Norwalk Railroad, 8.50 A. M.
Weston, Redding. and Bedding Ridge 12 M.
MAILs DUE.
West 9.10 A. M.—5.55 P. M.
East 8 20 A. M.—3.20 P. M.
Danbury and Norwalk Railroad 7.55 A. M.
POST OFFICE HOURS
From 7.00 A. M. to 8.00 P. M.
R. A. WILLIAMS, P. M.
NORWAIIH
Paper Hanging
:D E P o '1- ,
One Door North of Gazette Building.
The subscriber would give notice that he
keeps constantly on hand, a very large assort-
ment of .
W'all and Ceiling Paper,
”Including Oak and Marbled Paper, for Halls,
Otliccs,Dining Rooms, etc., which will be put
on at short notice,and the best pOSSible man-
ner. Having received his Spring Stock, hels
now prepared to furnish Paper Hangings as
Cheap as the Cheapest. Also
P A I N T I N G ,
In all its branches, carried on as heretofore.
GEORGE MARVIN.
Norwalk, Arril3d, 1858. 14
J. N. LOOKWOOD & OO
(Successors to J. P. HANEOBD,)
lg EEP constantly on hand a large and va-
ried assortment of LADIES’, Gux'r’s AND
CuILnnEx’s
Gaiters, Boots, Shoes. GLc.,
all made under our own personalsupervision,
of the best material and in the very best man-
ncr. Our assortment oi LAIDIEs’ GAITERS,
undoubtedly comprises, both in extent and
quality, a finer assortment than can be found
at any simildr establishment in the County;
In anr’s Boors. GAI'rsns, Snons,&c., we have
a larger and better assortment, we are confi-
dent, than was cverbcforc offered in Norwalk.
We also are prepared to manufacture to meas-
ure, any m'tzclc in our line,prompIg/, at the
shortest notice.
MISSES’ AND CnILDnEN’s SHOES, RUDnEns,
&c., in endless 'variety. A line article of
SLIP'rrERs for Gents’ wear.
REPAIRING in all its branches, (lone neat-
ly, quickly and cheaply.
Hardware and Cutlery.
Mechanic’s Tools. Farming Utensils
Guns. Pistols, Iron and Steel,
Window Glass, Pamls
and Ozls.
HE Subscriber has nowiustorcandis
constantly receiving direct from the man
ufacturers,a large supply of Foreign and
Domestic Goods,under the above denomina-
tions,whicb makes his assortment ofartiglcs
suited to this market, equal to anyin the
state, and which will be sold either whole-
sale or retail,on as favorable terms as can
be purchased in New York. For list of ar-
ticlesand prices,purchasersare requested
tocalland examine for themselves.
WM. C. STREET.
Connecticut
Saddlery, Harness and Trunk
MANHPAGTOBY,
East side the Bridge, ’IMLdET'COWIL. IIotel
TEPHEN SWANN, successor to FREDE
RICK BI‘ADLEY: returns hissinccrc thanks
to theinhabitantsofNorwalk an neighbor-
hocd,and his patronsin particular,f l hte
verylibcral patronage bestowed upon him
during the past year,and hopes by strict
attention to business, to merit acontinuance
of their support.
Every chcription of articles connected
with the trade, kept constantly on‘hand,of
the very best material and workmanship,aDd
at the lowest prices.
N. B.-—Jobbing neatly and promptly at-
tended to on the shortcstnotice, and most
reasonablcterms.
Norwalk,Apri113t-h, 1858.
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THOMAS RILEY,
Merchant Tailor and Draper,
No. 3_thnix Block, Norwalk, Conn.
HE subscriber would respectfully announce
T that having cleared out all his old stock
at his auction salos,hc has now on hand a
fresh selected stock ot‘seasonablc Cloths, Cas—
simercs, Vestiugs, &c., which, he is prepared
to make up in the best and moat fashionable
styles. A complete assortment of Mona and
Boys’ CLOTHING REflDY .MJIDE.
Grateful for long and continued .favors, I
shall endeavor. with renewed cxcxtion, to
merit their-continuance.
Mineral Cabinet For Sale.
NE of the largest and most valuable Cab-
O inets of Minerals in Fair-field County, is
oti'red for sale for much less than its value.
It would form a. rare and valuable addition
to any School or Gentleman’s Library. For
particulars enquire at the Gazette Ollicc.t{15
I’urc Medicines.
CAN always be found at the Corner Drug
Store of KNAPP do LYNES.
K I: E 1!? G 9 0 ll -
THE Coolest place in town, and the best
5, DA WATER
may be louud at the Corner Store OI
KNAPP c LYNES.
N. B.——-Ifyon don‘t believe it, call and try
it for yourSelvcs. K. at 1..
HAMS d: SIIOULDERS of my own pack-
ing; the best in market, at
OLuerAD’s
some extra choice brands at
OLMSTEAD’S.
FLOUR,
Barry’s 'I'ricopherous,
CENTS per Bottle.
13 O. S._CLARK.
Ware.
BOOTS Jr. SHOES, a largeassortmcnt, at
Oms'rnAo’s.
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WWPOETRY.
Wonders and Murmurs.
