anaheim-gazette 1872-10-05

Southern Californian Published Every Saturday. CHAS. A GARDNER. EDITOR and PROPRIETOR. OFFICE at CORNER OF CENTER AND LOS ANGELES STREETS. TERMS For One Year (in advance) $ 00 " Six Months," $ 300 " Three months," $ 200 Attorneys. CHAS. G. JOHNSTON, Att'y. and Counsellor at Law, AND LAND BROKER, OFFICE, General Anaheim with Justice Kubler Banks. THE BANK. WM. WORKMAN, F. P. F. TEMPLE. TEMPLE & WORKMAN, Bankers. TEMPLE BLOCK, LOS ANGELES. Receive Deposits and issue their Certificates transacta General Banking Business Draw on the London and San Francisco Bank, (Limited) at San Francisco. EXCHANGE FOR SALE ON NEW YORK. LONDON PARIS AND HAMBURG LEGAL TENDERS, BULLION, GOLIDUST, and Government State, Countand City Bonds Bought and Sold. Reciever Valuable for sale keeping. Attorneys. CHAS. G. JOHNSTON, Att'y. and Counselor at Law, AND LAND BROKER, OFFICE: Central Anaheim with Justice Kobler B. J. KEWEN. JAMES G. HOWARD. KEWEN & HOWARD, Attorneys at Law; J. M.CONNELL. A. J.KING. M'CONNELL & KING, ATTORNEYS AT LAW. Downey Block, Main Street LOS ANGELES. O'MELVEY & HAZARD, ATTORNEYS AT LAW. OFFICE IN TEMPLE'S BLOCK. LOS ANGELES, CALIFORNIA. Special attention given to business in U.S. Land Office. Conveyancers. J. W. CLARK. JUSTICE OF THE PEACE. Land Agent and Conveyancer. Acknowledgments Taken. Office in Enterprise Hall Building, Anaheim. A. KOHLER, JUSTICE OF THE PEACE, [ANAHIM TOWNSHIP] Office Next to Anaheim Hotel, Center Street, Anaheim. Particular attention paid to Conveyancing, Collecting, Accounting. And the drafting of legal papers generally. Business transmitted in all modern languages. Physicians & Apothecaries. Anaheim Drug Store! V. D'Assonville DRUGGIST, CENTER ST., ANAHEIM RECEIVING by every streamer A variety of choice and fresh DRUGS, CHEMICALS. General Banking Business Draw on the London and San Francisco Bank (Limited) at San Francisco. EXCHANGE FOR SALE ON NEW YORK. LONDON PARIS AND HAMBURG LEGAL TENDERS, BULLION, GOLD LUST, and Government State, County and City Bonds Bought and Sold. Recover Valuables for sale keeping. FARMERS' AND MERCHANTS' BANK, OF— LOS ANGELES. BANK CAPITAL, - $500,000 JOHN G. DOWNEY... RESIDENT ISAIS W. HELLMAN... CASHEI Exchange or Sale on SAN FRANCISCO. FRANKFORT, NEW YORK, HAMBURG. LONDON, BERLIN, DUBLIIN. PARIS. Receive Deposits, and issue their certificate BUY AND SELL. LEGAL TENDERS. GOVERNMENT, STATE AND COUNTY BONDS, Will also pay the highest price for Gold and Silver Bullion. From and after this date, on all monies as per deposit interest will be allowed Los Angeles. April 13, 1870. Lodges. ANAHEIM LODGE NO. 207. F. & A.M. REGULAR MEETING Sat day of or succeeding the full moon in each month. THEO. REISER, W. M. J.W. CLARK, Secreary. Supporting Behrens, in good standing, are respectively invited to attend. ANAHEIM LODGE NO. 199. I.O. O.F. Regular meetings of the above Lodge are held in their Hall every Tuesday evening, at 6 o'clock. Supporting brethren, in good standing, are certainly invited to attend. E.W. CHAMPLIN, N.G. FRANK R. LAYAUCHERIK, R.S. Books & Stationery. P. A. CLARK'S BOOK STORE, [Bengath the Southern California Office] Vinegar Bitter made of Poor Butter Refuse Liquors, due to please the taste, "Restorers," Acc., liness and fault from the malicious root from all Alcoholic Blood Parfum and Renovator and Invite of all poisonous n to a healthy condition invigorating both of administration, in their results, s disease. No Person caring to directions, and their bones are not or other means, and the point of repair. Dyspepsia or in the Shoulders, Dizziness, Sour Eyes in the Heart, Infusion region of the Kidney symptoms, are the complaints it has prove a better g lengthy advertisement. For Females married or single, the turn of life, they cured an influence soon perceptible. For Inflammation matisse and Goutous Remittance of the Blood. Liv Bitters have been caused by Vitis produced by derail They are a G Toilec possessing as a powerful Infammation of the Billions Disease For Skin Di Rheum, Blotches, Carbuncles, Ring Erysipelas, Itch, Humors and Disname or nature out of the system Bitters. One both most incredulous Cleansse the W find its imputite Pimples, Eruption find it obstructed it when it is foul Keep the blood will follow. Grateful Theres the most wished tained the slinkin Pin, Tape, and the system of so destroyed and physiologist: The face of the earth