|Chapter Number||I -III|
|Newspaper Title||The Brisbane Courier (Qld. : 1864 - 1933)|
|Trove Title||Dr Willoughby: An O'er True Tale|
AN O'ER 'IRUE TALE.
" THE fact IS, brethren," Bald Dr Willoughby, "I have for the most part Btood aloof from all these works of moral reform I have no tasto for them. In my view, they interioro with the simple proaching of the Gospel. I have made it my busmoss to preach ' Christ and Him cruci fiod ,' and I believe that ra showing men the sinfuInesB of their own hearts, and their need of a Saviour, tho whole ground is covered. Cleanse tho fountain, and the stream will be pure. Let a man's soul be renewed, and his outward life will take caro of itself. I believe all works of moral reform are superseded by tho preaching of the Gospel."
The speaker was a man past middle life, of a dignified prcence, with a lofty, impending fore- head, and a keen, black eye uuder shaggy brows. He spoke in a clear votco, with great deliberation, and as one having authonty. Grouped about bim, in the arm chairs and comfortable lounging places with which the room was abundantly furnished, sat a dozen clergymen, in the easy attitudo of men whose day's work was done, and whom a good dinner had left comfortable in body and mind.
" You express my views exactly, doctor," said an elderly man with a doub'e chin, and an im- mense white necktie. " In mj judgment, tho mistake modern reformists make just lies here
to accomplish any special work, thoy substitute a human instrumentality for the Gospel Yes sir, the force of man's weak resolution is put m place of the power of divino grace I have no patience with the mistaken zeal of these fellows, in the ministry or out, who go bellowing through tho world, ' Reform ! Reform1' throw ing open tho door of fanaticism, ond, with a lighted faggot in one hand, and a drawn sword m the other, tut and »lash in the name of philanthropy and charity Wo ought, ns ministers, to oppose fanaticism in overy form, and for my part I glory in tho name of a Con servative, taking the ground of Conservatism enlightened by tho Gospel "
" I behove it to be tho only safe course to pursue," sold Dr Willoughby , " and in regard to the temperance movement, to which some al lusion huB beon made, it has so remoto a bearing upon the great object for which the ministry was luBtitutcd-is so delicate and impracticable and, in tho hands of wiro pulling demagogues, has become so mixed up, and befogged, and interwoven with politics-that I have no dispo-
sition to meddle with it "
A young man sitting on the outside of the circle manifested great uneasiness during this conversation, and now, bending forward, seemed about to speak, but was prevented by a brisk, little, black eyed man, a professor ia the neigh- boring theological seminary, who eagerly re sponded to Dr Willoughby'e remarks.
" You aro right, Brother Willoughby, quite right," ho said " Wo must lot these outsiders alone In all our works of philanthropy and charity, we are, m my opinion, safe just so long ns wo keep to the appointed way The church is that way. All thesooutside workings -this joining hands in a work of morn! reform, as a ' hail fellow, well met,' with the worldlings and the sinners-arc a daubing ourseh es with un tempered mortar Brethren, it's like forsaking the fellowship of the chosen people-leaving tho road that carried the patriarchs and prophets to the celestial city, with the Holy Spirit to firo our engine, and the Lord Jesus for our conduc tor, and jumping aboard a fast train on another track, with strange fire m tho engine, and tho ruff scuff of the streets, tho nug streaked and speckled, in tho cars My Biblo gives me no direction to join a teetotal society Let us keep within the palo of the church, Brother Wil loughby, and we shall, in all our ondea vois to benefit our fellow men, have tho Master's ap proval, and what measure of success He sees fit to givo us "
" Father," said a pale yourg man at Dr Wil loughby's right hand, " bavo you trained your people so ft oil, that they suffer you to hold this position in peace?"
Tho tones of his voice wcro peculiarly soft ana musical, and Dr Willoughby's face as sumed its mostbemgnantoxpression as he turned to reply.
" Why, os to that, Louis," ho said, " there are uneasy spirits in every community-mou who bavo their pet schemes, and whose zeal for the timo boing is nari owed down to a single issuo, who ride their hobby and dwell on their one idea, till thoy como to think their way is the only right wav I have such in my church-good Christian men, whoso hearts aro better than their heads I have a high respect for them I believe thoy are actuated by the beat of motives Thoy como to mo overy sow and then, clamor ing for some new meaBure They want the pledge circulated, or a popular temperance lecturer procured, or some new organisation started, and I treat them with great courtesy, and gratify them when I can I do this con- scientiously for I agree with them in the main I acknowledge tho ioroe of all they say concern- ing thegr<.at and growing evil of intemperance in our midst I lament it as thoy do , and we only differ as to the wayB and means of eradi- cating it As Brother Nash has veiy justly re- marked, they put too much confidence in human instrumentality."
"Iboy try to improve on tho Gospel, sir," said tho gentleman alluded to " They propose to do for the poor victim of sin what only tho ulmighly grace can do And they arc tools, sir miserable demagogues, who, under the specious name of temperance, have raised themselves to power br pandering to the passons of zealots and fanatics They break up the peace of churches, sir, thoy sow dissension, and set brothrcc at variance They march in the ranks of political strife, und light the fires of fanati- cism on our very hearthstoues, and in our
Christian assombhes "
The young mun who had before manifested a disposition to speak, now addressed Dr. Wil- loughby He was of manly proportion«, with fair, open, and rather florid face, a clear gray eye, and a profusion of light brown curly hair. Ho was asttutiger to most present, having beon lately instilled as pastor of tho Congregational Church in Grantley, a manufacturing village some thirty miles distant.
"Dr Willoughby," ho said, very respectfully, " will you tell mo what you understand, sir, by a
work of moral reform ?"
The doctor gave the questioner a searching look from under his shaggy brows.
" A work of moral reform, Brother Richmond," ho said, " I understand to be a united action by a body of mon, to corroet some wrong doing in the community-tho ondeavor to suppress per- sonal or public vice."
" Yes j and if Bucoossful, that whioh
decidedly immoral and vicious i» suppressed, and the community becomes conformed exter- nally, at loast, to the known commands and will of God. Am I right there, Dr. Willoughby V
"Then, does not moral reform tend directly to man's salvation ? Did you ever attempt to per- suado a man, thoroughly under the influence of tho vice of intemperance, to become a Christian F Is thora any such opponent to the conviction and conversion of Eiunors as in tempérenos f ' Tho sin of intomporanoo,' said good old Dr. Nettleton, in 1829, ' has caused moro trouble and done more dishonor to the causo of ChriBt, than any other vice that can be named.' ' I dread,' said the martyr Williams, a little before his death,-' I dread to seo the American flag como into tho Pacific, She may bring missionaries in her cabin, but in her hold are the fire-waters of damnation.' And Archdeacon Jeffreys, after a residence of nineteen years .in Bombay, declared that, ' tvithout the introduc- tion of tho total abstinence principle, Christi- anity would be a ourso to India rather than a blessing ; for the Hindoo, on renouncing caste, by which he is forbidden to drink, would rush at once to the bottle, and the Christian church become the mast drunken part in India.' .Plead with men to como to Christ?' So I will, and I will tell the poor inebriate that thrM first etop to bo taken is to forsuko his cups, for 'no drunkard eau inherit tho kingdom of God .* Brethren, God helping me, 1 will say to my people wherever I labor, ' I take you to record this day, that I am pure from the blood of all
" My young brother," said Dr. Willoughby, with great dignity, " I deplore with you tho evils of intemperance. I, too, would plead with the inebriate to forsake his cups, because his only cbauce of safety lies in absti- nence I have no disposition to meddle with your belief. Bo a teototallor if you like, and persuade others to join you. This is a part of your Christian liberty ¡ and though I hold that there is a better way, that temperance is a higher virtue than abstinence, that my liberty consists in using the world, I shall not quarrel with you if you tako the extremo ground struck by the prevalence of intemperance ia out muht-that to partake of the cup ever so soberly is a luxury you are called upon to relinquish. But when you talk about bringing the weight and authority of God's law to bear on your side, and maintain that the battle fo r teetotalism is God's battle, you make a great and fundamental mistake. A divine permission, my dear brother, ¡B not a divine requirement ; and you will allow me to Bay that tho attempt yon ultra-temperance mon are making, to force the Bible to inculcate teototatUm, must necessarily fail, and the failure damages the cause, Let ma ask you one question, Brother Richmond. Waa the greatest reformist and philanthropist the world ever saw,-He, who knowing tlio end from the beginning, must have foreseen all the eril that would grow out of tho abuso of intoxicating drink,-was the Lord Jesus Christ, ' God mani- fest in tho flesh,' a total abstainer P Did He in- culcate, eithor by example or precept, thia belief of yours? Did Ho not come oating and drinking ? Did lia not make wine oa a festive occasion, and uso it at the institution of the Lord's supper,-wine, too, that would make men drunk ? Thcso facts have got to be met by temperunco men. Be eureful, Brother Richmond, lest you teach for doctrine the oom« mandments of men, You cannot oona mu God, that you yourself may be righteous."