Strange that the wind should be left so free,
To play with a flower or tear a tree—
To range or ramble where’er it will,
And, as it lists, to be fierce or still;
Above and around to breath into life,
Or to mingle the earth and the sky into strife ;
Gently to murmur with morning light
Yet growl like a fettered fiend ere night ;
Or to love and cherish and bless to-day,
What to-morrow it ruthlessly-tends away i
Strange that the sun should call into birth,
All the fairest flowers and fruits of earth,
Then bid them perish, and see them (lie,
While they cheer the heart and gladden the eye.
At morn its child is the child of spring.
At night ’tis a shrivelled and loathsome thing ;
To-day there is life and hope in its breath,
To-morrow it shrinks to useless death :
Strange doth it seem that the sun should joy
To give birth alone thatit may destroy l
Strange that the ocean should come and go,
With its daily and nightly ebb and flow,
To bear on its placid breast at morn
The bark that ere night will be tempest torn ;
Or to cherish it all the way it would roam,
To leave its wreck in sight of home—-
To smile as the mariner’s toils are o’er,
Then wash the dead to his cottage door—
And gently ripple along the strand,
To watch the widow behold him land 1
But stranger than all that man should die,
When his pians are formed and his hopes are high :
He walks forth :1 lord of the earth today,
And to -morrow beholds him a part of its clay.
He is born in sorrow and cradled in pain,
And from youth to age it is labor in vain ;
And all that seventy years can show,
Is that wealth is trouble and wisdom woe—
That he trends a. path of care and strife
Who drinks of the poisoned cup of life i
Alas I if we murmur at things like these,
That reflection tells us are wise decrees—
That the wind is not ever a gentle breath,
That the sun is often the bearer of death,
That the ocean is not always still,
And that life is chequred with good and ill—-
If we know ’tis well such change should be,
What do we learn from things we see?
That an erring and sinning child of dust
Should not wonder and murmur, but hope and trust 1
0».
On the Death of a Favorite Cat.
She died when the earth was fair beyond all price :
When hearts were warm as her own coat of silk :
When people’s houses seemed the homes of mice,
And when life’s cup, for her, o’er-flowed with milk.
Reared tenderly, she spent her few brief years,
Like cats in Egypt—sacred, free from fears—-
Weep not for herl
Weep not for her i she’s had a peaceful time,
She might have been a sausage long ago—-
A muff, a fiddle-string ; but to her prime
She hath arrived with an unrufflcd brow,
Shielded as if she had but one sweet life
Instead of nine—kept from all care and strife—-
Weep not for her l
Weep not for her! she’s now a chat with wings,
Perhaps a dweller in the milky way,
Purring with joy, amid all purring things,
No longer blinded with the light of day,
Where boys are not, nor stones, nor tears, nor sighs,
All dogs forever banish from her eyes—-
Weep not for her !
Weep not for her! her memory is the shrine
Of pleasant thoughts, pure as kitty’s dream,
Calm as her own washed face at day’s decline,
Soft as the scent of catnip ; rich as cream.
Then lay her under ground all snug'and nice,
For like the “ Puss in boots” she’ll catch no mice—
Weep not for her !
Weep not for her i there is no cause for woe,
But nerve the drooping spirit that it walk
Unshrinking in this ratty world below,
And bear life‘s ills; thy tears can’t call her back.
Thou’lt meet her when thy fleeting years have flown
With radiant whispers in that brighter home-—
Weep not for her !
:MISCELLANY.
From Harper’s Magazine.
NANCY BLYNN’S LOVERS.
William Tanslcy, familiarly called Tip,
having finished his afternoon’s work in
J udgc Boxton’s garden, milked the cows,
and given the calves and pigs their sup-
per—not forgetting to make sure of ‘his
own—«stole out Of the house with his Sun-
day jacket, and the secret intention of
going “ a sparking.” Tip’s manner of
setting about this delicate business was
characteristic of his native shrewdness.—
He usually wenbwell provided w1th gifts;
and on the present occasion, before quit-
ting the J udge’s premises, he “ drew up-
on” a certain barrel in the barn, which
was his bank, where he had made, during
- the day, frequent deposits Of green corn,
of the diminutive species called tucket,
smuggled in from the garden and designed
for roasting and eating with the Widow
Blynn’s pretty daughter. Stealthily, in
the dusk, stopping now and then to listen,
Tip brought out the little milky cars from
beneath the straw, crammed his pockets
with them, and packed full the crown of
his old straw hat; then, with the sides
of his jacket distended, his trowsers bulg-
ed, and a toppling weight on his hcad,he
peeped cautiously from the barn door to
sec that the way was clear for an escape
to the Orchard, and thence, “ cross lots,”
to the widow Blynn’s house.
Tip was creeping furtivcly behind a
wall, stooping, with one hand steadying
his hat, and the other his pockets, when
a. voice called his name.
It was the voice of Cephas Boxton.—
N ow if there was a person in the world
whom Tip feared and hated, it was “ that
Ccphe,” and this for many reasons, the
chief of which was that‘the J udge’s son
did, upon occasions, flirt with Miss Nan-
cy Blynn, who, sharing the popular prej-
udice in ,favor of fine clothes and riches,
preferred, apparently, a single passing
glance from Cephas to all of Tip’s gifts
and attentions.
Tip‘ dropped down behind the wall.
“ Tip Tanslcy l” again called the hated
vOIce.