presence of work elements of the diseased hum these living most medicine no very free the system fi Mechanical Paints and Minelets, Gold-beaten in life are subject guard against the EAR BITTERS two Billious, Re Fevers which our great rivers especially those in Illinois Tennessee Colorado Brazo Mobile Savannah others with their entire country o and remarkably and dryness are active derangement other abdominal purgative exercise various organs no cathartic for ER'S VINEGAR remove the dark the bowels are lee the secretions of the healthy func Scrofula, or Ulcers Erysipela Infammations Affections Old Eyes etc., etc. national Diseases shown their gr obstinate and in Anaheim Drug Store! V. D'Assonville DRUGGIST, CENTER ST., ANAHEIM RECEIVING by every streamer A variety of choice and fresh DRUGS, CHEMICALS, PERFUMERIES, TOILET ARTICLES, &c., &c. Dr. J. S. GARDINER, PHYSICIAN AND SURGEON Office SOUTHERN CALIFORNIAN BUILDING, ANAHEIM. Dr. W. N. HARDIN. Office and Residence Cor. Los Angeles and Sycamore Sts. ANAHEIM. Mrs. A. HIGGINS. LADIES' PHYSICIAN AND MIDWIFE. Particular attention given to diseases peculiar to women and children. Office and Residence Corner Lemon and Center streets, Anaheim. PIONEER DRUG STORE. Center street, corner Lemon, Anaheim. WM. M. HIGGINS, PROPRIETOR, DEALER IN Drugs, Perfumery and Garden Seeds. S. C. FOY. PIONEER SADDLE and HARNESS MAKER. Wholesale and Retail Dealer in Saddlery, Leather and Findings No. 17, Los Angeles strt, Los Angeles I.O. O.F. Regular meetings of the above Lodge are held in their Hall every Tuesday evening at 9 o'clock. Supporting brethren in good standing, alternately invited to attend. E. W. CHAMPLIN, N.G. FRANK, R. LAVAUCHERIK, R.S. Books & Stationery. P. A. CLARK'S BOOK STORE, [Beneath the SOUTHERN CALIFORNIAN Office] ANAHEIM. A large assortment of SCHOOL BOOKS, BLANKS, STATIONERY, AND Miscellaneous Books. A Full Stock of Cigars and Tobacco S. HELLMAN, NEW TEMPLE BLOCK. Main and Spring Streets LOS ANGELES. (CAL.) Wholesale and Retail Dealer In BOOKS, STATIONERY, OILS, GLASSES. Also a complete assortment of YANKEE NOTIONS ROE & GARDEN, Dealers in HAVANA AND DOMESTIC CIGARS, TOBACCO, PIPES AND YANKEE NOTIONS, ALSO HATS AND CAPS. 52 Main Street, Los Angeles Jewellers. JOB M. SHAMANS, MANUFACTURING JEWELER & WATCHMAKER. And dealer in Precious Stones, Jewelry, Ete 67 Main St., Los Angeles. S. NORDLINGER. No. 3 Commercial St., Los Angeles. DEALER IN WATCHES, CLOCKS, JEWELRY AND SILVERWARE. Repairing neatly done and warranted, Scrofula, or Ulcers, Erysipelae Inflammations, Affections, Old Eyes, etc., etc. National Diseases, shown their great obstinate and inDr. Walker's act on all By purifying them by resolving awake (the tubercular health, and a peaThe proper Bitterns are All Nutritious, Lux Irritant, Sudorite. The Aperle of Dr. Walker's safe-guard in colfe fever. Their b perties protect Sedative proper tem, stomach, wind, colic, craze. Their Contends throughout properties stimulable, and its dis- and are superior of Billions Pevere. Fortify the purifying all it epidemic can take. Directiona bed at night free glassful. Eat steak, mutton tables, and ta- composed of no spice. R.H. Druggists and cor. of Washington SOLD BY A 1. Subscribe to the contract, continue their su2. If subscribes publisher may charges are pay3. If subscribes papers from the they are respogive notice to co4. If subscribes informing the p the former dirNotices arranged 5. The court takes a paper on moving and leav- EERN CALIFORNIA AHEIM, CALIFORNIA, SATURDAY, OCTOBER 5, 1872. VINEGAR BITTERS VEGETABLE FREE FROM ALCOHOL DEWALKER'S CALIFORNIA VINEGAR BITTERS Vinegar Bitters are not a vile Paney Drink made of Poor Rum, Whiskey, Proof Spirits and Refresh Liquors, doctored, spiced, and sweetened to please the taste, called "Tonica," "Appetizers," "Restorers," &c., that lead the tippler on to drunkenness and ruin, but are a true Medicine, made from the native roots and herbs of California, free from all Alcoholic Stimulants. They are the Great Blood Purifier and a Life-giving Principle, a Perfect Renovator and Invigrator of the System, carrying off all poisonous matter and restoring the blood to a healthy condition, enriching it, refreshing and invigorating both mind and body. They are easy of administration, prompt in their action, certain in their results, safe and reliable in all forms of disease. No Person can take these Bitters