At this moment there was a confused noise ia the hall, the door of the study was thrown wide open, and the girl who had waited upan the ministers at dinner appeared.
"And, shure, Dr. Willoughby,'1 she said, half crying, and making strange backward gea* tures with her arras, " I niver opened a crack o' the door to him, till he thritcened to take the life o' me the noxt time I wiut to mass, and hie old shanty is between here an' St. Patriok'e church. Holy Mother, proteot mo ! Iawidyo thin, ye ill-mannered baste, disturbin' their riverences wid yer nonsense !"
"Clear the track, Katie," said a bold ringing voice behind her, " and I'll maka it all right with the parson ;" and Katie withdrawing her substantial person from the doorway, there ap- peared in her atoad a short, gray-headed maa, who stood holding his hat in both hands, and bowing all round to tho company. Whether ho was old or young, it was impossible from hit appearance to decide. The short bair that curled tight to his hoad was gray, but hil Urge blue eyes, though wandering and troubled in their expression, were as clear as an infant'*» His forehead waB unwrinkled, and where pro« tected from the weather, remarkably white« His features were regular, and ho would hare beon good looking but for a sear, which, extend- ing tho whole length of one cheek, and acron the mouth, dreadfully disfigured that side of his face, and entirely changed its expression.
" What doyou want, Martin ?" said Dr. 'Wil- loughby, impatiently, ¡IB the visitor, wi-,h strange grimaces and contortion«, oontinued his bows to the company.
He advanced toward Dr. Willoughby'« chair, and, with a face full of earneatnen and solem« nity, begau to speak
"I sought for one," aaid he. "Hail, ya watchmen on the heights of Zion!-ye candle- sticks of tho Lord I-yo lights of the world.'-» yo cities sot upon a hill !-yo ^captains of Mira- tion, arrayed in tho panoply of Jehovah, and ready to do butilo valiantly against the strong holds of Satan! 'How beautiful upon the mountains aro tho feet of him that bringeth
Dow blessed aro our eyes,
That sso this heavenly sight I"
Then, looking oarnostly in Dr. Willoughby'! face, " Parson," he said, " I bear a message to you. You aro wanted in the front ranks. The soldiers have arrayed themselves for the battle, and they aro but waiting for their loador to ad- vance to victory. The serried hosts of the de- stroyer aro encamped "
" Como, come. Joe, that Swill do," said Dr. Willoughby! "leave your message till another time. I ara busy, as you see, with these gentle- men. We aro discussing very important mat- ters, and cannot be interrupted," Then, w the visitor raised his arm with a preparatory gee« turo, the minister added sternly, "Not a word, Joo, not another word. You must go this mo-
The man dropped hÎ9 hoad inslantly, both face and attitudo expressing disappointment and dejection.
"And what shall I toll them, parson?" he «aid, very Badly.
",Toll whom?", , .
" Them that lent me with my message."
" Tell thom," said Dr. Willoughby, " that I am in my study, and cannot bo disturbed."
" Parson Willoughby is in his study," said Joe Martin, with his oyes fuBtcncd on tho floor. Then, looking round upon tho oompany, ho re- peated in a louder voice, " Parson Willoughby ÏB in his study. Ruin and destruction aro in our midet. Our young men aro falling, and ' the mourners go about tho streets,' and tho gray hairs of the father aro brought down in sorrow to the grave, oud lovely woman mourns her blighted hopes, and wives aro widows, and fathers are fiends, and parents aro paupers, and homes aro hells, and tho incendiary lights his lurid torch, and tho midnight assassin eharpeus his parricidal axe, and still tho honor-destroying, sense-consuming, contagion-breathing, woe creating, soul-damning work goes on, aud tho groans, and prayers, and shrieks of tho victims, ascending to high houvon, might bring toara of pity from" tho haggard eyes of a demon damned,-but Parson Willoughby is in his atudy !" 1
At the conclusion of this strange speoch, which ho delivered with great rapidity, and ac- companied with the most oxtravant gestures, Joo Martin bowed gravely to tho company, aud ¿eft the roora.
( The ministers looked doubtfully in each
other's faces, ond then, their host setting the example, they indulged in a hearty laugh.
" Cracked decidedly," said the eldorly man with the neck-tie ¡ " and what a curious faco ho has !"
" You have scon him beforo, Brother Nash," Dr. Willoughby said.
" Impossiblo !"
" Yes, in this very room frequently, though it was many years ago. Don't you remember a curly-headed, hundeomo boy you used to meet here sometimes, when you wore sottlod over in Barton, who carno to my study to recito Latin ? Poor fellow ! I heard him twico a weok for
over two years. You remember that boy, Nash ? Why, you havo soon him timo and time again."
" And do you mean to toll me, Willoughby, that this orazy, gray-headed man, who has given us such a flaming temporáneo address, is that hoy "
" Tho vory Bamo. Remind mo to toll you hie atory Bomo time-that is, what I know of it for there is a great mystery hanging over part of
Tho discussion interrupted by Joo's visit was not renewed, tho meeting breaking up directly. Mr. Richmond was the first to take his depar- ture ; but after walking a. few BtopB, ho romem hercd thut ho had left his gloves on Dr. Wil- loughby'* Btudy table, and accordingly retraced his steps. When he opeued the door, tho minis- ters were standing in groups of twos and threes, talking familiarly together. Tlicio was a pauso when he mudo his appearanco, Thon tho pale young man, who had culled Dr. Willoughby father, said
" Well, brethren, I drink wine, and by tho graco of God I mean to."
" Amen ! thank God for that," said Dr. Wil- loughby ¡ " and, brethron, I take great credit to myself for his conversion. Ho was a radical teetotaler when I first know him."
An expression of pain crossed Mr. Richmond's face, ttB ho silently took his glovoB from tho tublo.
" Wait a moment, Richmond," said the young man, who was Dr. Willoughby'a son-in-law. " / am going your way, and will walk to tho dopôt with you."
GOOD I-ATHKB TAUI,,
TUE young mon walked arm in arm down tho atreet of tho country tonn, leading from Dr. Willoughby^ residence to tho depot. Mr. Tlisycr was tho first to speak.
" I am ready for my lecture, Allan," ho said. " I saw tho pent-up Aro in your face, und carno out with you that you might give it veut. Come, fancy wo aro in ' No. 37, oorner room, three flights front,' in old Union, and you play- ing Mentor again."