But the prOprictor of that euphonious
name not choosing to answer to it, re-
mained quiet, one hand still supporting
his hat, the other his pocket, while young
Boxton, to whom glimpses of the afore-
said liat, appearing over the edge of the
wall, had previously been visible, stepped
uickly and noiselessly to the spot. Tip
crouched, with his unconscious eyes in the
grass ; Cephas watched him good-humor-
cdly, leaning over the wall.
“ If it isn’t Tip, what is it f” And
Ccphas struck one side of the distended
jacket with his cane. An ear of corn
dropped out. He struck the other side,
and out. dropped another car. A couple
of smart blows across the back succeeded,
followed by more com, and at the same
time Tip, getting up, and endeavoring to
protect his pocket, let go his hat, which
fell off, spilling its contents in the grass.
“ Did you call ?” gasped the panic-
strickcn Ti .
The rivals stood with the wall between
them—as ludicrous a contrast, I dare as-
sert, as ever two lovers of one woman
presented.
Tip, abashed and afraid, brushed the
hair out of his eyes, and made an unsuc-
cessful attempt to look the handsome and
smiling Cephns in the face.
“ DO you pretend you did not bear,
with all these cars ?” said the Judge’s son.
“I—I was huntin’ fur a shoe-string,”
murmured Tip, casting dismayed glances
along the ground. " I lost one here
som’ercs.”
“ Tip,” said Cephas, putting his cane
under Mastcy Tansley’s chin to assist him'
in holding up his head, “ look me in the
eye, and tellmc—what is the difference
’twixt you and that' corn ‘3”
“ I d’n know—what I” And liberating
his chin, Tip dropped his head again, and
began kicking in the grass in search of
the imaginary shoe-string.
“ That is lying on the ground, and you
are lying—on your feet,” said Cephas.
Tip replied that he was going to the
woods for beampoles, and that he took
the corn to feed the cattle in the “ back
pastor” “ cause they hooked.”
“ I wish you were as innocent of book-
ing as the cattle are I” said the incredu-
lous Cephas. “ Go and put the saddle
on Pericles.”
Tip proceeded in a straight line to the
stable, his pockets dropping corn by the
way, While Cephas, laughing quietly,
walked up and down under the trees.
“ Hoss’s ready,” muttered Tip from
the barn door.
Instead of leading Pericles out, he left
him in the stall, and climbed up into the
hay-loft to hide, and brood over his mis-
fortune nntil his rival was gone. It was
not alone the affair of the stolen corn
that troubled Tip ; but from the fact that
Pericles was ordered, he suspectc that
Cephas likewise purposed paying visit
to Nancy Blynn. Resolved to wait and
watch his departure he lay under the dus-
ty roof, chewing the bitter cud of envy,
and now and then a stem of new-mown
Timothy, till Cephas entered the stalls
beneath, and said, ” Be still !” in his
clear, resonant tones, to Pericles.
Pericles uttered a quick, lowinny of re-
cognition and ceased pawing the floor.
“ Are you there Cephns ?” presently
said another voice.
It was that of the Judge, who had fol-
lowed his son into the barn. Tip lay with
his elbows on the hay and listened.
“ Going to ride, are you ? Who sad-
dled this horse?”
“ Tip,” replied Cephas.
“He didn’t half curry him. Wait a
minute. I’m ashamed to let a horse go
out looking so.”
And the Judge began to polish off Per-
icleslwith wisps of straw.
“ Darned if I care l” muttered Tip.
“ Cephas,” said the Judge, “ I don’t
want to make you‘vain, but I must say you
ride the handsomest colt in the county.
I am proud Of Pericles. Does his shoe
pinch him lately ?”
“ Not since it was set. He looks well
enough, father. Your eyes are better
than mine,” said Ccphas, “ if you can see
any dust on his coat ”
“I luf to rub a colt. It does’ em so
much good,” rejoined the judge. “ Ce-
phas, if you’re going by ’Squirc Stedman’s
I’de like to have you call and get that
moortgagc.” .
“ I don’t think 1 shall ride that way,
father. I’ll go for it in the morning,
however.”
" Never mind, unless you happen that
way. Just hand me a whisp of that straw
Cephas.”
Cephas handed his father the straw.—
The Judge rubbed away some seconds
longer, the): said, carelessly,
“ If you are going up the mountain, I
wish you would stop and tell Colby I’ll
take those lambs, and send for ’em next
week .”
“ I’m not sure that I shall go as far as
Colby’s,” replied Cephas.
“ People, says”~——the Judge’s voice
changed slightly-—“ you don’t often get
further than the widow Blynn’s when you
travel that road. How is it?” ,
“ Ask the widow,” said Cephas.
“ Ask her daughter, more like,” rejoin-
ed the Judge. “ Cephas, I’ve kind 0’ felt
as though I ought to have a little talk
with you about that metter. I hope you
ain’t fooling the girl, Cephas.
And the Judge, having broached the
subject to which all his rubbing had been
introductory, and his remarks :3. prologue,
waited anxiously for his son's reply.
Ccphus assured him that he could nev-
cr be guilty of fooling any girl—much less
one so worthy as Miss Nancy Blynn.