according to directions, and remain long unwell, provided their bones are not destroyed by mineral poison or other means, and the vital organs wasted beyond the point of repair. ONE SMALL BOY. BY A. L. NOBLE Tate Comesky was a wag and the ring-leader of a race of ragmuffins renowned for hilarity rather than decorum. He considered existence a great joke, yet one at which he seldom laughed aloud. Tate pent up all his fun as the Indians do, quivering merely, or in moments of transport falling on his stomach to revolve as on an axis. Twelve years old, born of poor and not at all respectable parents, young. Comesky had never known a time when his bread and butter bore any kind of a right proportion to his appetite. His moral nature would have been a study for a theologian. His ruling passion was to speculate with the copper 'auctets off' the neighboring water pipes. One lovely summer morning there occurred an unpleasantness in Tate's home circle. Pere Comesky cheered by a multitude of cups that did inebriate, amused himself by firing off crockery at Mrs. Comesky's red hair as a target. She treated his vivacity on homeopathic principles; right, but he could not be it was his heart, for soiled old yellow had but must people connect largement in front with bad eaten in the past. Mrs. Swinbourne wink-cheeked old lady in silk and real lace cap. "I don't know, doc shall do with flies." "They generally shift selves, Lucy." "Yes, a specking up I want to kill them, she whispered solemnly I heard a blowing fly on refrigerator." "Put fly paper around." Then they die and ter with their little boy Philander like a wise his peace. It flies much and might not die, be darken counsel with w Lucy. I've advertised Lucy replied: "I book about Little Boo about pestered me into Our last one was always bureau drawers." Did Vinegar Bitters are not a vile Pany Drink made of Poor Rum, Whisky, Proof Spirits and Refuse Liquors, doctored, spiced, and sweetened to please the Tonicica.” Appetizers,” Restorers,” Act, that lead the tippler on to drunkenness and ruin, but are a true Medicine, made from the native roots and herts of California, free from all Alcoholic Stimulants. They are the Great Blood Purifier and a Life-giving Principle, a Perfect Renovator and Inviigator of the System, carrying of all poisonous matter and restoring the blood of a healthy condition, enriching it, refreshing and invigorating both mind and body. They are easy of administration, prompt in their action, certain in their results, safe and reliable in all forms of disease. No Person can take these Bitters according to directions, and remain long unwell, provided their bones are not destroyed by mineral poison or other means, and the vital organs wasted beyond the point of repair. Dyspepsia or Indigestion, Headache, Pain in the Shoulders, Coughs, Tightness of the Chest, Dizziness, Sour Eruptions of the Stomach, Bad Taste in Milk, Billions Attacks, Palpitation of the Heart, Infarmation of the Lungs, Pain in the region of the Kidneys, and a hundred other painful symptoms, are the offsprings of Dyspepsia. In these complaints it has no equal, and one bottle will prove a better guarantee of its merita than a lengthy advertisement. For Female Complaints. In young or old, married or single, at the dawn of womanhood, or the turn of life, these Tonic Bitters display so decided an influence that a marked improvement is soon perceptible. For Inflammatory and Chronic Rheumatism and Gout, Dyspepsia or Indigestion, Bilious, Remittent and Intermittent Fevers, Diseases of the Blood, Liver, Kidneys and Bladder, these Bitters have been most successful. Such Diseases are caused by Vilated Blood, which is generally produced by derangement of the Digestive Organs. They are a Gentle Purgative as well as a Tonic, possessing also the peculiar merit of acting as a powerful agent in relieving Congestion or Infarmation of the Liver and Visceral Organs and in Billious Diseases. For Skin Diseases, Eruptions, Tetter, Salt-Rheum, Biotches, Spots, Pimples, Pustules, Bolls, Carbuncles, Ring-worms, Scald-Head, Sore Eyes, Erysipelas, Ith, Scuris, Discolorations of the Skin, Humors and Diseases of the Skin, of whatever name or nature, are literally dug up and carried out of the system in a short time by the use of these Bitters. One bottle in such cases will convince the most incredulous of their curative effects. Cleanse the