Ho turned guily to his companion as he spoke, hut there WOB no answering smilo on Allan Bichmond's face.
" Why, what uils you, man," said Louis Thayer ¡ " you look as sour as a November day. Come, in tho words of tbo hymn wo used to Bing together, I adjure you to
' Spcuk, and let tho worst bo known ;
Speaking muy relievo jon.'
" I know not what lo say," ho roplied. " Louis, I never wus so grieved and surprised in my life. I cannot understand it. Was it Louis Thayer, the staunch total abstinence man I knew in college, who sat in complaisant Bileuco whilo Christian philanthropists wcro de- nounced as enthusiasts and fanaticB, and thon boasted that ho touched tho unclean thing, and claimed tho aid and countenance of God's grace_ in doing it ? Louis, what has ohanged you so? ' Truly Ephraim bath mixed himself with tho people.' "
" Ono would think I had forsaken the faith of tho fothers, and gone clean over to idolatry," he rejoined, laughing. " Why, man alive, did you expect to find mo unchanged after all these years ? Age brings wisdom, you know. Have you Bloughed off nono of the crudo notions of your collogo life ?" Then speaking moro seriously, " The fact is, Allan, I found very Boon after you and I carno out of our cell, talking with men older and wiser than myself, and coming to seo tho other side of tho matter, that the ground we took on tho temperance question was extrome, and could not bo sustained. , After my marriage, and whilo I was looking about for a settlement, I spent a couple of months in my father-in-law's family, and I found a Christian minister, with large exporienco, and eminently successful in his profession, drinking wino moderately on festivo occasions, and in his family, and defending its use from the Bible. I mus' Bay I felt a'.httle shocked at first. I could not, quite understand it. I held my position as a teetotaller'for awhile, till ho made it clear tome that the Scripture doctrine is not total abstinence from intoxicating drinks ; that UB a rule of duty it is utterly'unknown in tto word, and, in fact,' condemned by Christian ethics. Ho presented the subject ¡to mo in such a different light, that my views were greatly modified and enlarged j but I was never quite oonvertcd till I became a Timothy to a good Fatóbr Paul, who, by timely counsel and skilful medical advice, dissipated my over-nice scruples, and cured my bodily ailments.
" My first year in the ministry was a pull. I wrote two sermons a week, and prepared a lecture besides. There WOB no end'to visiting, and funerals, and calls for extra duty. You know how it_ is, for you have had the samo experience, only you aro stronger" physically than I am. "Well, in tho midst of a vory precious revival, my old enemy, neuralgia, seized me. Night after night I did not close my "eyes
to sloop. The doctor did mo no good, for you soo my montai anxiety kopt up tho nervous excitement. Eather Willoughby carno out to soo mo in the midít of it. ' You want stimu- lants,' Baid ho ; and ho sent homo for a dozen bottles of old port, and somo Cognac brandy. Ho told mo to drink nil I could bear. 0 Allan, tho blossed relief from pain it brought mo ! In three dtiyo I was a woll mon, and ready for work. I know not what Paul's prescription did for Timothy, but I know my father in the gospel oured mo. It is but common justice to speak well of a bridgo that hoB carried you Bufoly ovo^ and wine has been a ' good oroaturo of God' to me. I come homo weary after the labors of tho Sabbath, and my sonso of fatiguo is mot niOBt ploasantly by a litllo alcoholio stimulant."
"But you aro not looking well, Louis," his friend eaid, gravely.
They had reached tho depot, and were pacing the platform, waiting for the train. There was good reason for tho rcmaik. Tho young minister's cheek was pole, and his step, in con- trast to tho quick, elastic tread of his companion, botokoncd languor or fatigue, and thoro was at times a tremulous motion in his mouth that ex- pressed great norvouB sensibility, if not woak
" I am perfectly well," ho said, hastily, " only tirod and overworked. Tho fatiguo of moving and settling my books and fuvuituro has been vory great, and lho excitoment of preaching to a now oongregutiou, composed of a vory diffor cl'uss of people from my othor parish, and the necessity of making now acquaintances, and ac- commodating ínyBolf to my portion hero, havo worn upon mo a little. When I got things ar- ranged to my mind, and tho machinery of my church in good running order, I shall bo all right again. Aud how goes tho world withcott, Allan ? Aro you Bottled to your mind ? Aro you going to like Grantley ? Havo you a pleasant boarding-placo ? you poor, lonely, old bachelor. By-the-way, you saw our little sister Graco at dinner. Docs sho look like the girl you usod to talk so much about that last year ia the seminary ?"
Allan Richmond blushed like a schoolboy. " Sho is very lovely," ho said, and stopped.
"You mention it as though it woro a subject for mourning and lamentation," said his com- panion.
"So it may bo to mo," ho said, "for it re moros mo and my hopes at an infinito distanco from her. Louis, how could I over droaui of «inning her?"
"ïou aro too modest, Allan. Why Bhould you not win her ns well as another? Sho will spend tho holidays with us. Shall wo BOO you in tho oily then ?"
'These woro parting words, Mr. Richmond springing on the cars, and exchanging a hurried good-bye with his friend after the train wos in
TUE OUÏ SlINISTEll's WIDE. Vnutod, a perfect lady.
Delicate, gentle, refined,
WitU r>vory beauty of person,
And every onclowniont of mimi ; Fitted by early cultnio
To move in fashionable life,
To shlno a gem In tho parlor,
Wanted, a minister's wife I
" AND now, mother, that this important dinner is cooked and eaton, and tho responsi- bility of superintending and presiding is off your mind, I supposo wo may claim a share of your attontion," said Francos Thoyor, Dr. Willoughby's oldest daughter, tho aftornoon of tho ministers' mooting doBcribod in tho proood ing chapter.
" It pnssod off very well," said Mrs. Wil- loughby, with a sigh of relief.
" Of course it did, mother. Your company dinners all pass off well. It is unaccountable to mo how so old a housekeeper us you uro can allow yourself to bocomo nervous over a dinner. Why, I entortuined BÍX dolegatos tho other day, when tho Sunday-school Convention mot in tho city, and it was very little trouble."
" Fraucos, you know nothing about it. With your woll-trained city servants, a markot just round the cornor, and a confeotioner in the noxt street, you haven't tho least idea what it is to got up a dinner in the country for a dozen hungry ministore, with only o groen servant girl to holp you. And, then, you have tho fooulty of taking things oasily. I boliovo you aro not as norvous
as most women."
Mrs. Willoughby looked with pardoDoblo prido as sha spoke, upon tho tal), handsomo young woman, who, richly dreBBod, eat in a negligent attitudo, with one elbow resting upon her mothor's work-tablo. Her figuro was full and rounded, thero was a healthy bloom upon hor ohcek and lip, her eyes, like her father's, wcro black and piercing, and her abundant hair WBB brushed fcarloesly back from a forehead that in breadth and outline was his own. Her sister-a young girl with a slender figuro, fair complexion, and blue eyes-though less striking in appoaranco, WUB not wanting in personal attractions, and the smile that dimpled hor checke and lit up her dove-like eyea mudo her at times very pretty.
" But I don't suppoBO," continued Mrs. Wil- loughby, a little fretfully, " that Louis invitcB half the company your father does. The doctor knows all the ministers in the country, and I oftou tell him ho is too hospitable I am suro our house is o perfoot hotel ; and I have done little for tho last twenty years but wait upon ministers,"
Mrs.Thayor laughed merrily.
