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HENRY SMELSOR, RICHMOND‘HILLAND YONGE ST; GENERAL ADVERTISER yr“ quâ€"NWW FORTHE OUNTY OF YORK SEAFORTH, C. W P. A. SCOTT, Mouldings ch. J. l). EDGAR. R. GRAHAME Blinds, Sheeting, 39-h l-tl‘ 22 A Kentuckian advertises for the return of various articles of value; bestowed as free gifts upon friends when whisky induced a liberal mood. One of the compositors of the Toledo Blade office having got married, the en- thusiastic local says, in a complimentary notice, Joe never did Shirk a lean’t'ake l The girls of Northampton have been send- ing a bachelor editor a. boquet of tansy and wormwood. He says he don’t oé.reâ€"â€"he’d rather smell that than matrimony. The editor ofa. Western Democratic paper says : “ To the many inquisitive friends who want to know how far we are gomg up Salt River, we make this general reply, ‘Yuba Dam.’ ” The barns are bigg’d wi’ stane or fir. The knout and kye can safely stir, Ben rouu’ the barn or byre. The barnies trot at mouy a leil, The lasses teeze the woo’ at‘wheel, While cracks the trimmer fire. Iv’e tauld you muchâ€"could tell you mair, What all you wilie wives could steer, In teens or countrysiie. My muse maun duke her soaring wing, And stint her lay to let you sing,1r We a’ mean here to hide. It is estimated that twenty seven tons of paper per day are used in Paris byjounmls, reviews and pamphlets. The London Times uses eleven tons of paper a. day. In Paris, the salaries of editors are said to be in the inverse proportion to the work done. One is mentioned who visits his office an hour every alternate day and gets $6,000 salary. We’ve orchards cramne’d wi’ apples ‘red, Green, yellow, pinkâ€"0’ every shade, To drabble every mow! We’ve melons, pumpkins roun’ and speck’ld7 We’ve tatties, maize, all weel described, In books o‘clear eneuch. The prisoners in the Welland jail are ex- lshowed signs of a speedy change pensive on molasses. For the six months ’ for the worseâ€"that I had not“ been up to the end of September. the Count Y 1 ‘ Council have had to pay for 115 gallons, lame to get down to Old cafizyibfor being about half a pint per day for each 'mree or four (1?),5' be‘zmg prisoner. my first opporlumty, I dressed my- Then let nn.’ mnn disjasket grieve; For he’s done well his heme to leave, And bring the strappin youth.» The land is fillâ€"the rivers wimple, The Wlld vine roun’ the beeches buckle For these ye’ll hue in routh. NW ye who’ve crossed the burly tide, Wi’ families and freens to hide, Attend me while I say ; Ye’re placed by heaven’s richest blessing, Upon a neuk it’s worth possessing, And ye may frisk tlns day. A year now gene it pleased the state, To change this hintrae’s name and dateâ€" Fme Canada‘s Dominion. It’s heallht'u’ work to plough and fell The stalwart trees in winter snell, Preparing for Springs motion. Our Government, with wise intent, Will gie ye lan’ to your content, . In name of wife or lad. That eallnnt risin’ in his teens. Will fudge fu’ fain as ower he leans, The pennies of his dad. They a’ declare the kintme’s wide, The lift is clearâ€"the river big; The mereswine here might swirl. But maul what lakes and cedar shaws, What bonnie iracks to keep the haws, When autumn makes them twirl. There’s wealth ’0 water surely here, For mauu and beest and this will cheer Us as we mudge to West. The rigs are green-~4le blue birds. Sing‘ The beech and maple own the spring. Wi’ mailen we’ll be blest. I’ve time to hear my bonnie bairns, The deil 0’ Scotch and English yarns; For ilka. nation clatters. 0’ freens anllfoesâ€"things new and auld} If I could speir I’d soon be bauld, To learn the gabe letters. Come thrifty housewife ruse at last, Wi’ goods and gear we’ll face the blast That’s roarin’ roun’ the bield. The bairns are racing for their claes, We now must leave the bonnie braesâ€" Nae mair to friendship yield. Cauld drifts the sleet across the sky, ‘ Rough April flurries meet the eye, ‘ Yet we maun cheery gang; Why fiddling, flyting while the morn Compenrs at early shepherd’s horn, ‘ We’ve waited here fu’ lung. We’re on the muckle mammoth ship, We’re Skimng thro’ the roarin’ deep; We muckle main :1.’ might. Yet wife tho' but nothbeu there be, The skipper, mates and‘sailors see That every neuk is richt. Whar’ came the folks to fill the ships ; I never heard sic soun’ frae lips, German or Welsh their twang; These hail wi’ us to ding and widdle, To rive the knot o’ lil'es touch riddle, Whatever airt they gang. The misty banks left on the East, We steam alang St. Lawrence breest, And soon see strang Quebec. The lads and losses glower and prate, And \veel and cante’s spy the yett [‘0 which they show respec’. Yett of the Queen’s Dominions fair I Ye gie us welcome,â€"aye and mair, Ye guard our weans and wives. Your rugged walls were surely rais’d, And maun bi’ every nation prais’d, Who value gear and lives. Representing a Scotch family conversing about the “ New Dommion.” Thornhill, Dec., 1868. "CANADA OUR HAME." MISCELLANEOUS. mm Let Sound Reason weigh more W. D. STARK. RICHMOND HILL, FRIDAY, JANUARY 15 1869 Juan was an occasional visitor at the Shamrock. He was tolerated, sol thought, on my account; for not one of my friends, excepting his own uncle. liked him in real earnest. Confident in my own no- tions,l always defended him, and accepted the whispers about his at- tentions to Ellen during the lime I had once been away in Dublin as so manv insinuations intended to shake my iailh in John Kavanagh. It was getung on towards the end of October. We had been so very busy on the farm, getting in the late cropsâ€"as the weather showed signs of a speedy change for the worseâ€"mall had not. been I never could keep a secret of my own; therefore, even if it had not been ~ patent to everybudy, Juan would have known my love forEllen Caffey. ' ' He was careless as to whom he offended. Thus it was that not one. ecept myself, of the companions of his boyhood became his man friend. He was verv brave, and in all sports skilfulâ€"ol good appearâ€" ance, a capital singer, the best lel- low in lile for a spreeâ€"one whom strangers always udmired,but with- out much honour in his own par- ticular circle. I believe people used to get jealous of him. Once or twice I almost was so myself, for there were times when I felt in- terior to the tastetully druSSed. dash- ing young fellow by my side. Not- withstanding that my mother would sometimes say that her boy Miles could compare with any man in the county, at which my fathar would grunt despairingly, though he couldn't restrain a proud little smile lor all that. If proud, it was to those for whom he had no respect. He would turn his back upon Mr. Donovan, our attornnv’s son. but would give his arm in a lame beggar, and help him a mile on his road. ...J "gym... ’ I had a friend naméngohn, or as we called, him J, up Kavanah. He lived with his ngelf’i at a‘farm near our own.~--fl'ls- Etherâ€"had served with the British army while in the Peninsula, where he married a Spanish woman and settled. Young Juan had. at an early age, been dispatched to his uncle’s resi- dence in Ireland (things not going well with his parents in Spain), to be brought up as an adopted child. Juan Kavanagh’s character was one that few people in our parts could understand. The unthinking verdict of ignorance declared him proud, sell' wiled, vain and revenge- l‘ul and whatnot. Yet many peo- ple couldn’t help liking him. Per- haps I was one. valley :' j ‘ Ah, then, molhet',’g I’d reply, ‘ didn’t ye tell me yongglfeveryone thought mv father a fa‘flfor marry- ing you,’ at which I figally receiv~ ed a hearty slap (\11'51 check for my imuudence. At one and twenty what Irish man is not in love? I was ready to die off-hand for Ellen Caffey. tHer father a widower, had an hotel at A It had been but a she- been; but what with follts coming into our parts and writing boolts~ and other people coining, to see what had been written about, the Shamrock was unable to do the work required of it, so Galley, by a large outlay of éapital, and a vast displav of taste, managed so to en- large hls establishment, that he tell justified in calling his beautiiully whitewashed cot’ttrivance an hotel. Ellen Caffey was undeniably a pm.- ty girl. People said ‘the devil was in her little brown eyes,’ at which I was a little jealous and envied the devil his luck. ' What ior,’ she’d say, ‘does my boy, Mules, want to tlfiow himself away on a poor thing, like Eflen Cafl'ev ?’ Naturally my mother didn’t like her. CHAPTER I. My father held a farm near 3â€", in the county of Wickiow. i was his eldest buy; my brother Nolan being about eight'e‘en, three years my junior. My only living sister had married and left us, to reside in Clare cou'ntv, so my mother and her maid Biddy, constituted the female portion of our establish- ment. THREE~STORMY NIGHTS gymmm, with us than Popular Opinion. 'eefY: Esq. _ Old Caffey made some punchâ€"- he was a rare hand at thatâ€"and we drew' around the hearth to en- joy and chat over it. Ellen’s little fingers were engaged in knitting a pair of stockings forâ€"well, never mind, he didn’t have them. ldidn'l relish Caffey’s praising him. I'd have done it myself with pleasure. fi’s a very diflerent feel- ing to that of comfort you have when a good-looking friend is well spoken at by the father of your intended. Ellen was playing nervously around the peat ash with a little stick, seemmgly uninterested in her father’s remarks ' Ha ! ha ! ha 5 I knew yon’d en joy it. 1 tould Nelly you would, didn’t I, darling ’f’ ‘ Well then a mile-or two’s walk may have a worse catastrophe than adrain ofthis same punch. The old boy chuckled at that. ‘Ah.bul,’ says, he ‘may be ’twas for something sweeter than this that he entered my door to-night, 0h. Nelly? He’s a dreadlu! handsome dog. is that Kavanagh, and no won- der the girls like him. He! he! he! 0h, he’s a mighty fine fellow. ‘ Look out, Miles 1’ says he. ‘ He’s been pi'oposing.’ ‘ Proposisg what?’ ‘ No other than himself; and that’s not a little, I think.’ ‘Proposing himselfiorâ€"forâ€"whom‘l I was getting verv excited. 1 Whom but Ellen there ?‘ ‘ Ellen?’ The peat fire burntcheerily ; and as its bright glow was reflected upon her face I pictured a liltle mtlage that I could name my own, with such another bright little fire lighting up the smiling face of that most valuable piece of furniture a good litllefiwife. ‘ Young John Kavanagh has been here this night,’ said old Cafl'ev warming up after his third mug. ‘ He has; 1 met him.’ Ellen had stopped knitting. She slightly raised her eyes as [ spoke; but soon they were wool-gathering again in the fire. _‘ He didn’t tell you for what he‘d been fxfipr. then. I guppose ?’ lsaw him walking rapidly away. striking the hedge most unmerci- iully, as turned and opened Cafl'ey’s door. I received asl entered a delightfully warm welcome from the father, and a properly quiet. brutvapvparently hearty one from the ‘d‘cfixghter. I had much to tellâ€"three whole days’ adventures in lhe fields; all about hay and potatoes, with quota- ‘tinns from Bray market, for the edificalion of old Cafl'ey; and several domestic anecdotes. such as my mother forgetting to salt lhe battenand the deslruction oi our best service by the unsteady Biddy, which 1 delailed for the particular amusement of Ellen. Althoughl had seen an alteration in Kavanagh’s manner, it did not strike me much, until after events pausing me to look back made me trace in each 01 Juan’s actions a relationship to his after pro- ceedings. ‘ I give you joy of all your pr05- peels, at least; but, pardon me, I am detaining you too long. I can’t go back with You’re not sorry tor that. Very wellâ€"by bye.’ ' I’ll take my chance for all that, and trust to Providence to make time no longer when Mrs. Miles Doran is by my side than it is when I’m along of Ellen Cafl'ey.’ And human"ng overd‘th-é song, ‘ Lesbia hath a beaming eye,’ Juan \eft me. .Iuan laughed rather loudly, as he replied, somewhat bantermgly, and with a spice of sarcasmâ€" ‘ You lovefs! vou lovers! faith, and your hours are days when apart,which isjust the reverse when you’re spliced.’ ‘Nothing. I wanled a line, and so I just looked down yonder. You’re bound there yourself lhen,I suppose l’ ‘ That’s the truth.’ ‘ She’ll be waiting anxiously for you}: dare say.7 "Tis not ufilikely, seeing what a time it isâ€"’ ’ Why, Juan,’ said J, ‘ what are you making down [1113 way ?' As I came in sight of the Sham rock, I, to my surprise, met Kava- uagh. He seemed a Iiule excited, and to be looking everywhere but at me. self hastily one evening after com- ing in from the fields, and went down to see Ellen. Concealed by the thick brush- wood on that moonllght night,l watched the deceitful pair. VVatch- ed while Kavanagh spoke long and earnestly in the ear of Ellen-- watched her face, changingin ex- pression, as alarm or joy possessed herâ€"watched while she kissed himâ€"the kiss still fresh on my own ltps changed to a burning spot of fireâ€"watched until the rising wind came moaning through the wood. By the manner in which Juan re- ferred to me, 1 could perceive how much he regretted the steps he was taking to blast my happiness. Not so, alas! with Ellen. She seemed to cheer him on. And 1 should imagine 'twas herself that proposed the elopmenta which I made out Crawling on my hands and knees, I approached still nearer to the place Where they converged, to be able to hear more distinctly what they talked. My movements 00- casioned a slight noise, and like guilty things, Juan and Ellen start- ed. 1 trembled lest 1 should be discovered. A narrow opening through the wood served as a back way to the garden. into this Juan kad turned, and into thisl followed Why 1 followed, or why 1 did anything, or why I didn‘t do many things 1 might, I don’t know. All my hopes 1 leit were shattered, and with them had vanisned every feeling that was noble, leaving onlv a vague impulse, not brave enough for re- venge, nor weak enough to make me go back at once and accept my blow with patience. I was walking just then under the shade of a tall hedge, and looking down observed a figure dart across the road at about a hundred yards from me. Though I had seen it but a moment 1 had recognized in it John Kavanagh. The air fell cold now, my teeth were ready to chatter. The blood, rushing to my heart, gave a sensa- tion of faintness 1 had never before experienced. For a. few moments I was stupified, and when snffici- emly recovered to be able to pro- ceed happiness seemed a thing 1 had dreamt ofyears ago. trouble and misery all that was before me. Although the air was very cold, I had ran myself into a pertept glow by the time 1 came in sight of the corner “01,. “A1139” beautiful little ' I’ll just,’ [bought I, ‘take a look at a certain window while _1 am here. perhaps’ â€"- lovers are very conceitedâ€"‘ somebody may be at this'moment looking at that moon, and wondering whether it shines on me.’ 1 was so excited by when 1 had reached home that 1 turned back again, intending to calm myself by the exertion of a longer walk. It was a delusion. The iurther I went the madderl got. Iran, skipped, halloed, and behaved in a manner inconceivable of a man out of Bedlam. wood, skiri’ifigl’fie garaen (STARE Shamrock The distance 1 had come astonished me, and prudence at length bade me return home. I stayed as long as] well could ; made heaven knows how many ar- rangements about our wedding, for 1 had determined to settle at once, and give no opportunity for Cafl‘ey to change his mind about me; and left (he Shamrock with one 0t Ellen’s kisses on my lips, brimful of bright hopes for the lu- ture. It was all right then; I was the winner. [inwardly cursed Juan for his impertinence, but forgave him by reason of my own good and his bad luck. I felt more delight- ed with Ellen then ever, and couldn’t understand her receiving so quietly the ardent protestations oi undying affection 1 was induced to make under the influence ofjov andâ€"punch. i ‘ Treated him elegantly. By the Lord, she never so much as looked up at him, but went on knitting just as if there wasn’t the brightest boyin the connty begging for the daughter of the Shamrock. Oh, but ll. cut as to the heart to see the straight back of your prepOSsessing rival vanishing from that door. Ha! ha! ha " ‘ Are Vou really in earnest ’l’ I asked, after a bit. ‘ As true as you’re there it is,’ ‘ And Ellenâ€"she -â€"" My self confidence was shak- I felt verv strangely, and looked at Ellen. She was smilling at the fire. TERMS $1.00 IN ADVANCE Whole No. 547. A number of “elegant and refined young gentlemen ” in Missouri, it is said, advertise for situations as aons-in-qu in wealthy families, ’ There