Vitilated Blood whenever you find its impurities bursting through the skin in Pimples, Eruptions, or Sorres; cleanse it when you find it obstructed and sluggish in the veins; cleanse it when it is foul; your feelings will tell you when Keep the blood pure, and the health of the system will follow. Grateful Thousands proclaim VINEGAR BITTERS the most wonderful Invigorant that ever sustained the sinking system. Pin, Tape, and other Worms, lurking in the system of so many thousands, are effectually destroyed and removed. Says a distinguished physiologist: There is scarcely an individual on the face of the earth whose body is exempt from the presence of worms. It is not upon the healthy elements of the body that worms exist, but upon the diseased humors and slimy deposits that breed these living monsters of disease. No system of medicine, no vermifuges, no anthelmintics, will free the system from worms like these Bitters. Mechanical Diseases—Persons engaged in Paints and Minerals, such as Plumbers, Typeetters, Gold-beaters, and Miners, as they advance in life, are subject to paralysis of the Bowels. To guard against this, take a dose of Walker’s VINEGAR BITTERS twice a week. Billions, Remittent, and Intermittent Fevers, which are so prevalent in the valleys of our great rivers throughout the United States, especially those of the Mississippi, Ohio, Missouri, Illinois, Tennessee, Cumberland, Arkansas, Red Colorado, Brazos, Rio Grande, Pearl, Alabama Mobile Savannah Roanoke James,and many others with their vast tributaries throughout our entire country during the Summer and Autumn and remarkably so during seasons of unusual heat and dryness are invariably accompanied extensive derangements of the stomach and liver,and other abdominal viscera. In their treatment,a purgative exerting a powerful influence upon those various organs is essentially necessary. There is no cathartic for the purpose equal to De J. WALKER’s VINEGAR BITTERS as they will speedily remove the dark-colored viscid matter with which the bowels are loaded; at the same time stimulating the secretions of the liver and generally restoring the healthy functions of the digestive organs. Scrofula,或 King’s Evil White Swelling Ulcers，Erysipelas，Swelled Neck，Goatre，Scrotions Inflammations，Indolent Inflammations，Mercurial Affections，Old Sores，Eruptions of the Skin，Sore Eyes，etc., etc. In these as in all other constitutional Diseases，Walker’s VINEGAR BITTERS have shown their great curative powers in the most obstinate and intractable cases. Put fly paper around “Then they die and ter with their little boy Philander like a wise his peace. It flies mute and might not die,bear “darken counsel with w “Lucy. I’ve advertised Lucy replied: “I book about little boy about pestered me into Our last one was always bureau drawers. Did you how I saved the piece after our last one until I found a worm or I told office boy to refuse barrel—which but sit down in the area seventeen sugar C gave him that choice thought would kill boys are so trying!” “But this time I advise active,intelligent,h colored boy.” The bell rang;the was answered.Ca housekeeper ushered in the chap,very dark-skew whose features were was shy,and his patio ar. He gave his name Johnson; told a sorrow and made faint attenuate moniousness. “Have you any refuc Lucy?” “I hain’t any cloak but I’ll be a good b more.” “Can you drive?” Oh yes! Lemuel clean and respectful,ber messages,and wo his board at first. No reference to be perped Mrs. Swind friends,either,she we being to tenement ho dirt.or may be vern that，Philander.” Philander did.Ta Doctor’s office boy ous to please,and sucubly He was treated was plenty to eat. “Sights and sights used to murmur,sas melted in his hungry en smells like a Broodrant,and saying ta hausted praise.For only one object in w observation to keep and to eat as much “while it was going.” In doing the first trouble.He was soli a little attic room.w NEWSPAPER LAW, 1. Subscribers who do not give express notice to the contrary are considered as wishing to continue their subscription. 2. If subscribers wish their paper discontinued, publisher may continue to send them until all charges are paid. 3. If subscribers neglect or refuse to take their papers from the office or place where they are sent, they are responsible until they settle their bill and give notice to discontinue them. 4. If subscribers move to other places with informing the publisher and the paper is sent to the former direction, they are held responsible. Notice of removal should always be given. 