“ I’m glad to hear it l” exclaimed the
jndgc,—-“ of course I never believed you
could do such a thing. But we should
be careful of appearances, Cephas (Just
another little handful of straw ; that will
do.) People have already got up the
absurd story that you are going to marry
Nancy.”
Tip’s ears tinglcd. There was a brief
silence, broken only by thcrcstling of the
straw. Then Caphas said,
“ Why absurd, father?”
“ Absurd—because—why, of course, it
isn’t true, is it I”
“ I must confess, father,” replied Cc-
phus, “ the idea had occured to me that
Nancy—would make me—a good wife.”
It is impossible to say which was most
astonished by this candid avowal, the
Judge or Master William Tunsley. The
latter had never once imagined that Ce-
phas’s intentions respecting Nancy were
so serious ; and now the inevitable con-
viction forced upon him, that if his rich
rival really wished to marry her, there
was no possible chance left for him, smote
his heart with qualms of despair.
“ Cephas, you stagger me i” said the
Judge. “A young man of your educa-
tion and prospects—~”
“ Nancy is not without some education
father,” interposed Cepas, as the Judge
hesitated. “ Better than that she has
heart and soul. She is worthy to be any
man’s wife I”
Although Tip entertained precisely the
some opinions he was greatly dismayed
to hear them expressed so generously by
Cephas. -
The Judge rubbed away again at Pe-
ricle’s flanks and shoulders with whisps
of straw.
“ No doubt, Cephns, you think so—
and sartiu I haven’t any thing agin Nan-
cy—she’s a good girl enough, tur’s I know.
But just reflect on’t—you ’rc of age, and
In one sense you can do as you please,
but you ain’t too old to hear to reason.
You know you might marry ’most any
girl you choose.”
“ So I thought, and I choose Nancy,”
answered Cephas, preparing to lead out
Pericles.
“ I wish the hoss’d fling him, and break
his neck !” whispered the devil in Tip’s
heart.
“Don’t be hasty; wait a minute, Ce-
phas,” said the Judge. “ You know
what I mean—yon could marry rich.—
Take a practical view of the matter.—
Gct rid of these boyish notions. Just
think how it will look for a young man of
your cloth—worth twenty thousand dol-
lars any day I’m a mind to give it to you
-—-—tO go marry the widow Blynn’s daugh-
ter ! a girl that takes in sewing ! What
are you thinking of, Cephas ?”
” I hear,” replied Cephas, quietly, she
does her sewing well.”
“ Well, suppose she does ? She’d
make a good enough wife for some such
fellow as Tip, no doubt ; but I thought a
son of mine would ha’ looked higher.—
Think of you and Tip after the same girl.
Come, if you’ve any pride about you,
you’ll pull the saddle off the colt and stay
at home.”
Although the Judge’s speech as we
preccive, was not quite free from provin-
cialisms, his arguments were none the less
powerful on that account. He said a good
deal more in the same strain, holding out
threats of nuforgivness and disinhcritance.
on the one hand, and praise and promise
on the other ; Cephas standing with the
bridle in his hand, and poor Tip’s anxious
heart beating like a pendulum between
the hope that his rival would be con-
vinced and the fear that he would not.
“The question is simply this, father,”
said Cephas, growing impatient :-—
“ Which to choose, love or money ? And
I assure you I’d much rather please you
than displeasc you.”
“That’s the way to talk, Cephas !—
That sounds like !” exclaimed the judge.
“ But if I choose money,” Cephas has-
tened to say, “ mo‘ney it shall be. I
ought to make a good thing out of it.—
What will you give to make it an object?”
“ Give ?—Givc you all I’ve got, of
course. What’s mine is yours—or will
be some day.”
“ Some day isn’t the thing. I prefer
one good bird in the hand to any number
of fine songsters in the bush. Give me
five thousand dollars, and it’s a. bargain.”
“ Pooh l pooh 1” said the Judge.
“ Very well ; then stand aside and let
me and Pericles pass.”
“ Don’t be unreasonable, Cephas l—-
Lct the colt stand. What do you want
of five thousand dollar?”
“ Never mind ; if you don’t see fit to
give it, I’ll go and sec fancy.”
“ No, no, you sha’nt ! Let go the bri-
dle ! I’d rather give ten thousand.”
“ Very well ; give me ten, then I”
“I mean, dont go to being wild and
headstrong now ! I’ll give you a thou-
sand dollars, if nothing else will satisfy
you.”
“ I’ll divide the difference with you,”
said Cephas. “ You shall give me three
thousand, and that you must confess, is
very little.”
“ It’s a bargain l” exclaimed the Judge.
And Tip was thrilled with joy.
“ 1’m sorry I didn’t stick to five thou-
sand l” said Ccphe. “ But I wish to ask
can I for instance, marry Melissa More 1?
Next to Nancy, she is the prettiest girl
in town.”
“ But she has no position ; there is the
same objection to her there is to Nancy.
The bargain is, you are not to marry any
poor girl ; and I mean to have it in wri-
ting. So pull off the saddle and come
into the house.” .
“ If I had been shrewd I might Just as
well have got five thousand,” said Cephas.