" Well, mother, it is good buBÍncss," abo said, " and it doos not appear to have worn upon you. How well I remombor the travelling agents who uBed to ' put up * with us,'as thoy called it, though I'm suro wo ' put up ' with them, in entertaining them so long. There was good old father Scranton, you know, who always came out in the morning to put on his boots by tho kitchen fire, and watch Brother Willoughby's ' slirrin' gals,* as ho UBed to call Grace and mo, ' get breakfast ;' and Mr. Nash, who wn3 sure to drop in when we had a pioked up dinner, especially hash, as wo children said, because it rhymed with his name; and the minister with the gruff voice,.who ' ahemed ' the door open ; and the old bachelor minister with the hooked nose, by which we used to say, he could hang to the peach tree and pick with both hands,'and who served you such a mean trick, mother, when ho undertook to mark his shirts, and cpilled indelible ink on your bcBt chamber carpet, and then dragged the hearth- rug over it, instead of covering tho spot with a twenty dollar bill, as he should hare done. And,.oh! Grace, once when you woro a h'ttlo bit of »a .thing, you ran to meet me, exclaiming, 'Fanny, Fanny, wo bave ministers for_dmnor!' "
She laughed heartilyL at her reminiscences, her mother and Bister joining in hex merriment.
'"Fannyiit does me good to see you again,'
Mrs. Willoughby said. " You aro as lively as ever. Marrying a ministor, and f cling the responsibility of your position, havo not sobered you in tho least. Graco and I aro too qu'ot. Wo sit hero all day Uko a couplo of old ludios. But tell mo about your parish, dear. I havo uot seen you long enough to have a good talk sinoo tho installation. Do you uko the Wiliuot-etroot people as well as you expected? Is Louis happy?"
" Wo aro on tho wave, mother, you know," she returned. " The people quito worship their now ministor. I am afraid somolimos thoy will spoil him, thoy praise him BO openly ; and yet, perhaps, it is just tho oncourngomont LOUÍB noeds, for he is really morbid in his self-depreciation. Pooplo toll mo all ministoro uro low-spirited at times, but I nover remember to havo eeon futhor so discouraged und dishoarteuod as Louis fro queutly is."
" Your father has enjoyed perfect health all his life, my dear, and is vory calm and ocjuablo in his temperament, while Louis is oxeitablo and nervouB, and not physically strong."
"I know it, mother j and just now ho ¡B dreadfully ovorworkod. Ho says it will bo easier hy and by, whou ho is over this hard spot ; and I hope it will, for ho is laboring quito beyond his strength. Ho studies vory hurd. I beg him to uso his old sermons; but when ho
looks them ovor ho throws one after anothor
asido in disgust, and says ho has outgrown thom. It is a fact, thoy were written for a vory different class of pooplo. Mothor, wo havo tho most fashionablo congregation in tho city. People
from tho other churches flock to Wilmot-stroot. Last Sabbath ovoning, wo had Judge Huvding, and ox-Govornor Biuks, and lho Honorablo Mr. Wilder, and I don't know how many moro of tho first mon in tho city. Not an easy con- gregation to preach to, WOB it ? But my husband WOB equal to tho occasion, and ho did himself crodit ; but was so nervouB and excited aftortho effort, that he did not close his eyes to sloop till near morning ; and the noxt day carno the re- action.''
" Well, I suppose it cannot bo helpod ; but you must try to have him spuro himself all ho
" It is quito impossible, mother, at prosont. The poople aro continually making domands upon his timo that ha cannot resist. Thero is a grout deal of social life in tho Wilmot-Btroot church ¡ and just now wo oro having a round of parties. I enjoy thom cxcoedingly, but Louis complains that thoy absorb too much of his timo ; and tho heat and gluro of tho crowded rooms, and tho emull talk in which ho must join, unfit him for his work in tho study. And tho early part of tho weok ho is too languid and weary to writo ; and it often happens that his sermonisnot commenced till Thursday or Friday, and then he muBt drive night mid day to finish
" You must do tho boBt you can for bim, Francis, Seo that ho hos plenty of nourishing food, and takes exorcise regularly. If my father wore livi- g, ho would say, ' String him up with plenty of good port wino, and givo him three hours a day on tho back of a quiot pony.'
Futhor WUB one of tho old-fashioned doctors."
" He has no timo for horsobaok riding, mothor. Three hours a day, indood ! Ho Boarooly has half-an-hour ho can call his own. Why, you will hardly boliove it, but ho declared that ho could not spond timo to attond this mcoting at his fathor's house ; but I insisted upon his coining. Ho is drinking tho wine futhor WOB so kind as to solid him, and it ia doing him good."
That ovoning, whon Dr. Willoughby and Mr. Thayer joined tho family group, tho dootor said,
" This college friond of yours, Louis, this
"Richmond, fathor," Buid his youngost daughter.
"Yes, Richmond,-so it is, dear, I am getting lo bo an old mnn in my memory of naniCB."
" Graco Booms to hnvo no difficulty in rcculliiig tho name," said hor brothor, a littlo misohiov ously.
" I havo heard it too afton from my own lips," eho ropliod.
" What woro you about to Bay, futhor ?" snid Louis Thayer.
" That ho appears to bolong to the intonso school. Ho is vory ultra in his views, is ho not, my sou ?" , ;
"On tho temporáneo question, yea. Riohmond is a capital follow-frank, outspoken, wholo eouled, and generous to a fault. He was tho best Boholar in His claBs, and would have boon vory popular but for those peouliar notions that
ho thruBte into notice on oil occasions."
"How very disagreeable!" suid Frances Thayer. " I detest a man of one idoa ; and it seomB worse in a ministor than in anyono oleo. Tho young man who supplied Wilmofc-strcot before you preached for thom, LOUÍB, did you know ho was euch a person? Mrs. Barstow told mo that ho oponly insulted a friond of horB in hor own parlor, hy rofusing n glass of wine sho offered him at a social gathering, doing it in such a eolomn, dieagrccablo way, as to draw tho attontion of tho wholo company, and CUUBO hor to fcol almost as though sho had committed a sin in providing wine for her guosts."
" I hopo your friend will not be BO indiscreet as to oarry his ultra VÍOWB into his now pulpit," said Dr. Willoughby. " Ho will work miBohiof if ho docs. I know all about thut Grantley church. Thero are two or three influential mon thoro, ongagod in tho liquor trade, and the sub- ject will net bear touching. It is the last placo for a man with radical views on the temporáneo question."
" You may depend upon it, fathor, that Richmond will preuoh, and talk, and pray tomperanco, wherovor ho is," said Louis Thayer.
" Then he will find himsolf in hot water very soon," said the old gentleman, " and ho will croato a division of feeling that will greatly injuro that churoh. It is a pity ; for thoy aro not strong enough to endure a Btorm. I was in hopeB that after all their candidating, they had secured a good minister."
" And so thoy have, father," said Mr. Thayer, warmly. " Allan Richmond was my dearest friond in college, and my classmate in tho semi- nary. He is a good preacher, and will mako a faithful, hard-working, pastor. Como, Fanny, it is after 9 o'clock, and wo havo thrco miles to ride." ,
Sho roBO reluctantly.
" Why not remain, and drive over in tho morning ?" the mother asked.
"I cannot leave my babies, mother," Mrs Thayer said..
" And I cannot., leavo my sermon,", said hor jhusbandl i ,,'"'. " *. ¡'
I When the "carriage was at the dóo'r,'and*tb.8
young minister was Bhaking hands with his fathor-in-law, Mrs. Willoughby said ¡
" Doctor, you havo not forgotten tho wine, I hopo !"
" All right, my door j it's packed away iu a basket under the scat. Only half-a-dozen bottles of old sherry," he roplied to the young man's fuint rcmonstranco. " I flatter inysolf it's a better articlo thau you know how to find in tho city ¡ nud my wife says you neod it. A lillie ' for tho stomach's sake,' you know, my son,-ha, ha!"