5. The courts have decided that refusing to take a paper or periodical from the office, or removing and leaving it uncalled for is prima facie evidence of intentional fraud. air he felt the crisp, black curls; drawing out his hand, he looked at that—it was very brown. What there was in tan to tickle Tate, you could not have told, but he shook, knees and elbows, swelled up and rolled over backwards. His emotions conquered, he arose and went in search of a friend, who was engaged in the shop door shoe-string business. "Mulligins, I want to ask you sumphin'." Mulligins grunted. He was ancient-faced and weak-eyed—an other boy who looked as if he had been made all stomach, and put into a world that treated him as if he had none at all. "Mulligins, ain't your brother, Bob, one of the Oriental Minstrels at Hooley's Saloon?" "Ias," said Mulligins, diving at a coach door and getting his toe stepped on by the footman. "What does Bob black himself with?" "Three kinds o' stuff—burnt cork, burnt t-" "Don't want nothin' to rub off easy," put in Tate; telling then, what he did want. Mulligins thereupon agreed if Tate should sell shoe-stings, give him three cents and and a mouthorgan, that he (Mulligins) would run home and get a bottle of black wash—a "fast color." The "friend in need" departed, and Tate made himself such a ubiquitous little pest that the business throve. Mulligins was as good as his word. Tate went home to pawn the tea-kettle, and deal with a Jew for a moderate pair of pants. He made his toilet on the roof under an umbrella. Let us leave him with his his black bottle, and a ten-inch square glass mirror, while we get into better society. Old Doctor Swinbourne, listening to his wife, was sitting in a great easy chair, with his feet on a footstool—at least he supposed they were; he meant they should. The old doctor bad not seen his feet for a long time. His eyes were all "Sights and sights used to murmur, as melted in his hungry snails like a Broodrant," and saying the hausted praise. For only one object in observation to keep and to eat as much "while it was going." In doing the first trouble. He was solitary at a little attic room, washing, sinking into his so deeply that fractions were unnecessarily complexion began un fait accompli, thus wondering what was when the bottle gave Ethiopian began to chill. At the end of ten minutes part of Tate's mind used, and the rest be manifest. You read Little street boys make and consume like Eggs but give them a thing better and Tate grew to think of pictures essential to life. He did not relish the returning to life among kys; and he liked to He had every day to get him into his unseen pedal extreme troublesome to Dr., always after Tate has the task he received head and a three coats first time that three into Tate's hands, with "little fellows ought of their own, so they ing anybody's else." Tate's attempt at In the meantime he love with Macampos positively in love. You call the desperate felt for the gentle lily thought her beautiful her through the crack door. If he had known called angels, he wo but he could not see his—may it was his heart, for the whole old fellow had a big one; he must people connected his engagement in front with dinners he had eaten in the past. Mrs. Swinbourne was a petite, checkeled old lady in great grain and real lace cap. I don't know doctor, what I will do with flies." They generally shift for them—yes, Lucy." Yes, a specking up everything, want to kill them. Philander." He whispered solemnly, "yesterday heard a blowing fly outside of the refrigerator." Put fly paper around." Then they die and make a litter with their little bodies." Philander like a wise man, held in peace. It flies must not live, might not die, he would notarken counsel with words." Lucy I've advertised for a boy." Lucy replied: "I could write a look about little boys. They've not pestered me into my grave our last one was always in my drawers. Did I ever tell them all old ladies with bows in their caps. Once, when Lucy kissed Philander, Tate felt himself efferviously blushing under the black wash; knew what is meant by unstainable bliss; wondered bad such a thing happened to him, if no should have come out from under it just as much Tate Comesky