Tip Tanslcy, more excited than he had
ever been in his life, waited until the two
had left the barn ; then creeping over the
hay, hitting his head in the dark against
the low rafters, he slid down from his bid-
ing place, carefully descended the stairs,
gathered up what he could find of the
scattered ears of locket and set out to run
through the orchard and across the fields
to the widow Blynn’s cottage. The even-
ing was starry, and the glittering edges
of the few dark clouds that lay low in the
east predicted the rising moon. Halting
only to climb fences, or to pick up now and
then the corn that persisted in dropping
from his pockets, or to scrutinize some ob-
ject that he thought looked “pokerish” in
the dark ; prudently shunning the dismal
woods on one side, and the pasture where
the “ hooking” cattle were on the other,
Tip kept on, and arrived, all palpitating
and pcrspiring, at the widow’s house, just
as the big, red moon was coming up
amidst the clouds over the bill. He had
left. a good deal of his corn and all his
courage behind him in his flight ; for Tip,
ardently as he loved the beautiful Nancy,
could lay no claim to her on the poetical
ground that “ only the brave deserve the
fair.”
With uncertain knuckles Tip rapped on
the humble door, having first looked
through the kitchen window, and seen the
widow sitting there, sewing by the light
of a tallow candle.
“ Good evening, William,” said Mrs.
Blynn, opening the door, with her spec-
tacles on her forehead, and her ivork gath-
ered up in her lap under her bent figure.
“ Come in ; take a chair.”
“ Guess I can’t stop,” replied Tip, si-
dling into the room with his hat on.—
“ How’s all the folks? Nancy to hum I”
“ Nancy’s up stairs; I’ll speak to her.
Nancy,” called the widow at the chamber
door, “ Tip is here ! Better take a chair
while you stop,” she added, smiling upon
the visitor, who always on arriving
“. guessed he couldn’t stop,” and usually
ended by remaining until he was sent
away. ,
“ Wu], may as well ; jest as cheap sit-
tin’ as standin’,” said Tip, depositing the
burden of his personality—weight, 146
lbs—upon one of the creaky, splint-bot-
tomed chairs.
“ Pooty warm night, kind 0’,” raising
his arm to wipe his face with his sleeve,
upon which an ear of that discontented
tucket took occasion to tumble upon the
floor. “ Hello I what’s that? By. gra-
cious if ’taint green corn 1 Got any fire?
guess we’ll have a roast.”
And Tip, taking off his hat, began to
empty his stuffed pockets into it.
1
“ Law me i” said the widow, squinting
over her work, “ I thought your pockets
stuck out amazin’! I ha’n’t had the first
taste of green corn this year. It’s real
kind 0’ thoughtful in you, Tip; but thc
fire’s all out, and we can’t think of roast-
in’ on’t to night, as I see.”
“ Mebby Nancy will,” chuckled Tip.—
“ Ain’t she comin’ down ? Any time to-
night, Nancy !” cried Tip, raising his voice
to be heard by his beloved in her retreat.
“ You do’no what I brought ye I”
Now. sad as the truth may sound to
the reader sympathizing with Tip, Nancy
cared little what he had brought, and ex-
perienced no very ardent desire to come
down and meet him. She sat at her
window, looking at the stars, and think-
ing of somebody who she had hoped would
visit her that night ; but that somebody
was not Tip ; and although the first sound
of his footsteps had set her heart flutter-
ing with ”expectation, his near approach,
breathing fast and loud, had given her a.
chill of disappointment—almost of dis.
gust; and she now much preferred her
own thoughts, and the moonrise through
the trees in the direction of Judge Box-
ton’s house, to all the green corn, and all
the green lovers in New England. Her
mother, however, who commiserated Tip,
and believed as much in being civil to
neighbors as she did in keeping the Sub-
bath, called again, and gave her no ppace
until she had left the window, the. moon-
rise, and her romantic dreams, and de-
scended into the prosaic atmosphere of
the kitchen, and of Tip and his corn.
Tip’s month, which had been watering
in anticipation of the roasted tuckel, wa-
tered more than ever at sight of Nancy’s
exquisite eyes and lips. Her plain, neat
calico gown, cnfolding a wonderful little
rounded embodiment of grace and beauty,
seemed to him an attire fit for any queen
or fairy that ever lived. But it was the
same Old tragic story over again—al-
though Tip loved Nancy, Nancy lovcd not
Tip. Well for him had his mouth water-
ed only for corn l However he might
flatter himself, her regard for him was on
the cool side of sisterly——simply the to!-
eration of a. kindlyheart for one who was
not to blame for being less bright than
other people.
She took her sewing and sat by the
table. Oh, so beautiful ! Tip thought ;
and enveloped in a charmed atmosphere
which seemed to touch and transfigure
every Object except himself. Tue humble
apartment, the splint-bottomed chairs, the
stockings drying on the pole, even the
widow’s cap and gown, and the Old black
snnfi'ers on the table—all, save poor,
homely Tip, stole a ray of grace from the
halo of her loveliness.
Nancy discouraged the proposition of
roasting corn, and otherwise deeply griev-
ed her visitor by intently working and
thinking, instead Of taking part in the
conversation. At length a bright idea
occurred to him.
“ Got a slate and pencil ?”
The widow furnished the required arti-
cles. He then found a book, which hap-
pened to be a Testament, and using the
cover as a rule, marked out the plan of a
game.
“ Fox and geese, Nancy ; ye play ?”-—
And having picked off a sufficient number
of kernels from one Of the ears of corn,
and placed them upon the slate for geese,
be selected the largest he could find for a
fox, stuck it upon a pin and proceeded to
roast it in the candle.