was a look upon Phil’s face as he spoke that made me think he really was In the devil’s confidence. It needed no sounding to convice me that at. least he was aware of Juan’s intentions. It. was for them ! l’didn’t enter the shebeen, but turning back, went qnickly home. 7 1 had a pair of pistols. Juan had given them to me out of his so-call~ ed armoury when our friendship. was warm. 1 amused mysell with cleaning them. without, however, any intention of shooting the donor; though certainly that would have been a satisfaction to me. ’Twas against Ellen I felt so bitter. Oh, I must have loved her much. or 1 could not have hated her so now. I thought of the happy days past, and, as I did so, the figure of Juan crossed my mind; involuntarily l poised the pistol and took an aim. 1 could have. shot him then. , ‘ What need 1? An’ l'l he is cross as yer own mother’s son, if 1 plase. Isn’t it rainin’ now enough to wash the shirtofl' me back, an’ 1 had one and be hanged to it?’ ‘ But who’s this for? ‘ Maybe yé’d like me to tel! yer ; and when ye knew you’d wish ye dinn’t. I’ll tell ye fast enough if tellin’ ’ud clean the car, or shoe Jenny’s tore.’ ‘ The deuce plays mighty queer tricks sometimes. This is the duce’s own fine weather! It'll be me but there is some fun this night !’ The duce take ye,then, you close, ill-ngking lhief!’ ’ ‘Thin a respectable man can’t let out a vehicle but you must be afthur knowing the why and where- fores. of course? ‘What need you to be croé’s, then. Pni! 1’ ' 1. spoke as cheerin as I could? It was no good showing Athe black side to everybody. 5] ,dinnJ get any more explicit answer than a grunt. ' v ' Who wants a covered car, say 5" “And whal’ll vou be wanting with that, Phil?’ Connon’s man. Phil. was very busy cleaning up the only covered ‘C‘ar‘tllat we boasted then in our parts. A nasty blackguard was that Phil 1 1 one day kicked him out of lhe cabin for speaking more about Ellen Caffey than 1 huda. mind to hear. He never liked me afterwards. ‘ But now that 1 am here, said I, inwardly ‘ 1'1 just take a- drain, and see if 1 can’t strike a little lile into myself.’ 1 got away as soon as 1 could, and went out, heedlees ofthe rain, which was sweeping violently down the valley. 1 sauntered along the Bray road, and had reach- ed Jerry Conner’s little shebeen at Câ€" before I had thought a bit about anything at all. CHA PTER II. It was well for me that the storm had broken, my presence not being so requisite in the morning. When; it was daylight l hastened down steirs, and sluicedlin the mountain rill which passed near our farm be- iore presenting myself at our mo- dest breaklaststable. To disarm suspicion, and pre- vent any unpleasant questioning, '1 ate my usual. allowance with a forced heartiness. Heavens! how llabouretl at it. Who has not felt what it is to ram food down an am willing throat for the appearance of an appetite ? Thank heaven, no one saw me.. 1 opened the casement, and watched the clouds. as they flew over the face of the moon. The- cold, raw, howling wind seemed music tuned to the discord of my- heart. The heavens got blacker- and blacker. I felt even still more miserable. Life was a vast blank. and] wished to end it. JUSt them a sharp clap of thunder shook the house. It touched the chord of my wretchedness; and falling on the bed 1 sobbed like a child. ' I entered our farm like a felonâ€"- had a soul been stirring] should= never have gone inâ€"went up stairs, to my bedroom, glanced at the little bed ; Nolan lay there asleep. l‘rresolute, and‘ with numberless; conflicting passions raging in my bosom, l? paced up and down the- road for nearly an hour, then wentvL ofl3‘direct for home. How difierent. every object on- mv path seemedc was to take place on the marrow night. She had told him of my, proposal for the marriage, and that: had evidently hastened on their plans. After awhile. anzl with. many protestations of undying lovet the two parted. Juan passed within; acouple of vards of me, 1 was. just .able to speak; but shameâ€"the- shame of eavesdroppingâ€"stayed: me. 1. followed after him; but by time when 1' had reached the end: of the roadhe was out of sight. To be continned.