" Good Fathor Paul," said Louis Thayer to his wife, as thoy drove from tho door ¡ "ho nioaiiB I shall not lack for Timothy's modioino."
"Fathor is vory thoughtful and gonorous," she replied. " But, O Louis, I havo such a pioco of news to toll you. Who do you think is paying attention to Graco ?"
" The new Eohool-toaohor, perhaps, or Deacon Riloy's oldest son. Ho walled homo from church.with hor the Sabbath I exohaugod with your fathor."
"Nonsense! you know Graco would not think of oithcr of them. Louis, it is Mr, Lan- don, tho lawyer."
" What ! Horaco Landon ? You don't mean it."
" Yos. I know you would bo surprised. Ho is ono of the first lawyers in tho city, and vory woulthy, you know, for ho has inherited all h¡B father's monoy."
" But ho is too old for Grace."
" Oh, no Mothor saya ho is not muoh ovor forly, and I am suro ho is quito young-looking. And, Louis, think of tho position it will givo Graco. How delightful to havo her near us, living in Buch Btylo ! Mothor is vory muoh ploasod."
" You spoak as if it woro a sottlod thing,"
" Well, so it is, or at loust very nearly BO. HO bus askod father's permission to pay hie ad dressos ; and mothor saya Graco ovidontly likos
" Is it posBiblo Father Willoughby approves
" Certainly, Louis,-why not ? IB it not in every respecta deBÍrablo match?"
" I cannot say what Horaco Landon is now,'« ho roplied, grovoly t " but when I know him in collogo ho was an infidel. Ho WUB much older than inysolf. I was not acquaiutod with him personally. I did not caro to know bim. Ho lind tho natno of being a brilliant, witty follow, fascinating in appoaranco and manners, flush with monoy, and drow around bim a cirolo of jouug mon, who guiuod uo good by tho com- panionship. Ho gave wino-partics, and his room was full of infidol hooke, whioh ho oirou lutcd. Ho was considered ono of tho most dangerous men in college. You surprise mo very much, Fanny!"
" You know him years ago, Louis," eho snid. " Men chango thoir viows, you know. Dopond upon it, it is all right, or fathor would not havo given his consent."
" Poor Richmond !" said Mr. Thayer.
" And why poor Richmond ?" olio nskod in surprise. " Whot has ho to do with it?"
"Ho snw Graco for tho first timo .ono coin
moncomont dny, years ago, mid was greatly plcnsod with her 5 indood, 1 muy call it love at first Bight: but ho was poor, and in debt, and BIIO was very young, no confidod his hopes of ono dny winning hor, to mo, and I um suro ho has nover abandoned thom ; foi- ho displayed a great deal of feeling when I spolie of hor to-day. It is awkward too ; for, of course, I know nothing of this, und rallied him about hor, and I Btipposo gavo bim some oncourngemont."
" A poor country minister!" said Franoes Thnyor, rather disdainfully. " Graco can do
botter than that."
" My dour, hor Bister married a poor country minister," ho said, mimicking hor tone.
"TOB; and ho would bo just that to-day," sho rejoinod, "woro it not for a wifo who was ambitious to seo hiin in a position he is in every respect qualified to fill."
" ludoed 1 That word position is a groat favorito of yours, Fanny."
And you donot givo it aufiloiont importance," BIIO ropliod. " I really boliovo, Louis, that you somotimes rcgrot loaving that small parish among tho hills for a fashionable church in a growing city."
Ho mado iior no roply; but touching his horso Bmarlly with the whip, tho Bpirited animal carried thom over tho ground at such a pace as to givo no further opportunity for con-
" You will not go to your study to-night," BIIO said, whon thoy Btoppod at thoir own door in tho city. " It is lato, and you oro tirod."
" Thoro ¡B no oBcapo, Fanny. Tho Bormon muBt bo written."
Ho drove his horso to the Btablo, and, return- ing, wns going upstairs to IIÍB study, whon his wifo called him from tho nurBory door.
" At loast you muat stop long onough to say good-night to the baby," sho said, when ho oboynd her summons. " Soo, tho little follow is wido awake. Hero, tako your boy." For tho child was making frantic efforts to escape from hor armB,-" and look at Evorott in his orib, and toll mo if thero aro two as noblo children to bo found in tho city to-night."
Ho took tho infant, and, roBtinghis palo chook against ita little roBy faco, enjoyed for a moment tho quiet of this domestic scono ¡ thon ho went away woarily to his study.
A ' elown-onst ' Yanko«, lank anil long,
' Cuto ' of band and ' glib ' of tongue
" DOOTOB," said Mrs. Willoughby one day, " you muBt havo another talk with Dan. Ho is getting into bad habita again. He leaves hie work overy forenoon to go down to BriggB* saloon for a dram. You really must attend to it, Doctor, immediately. Your lost talk kept him steady for a long time."
Dan Taylor was Dr. Willoughby's man. Besides a largo garden, whioh was his particular pride and delight, the minister owned a fow acros.of cultivated land, and some wood-lund a milo out of tho village Through the spring and summer montliB Dan was busy oa the farm, and in winter thoro WOB wood to bo drawn and pro pared for family UBO, tho horse, and cow, and pigs to be cared for, and various odd jobs to bo
dono about the house. It was ulso ono of his duties to drive tho Doctor-whoso eyesight waa beginning to fail him in tho night-to his evening meetings in the outer districts of the town ; and as he had lived in tho family several years, proving himself to bo honest, faithful, and obliging, he had gradually become quito an im- portant personage in tho establishment.
Bat Dan had one serious fault: ho loved .whisky, and ho would drink it. Not to excess, "for Ma Yankee prudence and Dr. Willoughby's
counsels and reprimands kept him within at boundB ¡ but his stono bottle was snugly stowod hi away in tho hay-mow, or under tho corn-crib 5 ut and about 11 o'clock in lho forenoon, Dan wna su euro io como to tho well for a drink of wator.
His stay nt tho well «ns short, his visit to th the barn or corn-crib longor, and ho gonorully D returned to his work with 0 beaming fuce. But
latterly a smnll restaurant and driuking-saloon li at tho corner of the street, a fow rods from Dr.