“ Which’ll ye have, Nancy ?”—pushing
the slate towards her; “ take your choice
and give me the geese ; then beat me if
you can ! Come, won’t ye play ?”
“ Oh dear, Tip, what a tease you are l”
said Nancy. “Idont want to play. I
must work. Get mother to play with
you, Tip.”
“She don’t wantcr l” exclaimed Tip.
“ Come, Nancy ; then I’ll tell ye suthin’
I heard jist ’fore I come away—snthin’
’bout you 1”
And Tip, assuming a careless air, pro-
ceeded to pile up the ears of corn, log-
honse fashion, upon the table, while Nan-
cy was finishing her seam.
“About Inc 1?” she echoed,
“ You’d ha’ thought so i” said Tip sli-
ly glancing over the corn as he spoke to
watch the effect on Nancy. “ Ccphe and
the old man had the all-fircdest row—tel!
on.”
He hitched around in his chair, and
resting his elbows on his knees, looked up,
shrewd and grinning, into her face.
“ William 'I'unslcy, what do you mean ?”
“ As if you could’nt guess i” Ccphe
was comin’ to see you to-night—but I
guess he won’t chuckled Tip “ ! ye ready
for fox and geese ?”
“How do you know that” demanded
Nancy.”
“ Cans I heard ! The old man stopped
him, and Ccphe was goin’ to ride over
him ; but the Old man was too much for
him ; he jerked him off the boss, and there
they had it, lickcty-switch rough-anatom-
ble, till Ccphe give in, and told the old
man, rather’n have any words hc’d pro-
mise never to come and see you again if
he’d give him three thousand dollars ; and
the old man said it was a bargain l”
“ Is that true, Tip ?” cried the widow,
dropping her work and raising her hands.
“ True as I live and breathe, and draw
the breath of life, and have a livin’ bein’ l”
Tip solemnly affirmed.
“ Just as I always told you, Nancy 1”
exclaimed the widow. “I knew how it
would be. I felt sartin Cephas conld’nt
be depended upon. His father ncvcr’d
hear a word of it, I always said. Now
don’t feel bad, Nancy ; don’t mind it.
It’ll be all for the best, I hope. Now
don’t, Nancy ; don’t I beg and beseech.”
She saw plainly by the convulsive move-
ment of the girl’s bosom and the quiver-
ing of her lip that some passionate demon-
stration was threatened. Tip meanwhile
had advanced his chair still nearer, con-
torting his neck and looking up with leer-
ing malice into her face until his nose al-
most tonched her cheek.
“ What do ye think now of Ccphe
Boxton !” he asked, tsuntingly ; “hey l”
A stinging blow upon the car rewarded
his impertinencc, and he recoiled with
such sudden impetuosity that his chair
went over and threw him sprawling on
the floor.
“ Gosh all hemlOck ! he muttered,
scrambling to his feet, rubbing first his el-
bow, then his ear. “What’s that for,
I’d like to know—knockin’ a feller down ?”
“ What do I think of Ccphas Boxton ?”
before—why shouldn’t I ? Your slander
is no slander. Now sit down and behave
yourself, and don’t put your face too near
mine, if you don’t. want your ears boxed l”
“ Why, Nancy, how could you ?” groan-
ed the widow.
Nancy made no reply, but resumed her
work very much as if nothing had hap-
pcned.
“ Hurt you much, William?”
“Not much'; only it made my elbow
sink like all Jerusalem! Never mind;
she‘ll find out ! Where’s my hat ?”
“ You ain’t going, be ye?” said Mrs.
Blynn, with an air Of solicitndc.
“ I guess I ain’t wanted here,” mum-
bled Tip, pulling his hat over his ears.
struck the slate, scattering the fox and
geese, and demolished the house of green
corn. ~” You can keep that; I don’t
want it. Good night Miss Blynn.”
Tip placed peculiar emphasis upon the
name, and fumbled a good while with the
latch, expecting Nancy would say some-
thing ; but she maintainedacool and dig-
nified silence ; and as nobody urged him
to say, he reluctantly departed, his heart
full of injury, and his hOpes collapsedlike
his pockets.
For some minutes Nancy continued to
sew intent and fast, her flushed face bOWed
over the seam; then suddenly her eyes
flamed, fingers forgot their cunning, the
needle shot blindly hither and thither, and
the quickly drawn thread snapped in
twain.
‘ “ N aucy ! Nancy ! don’t ! pleaded Mrs.
Blynn ; I “ beg of ye, now don’t I”
“ Oh mother,” burst forth the young
girl, with sobs, “ Iam so unhappy ! What
did I strike poor Tip for? He did not
know any better. I am always doing
something so wrong ! He could not have
made up the story. Cephas would have
come here to—night—I know he would l”
“1’Oor child ! poor child !” said Mrs.
Blynn. “ Why couldn’t you hear to me?
I always told you to be careful and not
like Cephas too well. But maybe Tip
didn’t understand. Maybe Cephas will
come tO-morrow, and then will all be ex-
plaincd.”