as ever. One evening the doctor left him alone in the office, sitting, drowsily happy, hidden in the twilight. Lucy was in the parlor at the old-time harpsichord. Her sweet, quivering voice, though corkcap wig age, was tender and soulful, as she sang the tunes that took Philander captive a half-century before." Tate, flattening his body against the door, listened in rapture. He trembled and cried, a little in the dark. You would have said he had a sensitive temperament if he had been your child—being what he was, he endangered his borrowed complexion by crying over it. By and by the old lady heard a rustle, and, remembering Tate, she came into the office. "Do you like singing little boy?" My mother taught me that old Put fly paper around." Then they die and make a little with their little bodies." Philander like a wise man, held in peace. It flies must not live, had might not die, he would not darken counsel with words." Lucy. I've advertised for a boy." Lucy replied: "I could write a look about little boys. They've not pestered me into my grave our last one was always in my drawers. Did I ever tell you how I saved the candy centerpiece after our last dinner party until I found a worm on it? Then told that office boy to put it in the refuse barrel—what did he do but sit down in the area and eat up seventeen sugar Cupids! They gave him that cholera morbus I thought would kill him. Little boys are so trying!" But this time I advertise for an active, intelligent, honest, pious, colored boy." The bell rang; the advertisement was answered. Catherine, the housekeeper, ushered in a keen lithe chap, very dark-skinned for those features were so regular. He was shy, and his patois was peculiar. He gave his name as Lemuel Johnson; told a sorrowful little tale and made faint attempts at sanctimoniousness. "Have you any reference, asked Lucy?" "I hain't any clothes but these, but I'll be a good boy and earn more." Can you drive? Oh, yes! Lemuel was neat and clean and respectful, could remember messages, and would work for his board at first. No reference, to be sure," whispered Mrs. Swinbourne. "No friends, either, so he won't be running to tenement houses bringing dirt, or may be vermin. Consider what, Philander!" Philander did. Tate became the Doctor's office boy. He was anxious to please, and succeeded admirably. He was treated well and there was plenty to cat. "Sights and sights o' wittols," he used to murmur, as the mouthfuls melted in his hungry maw. "Kitchen smells like a Broadway restaurant," and, saying that, Tate exhausted praise. For a week he had only one object in view—avoiding observation to keep well blackened, and to eat as much as he could while it was going." In doing the first, he had no trouble. He was sole proprietor of a little attic room, while the black half century before. Tate, hastening his body against the door, listened in rapture. He trembled and cried a little in the dark. You would have said he had a sensitive temperament if he had been your child—being what he was, he endangered his borrowed complexion by crying over it. By-and-by the old lady heard a rustle, and, remembering Tate, she came into the office. "Do you like singing little boy?" My mother taught me that old song. She seet down awhile and chatted about her music. Her childhood long past. She had no idea of greatly enlightening Tate's intellect—had only a kindly impulse to please him if he chanced to be lonesome in the twilight. She left him with new half-thought of truth and beauty somewhere outside and beyond—with the feeling a child would have who, once contented in a dungeon, should push down a stone and see the stars without. Tase was that night half tempted to confess his Africanism a humbring; but he went to sleep before his resolution was carried into effect. The next day found him quite uncomfortable. If the truth was told, Tate had made too free with the "sights and sights o' wittols." The doctor's wife would have groaned in spirit had she known how near was he goo fit of sickness. Just here be it remarked, that Tate met with no difficulty in carring out his role as Lemuel Johnson; but this morning, as he sat pensively on the office doorstep, a vicious butcher boy appeared and, after shouting "Hill hill" made the unfounded assertion that "niggers never die," followed up with a rythmic allusion to the "white of his eye." "Shut up," said Tate; but