Willoughby's door, whero boforo tho middlo of I' tho day half a-tlozon loafora woio suro to bo gi louuging, ofl'orod stronger attractions to Dan m than his plnco of secret indulgence ¡ boneo Mrs, g( Willoughby's request. p,
"You really must attend to it immediately," dr sho ropoated.. "Pooplo aro beginning to talk, ht und lYoudor you allow it lo go on." a,
" Scud Dan to tho study when ho has hud his f0 dinner," said the ministor. be
Now, when Mrs. Willoughby dolivoied tho ti, message, Dan nudoi-Blood perfectly what was so coming, for it waa by no moans tho first timo ho gc had beon suiumonod to tho doctor's prosonca to u( rocoivo a locturo upon tompoi-unco, but ho to nnsworod with eroat aloctity :
" Wnnts to BOO mo, doos ho, for somothin' di potiaulur ? Wal, I'll slick up u lectio, and go m right up thoro." be
Ho went to tho kitchen glass, pulled up his of shirt-collar, tiod his cotton huudkorohiof,
and brushed his long side-locks till thoy woro " plastered tight to his lank chooks, then with u
bold step ushered himself into his master's se presence. Tho minister pushed back his ohuir 01 from IIÍB desk, und doliberatoly luid asido his al glasBos. at
" Sit down, Daniel," suid ho ; "I want u w littlo conversation with you." th
Dau dropped his hat on the floor, and de- be positod himself carefully on tho edge of a ohuir, A
" Yes, sir," suid ho. " Miss Willoughby, sho ai jost told mo, and eoz I to Katie, ' I'll bot my old pn jack-knife,' soz I, ' tho doctor wanta to consult
with mo 'bout that coow ho's BO farco to buy di ovor to Swansoy's.' Wal, yostorday, you know, V\ I was a-huulin' wood,-whon you kin sparo fivo so minutes, doctor, jcBt slop out nn' look at that aro lu stick o' hickory. It's good timber, and no mis- in take',-wal, I found I bud an hour o' daylight hi to spar, an' I loft my team in Whito's ehod, an' tr footed it over to Swansoy's, for, sez I, ' I may us di well havo 11 look at that crittur myself, or as Uko at ns not tho dootor'll git shaved,' sez I ; folks dow ee uko to cheat ministore, and thoy know a Bight lu moro 'bout Bernions than thoy do 'bout coows. lu No offence, doctor. Every niau to his trade,
you know. Don't you romombor how you an' se I worked over that stove-pipo in Miss Wil- ki loughby's beet ohurnibor, an' couldn't moko tho
jinta fit nohcow, an' you blisterod yer hundo, an' ii got sut in yor eyes, an' I rammed my head ugin v tho ohimbly, trying to find tho pesky bolo, nn'
aitor a spell both on us gin cout, an'I went li doown tor tho tin shop, un' up coules a smart b littlo Irish fuller. Crackoy! if thom jinta p didn't Blip inter euch other us slick as grouse», an' jost IIB limp und liinbor as nn injin- rubbor stovo pipo! 'How did yor dow't ?' soz I. Ho squinted nt mo kinder droll-like, an' sez ho, ' Dan Taylor for workm' 11 farm, Put Merritt
for puttin' up Btovo-pipes, und tho HiverondDr. p AVilloughby fur pruohiu' tho Gospel.' J
"But I wiiB ti-going tor tell jor'bout thut ccow. Don't you buy her, dootor. ' What,' BCZ I to Swunooy, ' jorhiiint got lho fnco,' BCZ I, to imk u hundred un' fifteen dollui-s for that uro heifer oulf ?' so/. 1. 'Hoifor calf 1' sez ho, biliu' mad, ' sho's u threo-ycar-old coow, puro Aldornoy bruod, and gives thirtcon quurts o' milk a day.' ' I don't kor nothin' ubout yer Alderney breed,'
sez I¡ 'I ken tell u good coow when I BOO hor, ft and this oro stinted, hulf-starvod beast uintwuth } hor koopin'. Thirtcon quurls o' milk a day !' fe sez I ¡ ' abo uint got milk enough in hor bag this
niiiiit to make gruel for a sick grasshopper. I BJ wurn't mined on 11 dairy flinn up in Vormouut
for nothin,' sez I. Wul, Unit's the 'pinion I y como to 'bout Swanooy's Aldornoy coow. I shan't ehui'goyou nolhin' for't doctor."
" I did not Bond for you ubout tho cow, Dun, though I mu glud you looked at hor, but-"
" Wal, now, dootor, I ax yer purdon for fe uitomiptin' of yor, but whilo I'm n-tulkin' jost lot mo toll yor a uoat thing tho buy horso dono t'other dny."
Prido in IIÍB bay horso WUB Dr. Willoughby^ woaknoss, and ho could not dony himsolf tho gratification of hearing lho story.
" Tho duy all thom miniators was hore to I dinnor," euid Dun, " thero waa a BHUI feller, with | long har,-he's settled over in Barton. I don't roinenibcr his numo,-you know who I moun, doctor ?"
" Tho Rov. Mr. Rowley ?" eaid Dr. Wil- loughby.
" Yes} Rowley or Rowdy, or somo sieh nnmo. Wal, that man kop' up a grout fuss ovor hie IIOBB nil day ; kop' a-hungin' round tho barn, 1111' pcokin' into tho stable, and gin mo hie orders aa though I didn't understand my bizncsB. Wal, whon I was hilchin' up for him to start away, I loolod tho crittor ovor, to soo what thor was so toppin' 'bout him. ' Thcro's a boss for yor,' soz Mr. Rowdy."
" Rowley, Dan, Rowloy."
" Wal, Rowloy or Rowdy j it don't moko no odds. ' There's a horso for yor," sez ho ¡ 'good color, fino oyo, hoad up ¡ what dow yor think of him ?' ' Fair,' sez I. Thon I fetched out Charley. I WUB only woitin' for tho com- pany to go, 'foro I went down tho Barton Road to fotoh up that parcel o' books tho stago loft for ye. ' What dew yer think o' him i" eoz I. ' Oh, he looks Uko a good fumily liosa,' soz he -, ' no fancy 'bout him.' ' No,' BCZ I, ' Dr. Wil- loughby don't beliovo in ministers koopin' fancy horses.' I was kinder riled, yo FOO ¡ but I never said another word 'bout the IIOBB. Thinks I, if a man that protends to know anything 'bout a IIOBB onn't BOO that animal's good pints, I uint tho chap to lot oi 'bout 'cm, Why, sir, for depth of chest, doun head, sharp ears, and strong quartcre, that feller's boast couldn't hold a candle to our Oharloy. But as I told yor, I never said another word about tho boss, an' ho driv' off up town, an' I finished hitchin up Charley to tho light waggon, an' started down the road. I driv' along kinder loisuroly, and fuBt I know thoro como clattering past that [ Rowdy."
" Don," said Dr. Willoughby, " if you cannot call tho gontloman by his right name, you need not tell your story."
" Why, bov I got it wrong agin ? Woll, I ' allora did disremember nameB. I ax your par
din, doctor ¡ I'll call him parson artor this, then * I'l be sure an' git it right, though I say for't ho
didn't look much like a parson that time, with his long hair a-flyin'an' his ooat tulls a-streumin' I oout behind. ' That's yor gamo, is it ?' sez I.
Oharloy didn't 'pear to like it nullica, but begun to step a lectio high, I kep' him easy till wa
and if Dan's object in tolling it was to softon his asperity, and molino him to look favorably upon his servant's ofionccs, ho was ominontly
" But Miss Willoughby said yoou had eomo thing poiticulur to say to mo, doctor," said Dun, with o demuro fuco.
" Ye«, Dun, I want a little Borious conversa lion with you"
"Wal, now, lhat'B emus-oint it, doctor? I've bon tlunkin' for BOIUO tiuio I'd ought tor git lohgion on' jmo tho church 'Forô my old mothu ched, sho MUS nllors hilkin' pious to mo Sez sho, ' Dnnj c1, you aro a havin' blessed piiMlcges' ecz sho, ' ii hvin' rito undor tho drippin'a of tho eanctuarv, you won't noior hoi sich unothor ohunoo agin, niebbo,' sez sho , au' I think so myself, dootoi, only yer know a fellci'fl nllors a stu\ in' it oil But my mind has boon uncommon solemnised lately. Tho hist timo you bola n lneotin' in Biighton dcoBlnct, it Booma I WU9 kinder hftod right up, mid felt good nil o\er, but there, dootor, thoro can't uobodj listen tor j eour pi oaohin'without bein'
"Dun," saul Mr Willoughb), giuvoly, " you disturbed tho solemnity of that mooting vory much bj improper conduct, which, if you had boon youisulf, you would not havo been guilty
" Mo disturb tho moolin' '" ho oxclainiod " Oh, doctor, what did I do?"