“ Cephas is true, I know—I know l”
cht Nancy, “ but his father”—
The morrow came and passed, and no
Cephas. The next day was Sunday, and
Nancy went to church, not with an undi-
vided heart, but with human love, and
hope, and grief mingling strangely with
her prayers. She knew Cephas would be
there, and felt that a. glance of his eye
would tell her all. But—for the first
time in many months it happened—they
sat in the same house of worship, she with
her mother in their humble corner, he in
the Judge’s conspicuous pew, and no word
or look passed between them. She
went home, still to wait; tortured with
the wast-ing anguish knowu only to
those who love and doubt. Day after
day of leaden loneliness, night after night
Of watching and (lispair, succeeded, and
still no Cephas. ‘l‘ip also had disconti-
nued his visits. Mrs. Blynn saw a slow
certain change come over her child ; her
joyous laugh rang no more ; neither wore
her tears often‘ seen or her sighs heard ;
but she seemed discipling herself to bear
with patience and serenity the desolate-
ness of her lot.
One evening it was stormy, and Nancy
and her mother were together in the plain,
tidy kitchen, both sewing and both silent ;
gusts of rain lashing the windows, and the
cat purring in a chair. Nancy’s heart
was more quiet than usual; for, albeit
expectation was not quite extinct, no visi-
tor surely could be looked for on such a
night. But is it not true that the spirit
loves surprise ; and that when least ex~
pected, grace arrives? This truth applies
alike to the seeming trifles of life and to
matters of the greatest moment ; and it
was made manifest to Nancy that night ;
first when, amidst the sounds of the storm,
she heard footsteps and a knock at the
door. She need not have started and
changed color so tumultuously, however,
for the visitor was only Tip.
“ Good evenin,” said young Master
Tanscly, stamping, pulling. off his drip-
ping hat and, shaking it. “ I’d no idea
it rained so ! I was going by, and thought
I'd stop in. Ye mad, Nancy l” and he
peered at the young girl from beneath his
wet hair with a bashful grin.
Nancy’s heart was too much softened
to cherish any resentment, and with suf-
fused eyes she begged Tip to forgive the
blow.
“ Wal ! I do’ no’ what I’d done to be
knocked down for,” began Tip with a
ponting and aggrieved air ; though I
s’pose I den, tcw. But I guess what I
told ye turned out about so, ; di’nt it,
hey ?”
At Nancy’s look of distress Mrs. Blynn
made signs for Tip to forbear. But he
come too for through the darkness and
rain with an exciting piece Of news to be
thus easily silenced.
“ I hain’t brought yo no corn this
time, for I didn’t know as you’d roast it
if I did. Say, Nancy! Ccphe and the
old man had it agin to—day; and the
J udgc forked over the three thousand dol-
lars ; I seen him ! He was only waitin’
to raise it. ‘ It’s real mean in Ccphe, I
S’pose you think—mebby ’tis; but, by
gracious 1 three thousand dollars is a
’tarnal sluc of money !
Hugely satisfied with the effect this an-
nouncement produced, Tip sprawled upon
a chair and chewed a stick, like one re-
solved to make himself comfortable for
the evening.
“ Saxafrax—ye want some ?” he said,
breaking off with his teeth a liberal piece
of the stick. “ Say, Nancy ! ye necd’nt
look so mad. Ccphe has sold out, I tell
ye ; and when I Olfcr ye saxafrax, ye may
as well take some.”
Not without cfl'ort Nancy held her
pehce, and Tip extending the fragment of
the sassafras root which his teeth had
split off, was complacently urging her to
accept it —“ Twas real good”—-when the
sound of hoofs was heard ; a halt at the
gate; a horseman dismouuting, leading
his animal to the shed; a voice saying,
“ Be still, Pericles l” and footsteps ap-
proaching the door.
“ Nancy ! Nancy! articulated Mrs.
Blynn, scarcely less agitated than her
daughter, “ he has come I”
“ It’s Ccphe l” whispered Tip, hoarse-
ly. “ If he should ketch me here! I
I guess I’ll go! Confonnd that Ccphe
any how 1”
Rap, rap ! two light decisive strokes Of
a riding-whip on the kitchen door.
cried Nancy. “I think the same I did
W
is l
Mrs. Blynn glanced crocodiles” if
everything Was tidy ; and Tip, drapping
his sasafras, whirled and wheelédabout
like Jim Crow in the excitement’of‘the
moment. ‘ ‘ ' ‘.
“ Mother—go ! uttered ‘Nan'cy, pale
with emotion, hurriedly poidting to the
door; “I can’t f ' , ,
She made her escape by théhtaifiway ;
observing which, the bewildered Tip; who
had indulged a. frantic thought Of leaping
from the window to avoid ‘mee‘tjng‘his
dread rival, changed his mind and rushed
after her. Unadvised of his intention,
and thinking only of shutting’hersaffrom
the sight of ‘Cephas, Nancy croséathékn-
then door rather severely u OD'.T' ’ASfjfin-
gets; but his fear rendere hilli.‘,1fié€nsi-
ble to pain, and he follo’wedfher, 'raln-
bling up on the dark Staircase fight as
Mrs. Blynn admitted Cephals.’ ' W .