the unpleasantly poetical boy went on, and there was a fight a second after. Doctor Swinbourne's step was heard—the butcher's boy gave Tate a push and fled. He fell against the step, cut his scalp, and fainted. Catherine and the doctor dragged him into the hall, and the little madame wrung her hands—now pitying Tate—now recklessly declaring that every office-boy they had ever had "went and killed himself the first thing." But Tate was far from being dead; he only discovered he was going to be sick. His bones ached, his head throbbed, and a fever came on. The doctor's wife was resigned. The doctor dosed him, Catherine was appointed nurse, and Tate had more attention than in all his life before. The second day his head painned so "Sights and sights o' wittols," he used to murmur, as the mouthful melted in his hnnery maw. "Kitchen smells like a Broadway restaurant," and, saying that, Tate exhausted praise. For a week he had only one object in view—avoiding observation to keep well blacked, and to eat as much as he could while it was going. In doing the first, he had no trouble. He was sole proprietor of a little attic room, while the black wash, sinking into his skin, stained it so deeply that frequent applications were unnecessary. Indeed his complexion began to seem such un fait accompli, that he gave up wondering what would be done when the bottle gave out and the Ethiopian began to change his skin. At the end of ten days the animal part of Tate's nature was appeased, and the aesthetic began to be manifest. You need not sneer. Little street boys may lie and cheat, and consume like Egyptain locusts, but give them a chance at something better and they enjoy it. Tate grew to think carpets and pictures essential to real happiness. He did not relish the idea of ever returning to life among the Comeskys; and he liked the old doctor. He had every day to pull and tug to get him into his boots, for those unseen pedal extremities were very troublesome to Dr. Swinbourne—always after Tate had accomplished the task he received a pat on the head and a three cent piece. The first time that three cents dropped into Tate's hands, with the words, "little fellows ought to have money of their own, so they won't be taking anybody's else," from that time Tate's attempt at honesty began. In the meantime he had fallen in love with Madame Swinbourne—positively in love. What else could you call the desperate admiration he felt for the gentle little dame He thought her beautiful as he watched her through the crack in the office door. If he had known of the race called angels, he would have fancied madame wrung her hands—now pitying Tate—now recklessly declaring that every office-boy they had ever had "went and killed himself the first thing." But Tate was far from being dead; he only discovered he was going to be sick. His bones ached, his head throbbed, and a fever came on. The doctor's wife was resigned. The doctor dosed him, Catherine was appointed nurse, and Tate had more attention than in all his life before. The second day his head pained so badly Catherine kept ice on his forehead—kept it there until afternoon—then, rushing down into the office and flinging open the door, she exclaimed: "Doctur! Doctrur! The laytle black boy bees a peelin' out ov his skin! Howly Mother, an' he bees that!" The doctor started—also his wife—also Catherine; the latter vociferous with horror, all the way repeating. "The face ov him is that speckled an' blotched he'd shatter the wits ov a saint!" Tate, knowing when Catherine fled that the Philistines were upon him, or would be in a moment, spent that moment in vigorous scrubbing The diluted wash came off on his towel, and Dr. Swinbourne found a small down-east Yankee in the "black boy's" bed. Who can tell the end if the doctor had grown angry; but Tate overcome with the fun of their gaping countenance, went off into a paroxysm of laughter. The doctor looked until he laughed—laughed until it hurt him, for he had pounds of Falstaffian fat to agitate during the process. Of course, Tate having a fever, could not be put out of doors; when he recovered he staid—staid until the doctor made an honest, truthful boy of him—a doctor, too, in course of time. As for Lucy, long after the withered little hands that played the harpsichord were folded together forever, the simple truths that she had taught Tate lived and blossomed in his soul.