" What did you do? In tho first piuco, j ou sot nil the young pooplo tittering by sitting donn on a chair, which, if jon had had your oyos about you, j ou Mould have Been was broken, and so Bared youisclf an uwkniird tumble , und when you woro down, you lny, spruwled out on tho floor hko n gi oat fiog for ii full minute, boforo j ou hud sonso onough to pick yourself up And you Bang through youl nose hoiribly, Bli, and whee/ed and sighed all tho orouiug like a pair of cruckod bellows "
" Wal, noow, doctor, how waB I to know tho dumbed old ohcor hadn't got but tinco legs? What dow thoy want tow leave Bioh a thing sottin' up agin tho wnll for? An' I toll you, it hurts a mun o' my hoft to como down caBwuok m a Billin' posture on lho floor. I'd hko to havo somo o' thom gals that emokorod so at me try it onco Au' us for Bingin' through my noso, doctor, yoi kuow I lmvo a totoli o' the cutarrh, and I allon WUB phtlnsikj. But yor BOO I »as BO oncommon oveicomo Unit night that I didn't hardly know whut I waa about. I ax yer pardon humblj, do tor, for distill bin' tho moolin' "
" Don't try to put nie oil with uny such non- sense, Dun. You woro half tipsy, and you
know it "
| Dun lift i d both hands, and eciowoil his fuco
into an oipiOBSion of injured ninoccnco thut was viry ludioious
" Ncow that cuts mo right to tho heart," ho suid. " Thero unit nothin' BO hard to boar as to bo ucoused wiongfully " Thon, putting on a sanctimonious air, " Wal," enid he, " lt'u a oomfoit lo think I mut the fiiBt mau folkB haB thought hud got a lucilo too much nbaaid, when ho was full o' another kind o' Bpcout 1'or whon those good men's tongues »us n minim'so glib m lho day o' Pentecost, pooplo stiiiidin' round thought they woro drunk By the way, doctor, unit that ii good pint to liiuko agin tho teetotallers?-for, so/ Potor, BOZ he, ' tliOBo mo not druukon, IIB JO suppose, scorn's it'o but lho third hour of tho day,' IIB much IIB lo siij, if'twas lalor, hko IIB not thoy would bo} un' yor BCO that's good common BaiiBo, foi unions u felloi's a rogolur sol, ho mut a gom to git high ufoio 9 o'olook in tho nioriiin' "
"Daniel, I'm ufiuid it inakoo lory littlo dif- ference to you whethoi it's morning 01 ovoning You had been drinking whisky, sit, that nnjit, foi I stnolt j our brouth "
" Dootor, I don't don) I tuk a couple o' lnrgo Bpunfulfl 01 BO, ]CBI aforo wo started, to keep oout the oold It waa nn iiwful blusterm' night, j or know, an' aitor I' inloliod up, an' nus a waitui' for you, MIBB Wille) by, sho como out with it tuinblei, un' sho got a loollo hot wutor, uu' ii lump o' whilo Biigur, an' a spiinkliti' o nutmeg, au' thinks I, Bho's lix III' up Bomothin' foi tho doalor, to koop his maules wann , und I coaxed ICutio to get mo a toucup und some brown sugar, an' I hud u loollo whisky I koop in tho houso foi oohoy opella I'm Bubjoot tow,
un' I mudo a little wurm »Ung, und it dono ino I | u Bight o' good Noow, that's tho hvin' truth
us sure aa I'm ii sinner, an' I'm fiLo to oonfess thoro couldn't bo nothin' suioi. Wal, noow, doctor, jost answoi moonoquoBtion Don't you think spoonts is a bloesin' ?"
" Thoy aro u blosBin' that is tornbly abused by aonio pooplo, Daniel."
"I say foi't doctoi, if you ain't up and gin lho vory unawor Deacon Selovv gin to Obudiuh Biddlo whon ho was 'pinted by tho church to donl with tho old man You soo Obadiuh was a good, consiBtont Ohristam, but ho would got slowed 'bout every other day in lho wook So thoy 'pintod Doacon Below to go an' hav' a talk with lum Wul, ho wont over ono moram', an' found tho old man dozm' aforo tho kitchen firo ' Toko a dram, deacon,' ac/ ho, when ho'd got roused up. ' Wal, yes,' BIZ tho deucon, ' I don't kel if I do. I un't iigm a drum when a body wants it ' ' Deacon Solow,' says Brothor Biddlo, whilo llioy was a Bippin', ' Don't you think Bpoorsts is a blossin' ?" (An', dootor, if you 1 didn't gin tho doueon's unswor pst noow coner
moBt word for word, inj nomo ain't Dan 'Taylor ) 1 ' Spccnts ia a blosson',' sez tho deacon, BOZ ho
' that Bomo on us abuses ' ' Wal, ncow, doueon,' ser Brothor Bibble, ' who dew you think abuses tho blcBBin'?' 'Biothor,'se/Deacon Selow, IIB Bolo inn as tho gruvo, 'folks talk,-don't you think sometimos, Brother Biddlo, you drink tow much ?' ' Wal, it's hard to say, deacon ,
got ulong to that clean Bfrctch o' road between boro an' Wluto's. ' Noow, Charley,' sez I, ' lot him pul hiB funoy article alongside o' tho doctor's family hoss ' Dootor, I'd gin my Sunday Buit if you'd seen that rucc. I allora told yor Churloy was a tiotter. I never soo a IIOBB jitshupcd as ho is,-largo bohmd, wide utiflca, an' muBclcs oreopm' oloar down most to tho hock jint, that warn't a good roadster, but como to BCO him alongeido of a trained runner, I'm freo to own the Row-tho pureon's beoBt dono well,-1 behoved in him moro'n over (I'll toll yo what, doctor, if yeou'll givo mo tho traimn' of him for six months, I'll put him on the course next Soptembor, an' if ho don't dew IIIB milo ia 2 30, my name ain't Dan Tuylor )
" Wal, thoy kop' alongeido of each other a spoil, then tho bay gavo Ina heud a httlo toEs, ae muoh as tor say, ' Como, wo'vo had enough o' this, an' put out thoso legs o' his'n, and wont by OB easy as jou'd outwalk a three year old child. I looked back (I knew it was saucy, dootor, but I couldn't help it noways), an' put my thumb up side o' my nose."
Dr. Willoughby enjoyod tho story intensely ;
sometimes I've thought I was a-drinkin' too much, an' then agin I worn't sure. What is
man ? A poor worrum of tho dust. So I left . it for tho Lord to Bay whether I was a-goin' too far in spoerits. I put tho wbolo 'sponsibility onter Him. I prnyoel, ef I was a-drinkin' too muoh, for Him to tuko away my oppetito for epoorits. I've prayed th-it pray three times, an' Ho hain't dono it. So now, Doucon Selow, I'm much obleogcd to you, but jo seo I'vo cleared mjsolf of lho 'spousibility-'"
Horo Katio rushed into tho room. " Shuro an' there's a big hog in the door-yard," she cried, " rootin' up nil lho scrubbory."
Dun WUB off Uko a shot, und for that timo escaped his lecture.
[TO HE COMTINUMX]
IN what month do ladies tulk tho loast ? February ¡ it boing tho shortest month.
A BOOK ontitlud "Lectures to married mon" has npponrod. Huv'n't thoy enough already?
A " inna " that is always popular with the
ladies-The " dress " cirolo.
DONK Bnow.x-" Mamma," said a littlo boy, who lind brou sont to dry u towel beforo tho Oro,
" is it dnno whon it'a brown ?"
MAIUPAOTOIIS.-Tho criminal OIOBB is mascu- lino, siiico milli nluno can proporly be culled tho »Mii/e-fuotora of tho community,
Fou MEN OB MKTTLK.-An iron will, a silvery voioo, plenty of brass, mid u littlo tin, aro 8.re to moot with guidon opinions.