Nancy did not immediately" perceive
what had occurred, but presently, amidst
the sound of the rain on the roof'la‘nd of
the wind about the gables, she heard, the
unmistakable pertrubed breathing Of ' her
luckless lover. . " ‘
“ Nancy.” whispered Tip, “ where he
ye? I’ve ’most broke my head‘agin this
blasted beam 1?” , Z ,~
“ What are you here for ?” demanded
Nancy. _' "
“ Cause I did’nt want him toiflseé me.
He won’t stop but a minute ; thenJ'I’II go
down. I did give my head the iill-firedst
tunk ?” said Tip. ’
Mrs. Blynn opened the doci- to: inform
Nancy of the arrival of a visitor,"a’njd the
light from below, partially illuminating
the fugitives’ retreat, showed Tip in aset-
ting posture on one of the npper'stairs, di-
ligently rubbing the pertion orliis cra-
nium which had come in colli'sion'w'itli the
beam. ' , , .
“ Say, Nancy, don’t go !” whispered
Tip ; “ don’t leave me here in the dark !”
For the widow had closed the'dOb'r, and
Tip was suspicions of bngbears'. ‘ ' ‘ ’
Nancy had too many tumultuous
thoughts of her own to give much heed to
his distress : and having hastily arranged
her hair and dress by. her sense or tench,
she glided by him, bidding him keep
quiet, and descended the stair-{to the
door, which she opened and closedagain,
leaving him to the wretched solitude of
the place, which appeared 'to him a' bun-
dred fold more dark and dreadful than
before. . ' , ,.
Cephas in the mean time had diiested
himself of his oil-cloth capOtc, and entered
the neat little sitting-room, to WhICh he
was civilly shown by the Widow. .“Nan—
cy’ll be down in a. minute.” And placing
a candle upon the mantle-piece, "Mrs.
Blynn withdrew. ’
Nancy, having regained her self-posses-
sion, appeared mighty dignified before her
lover ; gave him a passive hand ; declined.
with averted head, his proffered kiss ; and.
seated herself at a cool and respectful dist-
ance.
“ Nancy, what is the matter?” said.
Cephas, in mingled amazement andplarm.
“ You act as though Iwas aped‘dler, and.
you didn’t care to trade.” ',
“You can trade, Sir—yon can make
What bargain you please with others ,-
bnt—” Nancy’s aching and swellingheart
came up and choked her. ,
“ Dear Nancy what have I done?
What has changed you so? ,Havcyou.
forgotten—the last time I was here I”
“’Twould not be strange if I? had, it;
was so long ago. 3 ’_
Poor Nancy spoke cuttingly ; but be?
sarcasm was as a sword with two points;
which pierced her own heart ”quite as
much as it wounded her lover’s. " _' '
“ Nancy,” said Ccphas, and he took
her by the hand again so tenderly'e'th‘at it.
was like putting heaven away to withdraw
it, “ if we love each other let us be true
with each other. Can you not trust inc ?
Has not your heart assured you that I
could never stay away from yon' so long
without good reasons ?” ' ,
“ Oh, I don’t doubt but you have rear
sons l” ' ' ' '
‘ Suck reasons ?’ repeated Cephas, grits»
ed and repelled. ‘ Will you pleaseinfom
me what you mean ? For, 'as I live, Ian];
ignorant !’ ,
‘ Ah, Cephas I it is not true, ' then,’
cried Nancy, with sudden hope, ‘ that—o
your father—’ '
‘ What of my father ?’
‘ That he Opposes us ; that he has of~
fered you money—’
A vivid emotion flashed across the-
young man’s face.
‘ How—what have you heard, Nancy l?
‘ Is’t trnc ?’ said Nancy ; her rigid fea-
tures, her intense look, her unnatural
tone of voice, all betraying the painful
and dangerous tension of feeling with
which she waited his reply, ‘ tell me ! tell.
me ! tell me quick !’
‘ I would have preferred to tell you.
without being questioncd so sharply, rev
plied Ccphas. ‘ But since, heresay hrs
got the start of me, and brought you the
news, I can only answer—he has ofi'end
me money.’ .
‘ To buy you—to hire you—’
‘Not to marry any poor girl—that’s
the bargain, Nancy,’ said Cephas, with
the tendcrcst of smiles.
‘ And you have accepted?’ cried Nan--
cy quickly.
‘I have accepted,’ responded Cephass'
Nancy uttered not a word, but she sat;
like one frozen by dispair, her eyes full of
hopeless passion, fixed intent upon her
lover. '
‘I came to tell you all this; but I
should have told you in a different way,
could I have had my choice,’ said Cephas,
with profound pity and affection. ‘ What.
I have done is for your happiness as much;
as my own. My father threatened to dis—
inherit me if I married a poor girl ;‘ aid
how could I bear the thought 'of subject-
ing you to such a lot? He has given me
three thousand dollars—I only received it
to-day or I shoald have crime to you be-
fore—for N ancy—dear Nancy! do' not;
look so strange ! it is for you, for you this
money—do you hear ?’ -
He attempted to draw her toward him,
but she sprang indignantly to her feet.
‘ Base ! base !’ she exclaimed, trem-
bling with emotion. Cephas, had you
struck me dead it would have been lea
cruel than this ! To ofi'er me money 1’
And she covered her burning face'witll
her hands. ,, ._
‘ Dearest, dearest Nancy !’—Gephs
caught her and folded her in his arm-—
‘ do you not understand ! It is your
dowery ! You are no longer a poor girl.
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