TIMK oi> PATIIINOB.-When your hat blows off in the street, and yuur oyes uro too full of dirt to seo which way it goes.
IN what wny does u lady treat a mon Uko a tolofccopo?-When sho draws him out, looks him through, mid then shuts him up.
A SAOS suya it is »Ith buoholurs us with old wood-it is hurd to got thom Blurted, but whon thoy do lake ilunio (hoy burn prodigiously,
" Omi Own Lunutio" aays tho London parks and gordons must hu nn audioes source of quar- relling, us thoro is always nilling about thom.
THDMM.-A dispute as to «hut WUB trumps waa settled by one geiilloninn turning up u spailo, and violently Bunting his opponent lliorowith.
DOUBLY BLKSV.-Said a youngster in high gloe, displuying his purchases to a bosom friond in tho streot, "Two cucouuuts fur fiveponco. Thut will inuko mo ill to-morrow, and I won't huvo to go to school."
WENWUI.L i'liir.Liva, in illustrating tho pre cooity of tho Yutikuos, suya, "Put an Amorican baby, six mont Its old, on his fuot, and ho will iiitiiiodiatoly say, ' Mr. Chuirinuu,' und call the
nexl cruello to order.
IÎAIILY KNOWN.-" Pompoy," nuki a gentío mau to his servant, "I diel not know until to- day that you wero whipped lust week." " Did'nt you, nin8Bu?" replied Pompey, " I-I knowed it just the lim» it occurred."
llAZAimoua !-Iliirbuml : "If cook isn't punctual today, love, give her a good-blow hor up wolli"-Wifo: "My de-ur Charles! Well, will you cuni« anil stund behind tho door willi )Our lifu-pmserver ?"
1IAM> CAUI:.-"Muthor," said tho lad, ÍB it wrong to break eggshell»?" " Cortainly not, my duur," le-plli-cl tho mother ¡ " but what do you ask such silly questions for?" " Bucuuso I've just dropped tho liuskut with all tho eggs in it," ho replied.
THE LAST WOK«.-A thiok-hondod Bquiro, being worbtoil by Sydney Smith in au argument, took bia revenge by exclaiming, " If I hud a son who wns un iiliot, hy ileno I'd multi) him a parson I" " Very probably," replied Sydney ; but I seo your father WUB of a different mind!"
Booie or Binna.-A work whioh moy bo imagined to bo ono of some intoreat in un or- nithological point of view ia announced by MUBBI'S. Chapman und Hull. It appears undor tho tillo of " Mubul llorón," hy F-dwurd Pea- cock. Fancy u Peacock tho biogruphor of a
" MAII.F.U "-An Irislnnuri wont into a shop, and, Buys ho, " Did you put into tho papor you wiintocl a mun, sin?" "Yiw," enid lho shop keeper ¡ und I distinctly Bluled ull applications nuiBt bo mullo by niiiill" "Au' faith un' it's tncBolf that's u mulo, BUI-O," BUÍCI Put, and ho
A Tiitn: Pjiii.naopiiEit.-PhiloBophors aro mudo of just sueh mon us i ho one whom tho wind robbed of hi« lint i-econtly. Ho didn't ulinsei it ull. Ho simply upproprialcd the cover inir of lho louelcBt luughur nour him, and ul tho sumo (¡mo folahing lum a biow thut mudo his
FAIIH IN Duvui.oi'MHNT.-Fond Mothor (at Lliu Mihi ia Burrnoki.) i "How well our Joo do ii, don't ho? Look I I believe he'll boa gcnorul Boino day!" Fathor: "Shouldn't wondor at ull, my dour ! Why, I've hoorcil IIB Field Marshal tho grout Dook o' Wollin'tou hiu-self wua on'y a
liiBliinun onc-o ! 1! .'
IT lina iilwitys beon ii myetory to us whoro all tho Billillie uomo from ¡ but, whilo viBiling a country town, lho mutter wus salinfuotorily ox pluinod by tho uppouruueo of u largo B gil ovor Ibu door of u fuclur), with tho unnounoomont that this wuu lho " Smith Manufacturing Oom puny."-American Paper.
CiiAiiwiB Vox once received a Bovoro looturo ubout IIÍB exlrnvugiinco from hie futhor, who concluded by baying ho wondered IIÍB son could enjoy a momenc'a repuse, when hu coiiBÍdcrod lho immunso sumí ho owod. '.' Dour mo, sir," replied Churlos, "you shouldn't wonder at that ; but ruthor how my credit ora can."
WHAT WIHJ HU nn WITH IT ?-A lady who lovod Bulwer entered ti bookshop in tho country just as ono of tho mon hud killed u largo rat. "I with to seo 'Wliut will Ho do with It,'" iiuid sho to u hoy behind tho counter. " Well," ouid tho boy, " if you'll slop to the window, you will probably soo him sling it into tho gardon."
MUSICAL PiiiiNOiiBNON.-Thoy huvo a phe- nomenon in KIIIIBIIH who omi whistle und laugh ut tho sumo time. Thoy uro quito proud of him au tho first development of musical genius in that region. Ho hu» boon giving ooneorts in ii lout, and lho dooikcopor Bhoota ovoryhody who Blunda outoido tryiug to hour tho show for nothing.
LEI'I; iNaiuDOTiONS.-A gontlomau was in treaty with a boraodoalor for tho purchase of u maro, but could not ugrco by ¡C10, Next morn- ing, however, ho huotoned to tho Bluble yard, where tho first person ho mot was tho groom. "Master up, Joo?" suid ho. "No j master bo doad," Buiel Joo ¡ " but ho loft word for you to huvo tho maro."
FABIUONAULK Doas,-Tbo following inquiry recently appeared in tho pages of u contempo- rary : " Will anyone really woll ¡nformod on tho Bubjeat bo good enough to toll mo whether a
malo pug dog's tuil must curl to (ho right? I ' know that a foinulo pug's should cortainly curl to lho loft, but cannot find out if thora is a de- cided rule about tho malo pug."
AKT AH» NAT DHU.--A colobratod Bingor, Madamo Lo Rochois, was giving to a younger companion ia urt eomo instructions in the tragic churactor of Modea, which BIIO was about to sustain. " Inspiro yourself with tho situa- tion," said sho ¡ " fanoy yoursolf in ,tho poor womon's placo. If you wero dosortod by a lover whom you adored, what would you do ?" Tho reply waa us unexpected IIB it waa in gonuouB i " I should look out for unothor."
TAKING IT COOLLY.-An Englishman an a Gorman wero travelling together in a diligeuco
and both smoking. Tho German did all in his . powor to draw his companion into conversation,
but to no purpose ; ut ono moment, ho would, > with u Buperubundanco of politeness, apologise , for drawing his uttention to tho foot thal the
ash of his cigar hud fallen on his waistcoat, or' a spurk wus enduugering his ncokerohiof. At
length tho Englishman exclaimed, " Why the ' dickens can't you leave me alone? Your coat toil has been burning for tbo last ton minutée, but I didn't bother you ubout it."
Tun negroes huvo now a paper to themsolves, published ut Free Town, sierra Leon, and called the Negro. It has been sturted with tho object of supplying eomo regular and reliablo medium
for tho disuu*siuii ol such questions, commercial, - agricultural, eduuutiouul, anet rohgious, us ure - intimately connected witli tho proper growth ') and dovclopmout of tho'negro poople. leis to - bo hoped that this now ventura may succeed. It i
i ought to do-so. liii woll upin-local and ; I general politics, and has,the ' Saiureiau. Äecieio' - ' and < Pali ¡dall Gazette ' at ita finger s ends.