over her dear mother's grave, but turned steadily to urged her lover; “I can wait ten years for you, the hard path traced out before her; but she was darling." young and beloved, and a bright star beamed before But Lizzie was conscientious; her father had exher-the star of love-to gild her tvilsome paih; and pressly stipulated there should be no “half-way a mother's smile seemed blended with its bright rays. work—no putting off;" all hope must be given up,

year or two rolled around-years of hard labor, she never could be hisand forever she bid him which made Lizzie, who toiled untiringly, as her farewell. James tried to argue with and persuade mother had done, old before her time. She was her father; but the selfish, obstinate old man would noted, howerer, all over the village for a thrifty, listen to nothing from him. Poor James, finding industrious, excellent girl. James Foster was a both immovable, at last sold off his farm, and all his pattern for lovers; every spare moment he gave to property, and mored away into a distant state; he her. What few amusements she had time to enjoy could not, he said, live near Lizzie, and feel that she be procured for her; and as the village people said, never would be his wife. Men are so soon despairing they went as steadily together as old married people. in love affairs, while women hope on, even to death.

Lizzie's father was a narrow-minded, selfish man, Poor Lizzie, how her heart sunk when the sight of caring very litile for any one's comfort but his own, her lover was denied to her; and she felt even more and at times was exceedingly cross and testy. Un- wretched than she did at the moment of her mother's fortunately, he took great interest in politics, and death. Nothing now remained to her in life but the was quite an oracle in the village bar-room. He was performance of stern, rigid duty. Two or three bigured and “ ser” in his opinions, considering all years passed by, and one by one her charges departed who differed from him as enemies to their country, and from her. One brother was placed with a farmer, a'ied them rascals and hypocrites freely. His wife and the others were apprenticed to good trades The ad been dead about two years, when a presidential little white-headed Willie, who at his mother's death ection came on. James Foster, unluckily, had was a tiny, roly-poly pratiler, only two years old, een brought up with different political opinions was becoming a slender, tall youth. Lizzie felt proud rom dlr. Hall; but, being very quiet and retiring in as she looked at her crowd of tall boys, when once is disposition, he never had rendered himself or twice a year they would assemble at home; and bnoxious. Of course, Mr. Iall took great interest on a Sunday's afternoon, at twilight, on her way to 1 the approaching election. He became very am- the evening meeting, she would steal down into the itions of his township giving a large vote on the quiet church-yard, and kneeling beside her mother's de to which he belonged--and he used every means grave, ask, with streaming eyes, if she had not done obtain votes. Elated with fancied success, he well. Such moments were fraught with bitter pure one day in the tavern bar-room, that he would anguish; but a heavenly peace would descend on ake Janes Foster abandon his party, and vote to her, and she said her trials, after the agony was over, ease bim. Some, who knew Foster's quiet but seemed lighter to bear. soluie disposition, bantered and teased Hall, which * But I was blessed in one thing, dear Miss Enna," rought bim to such a pitch of excitement that, on she would exclaim, “not one of those darling boys peling James Foster a little while after in front of was taken from me, and all bid fair to turn out well. ş tavern, he made the demand of him. Foster at God surely smiled on the motherless, and gave me t treated it as a jest; then, when he found Hall strength to perform my labor of love." is in earnest, decidedly, but civilly, refused; and in At last there moved to the village a woman of the }L a manner as to put at rest all further conver- name of Pierce; she opened a little milliner's shop, fun. Enraged, Hall instantly turned, swearing to and soon made herself busy with the affairs of others, laughing politicians that surrounded the tavern as well as her own, becoming quite a considerable K. and who had witnessed his discomfiture, that person amongst the villagers. She was a widow kould punish Foster's impudent obstinacy. Ac- with two or three children-a girl or two, and a boyPingly, full of ill, revengeful feelings, he returned little things. She was a stout, healthy, good-looking e, and forbade his daugbter ever permitting woman, “rising forty," with a clear, shrill voice, ter to step over the threshold of the door-com- and good, bright black eyes in her head. She soon ucing her instantly to break the engagement. steadied these bonnie eyes at the widower, Lizzie's ved every entreaty, expostulated, temporized— father, and not in vain; for after hailing him indus. was of noavail; indeed, her entreaties seemed but triously, as be passed the door of her shop, with guten her father's anger; and at last, with a questions about the weather, or the crops, he at last ul cath, he declared, if she did not break the managed to stop without the hailing; and after a gement with the purse-proud, hypocritical short courtship brought her and her children 10 his

, she should leave his house instantly. She own home. How Lizzie rejoiced that ber brothers ed on the terrified children, the youngest only were now all out of the way. Iler last pet, Willie, jears old, and who clung weeping to her knees, had, a few months previous to the new marriage, been ir father threatened to turn her out of doo sent to a printer in the neighboring city. She never r tu see them again; and she thought of her thought of herself, but commenced with redoubled er's last words-her decision was made; and industry to assist in taking care of the new family. a beavy beart she performed the self-sacrifice. But her constant industry and thrifty habits were a tan't say you will never marry me, Lizzie,” | silent reproach to the step-mother, I fancy, for she left no stone unturned to rid herself of the troublesome ready to marry him, he was still waiting. He wrote grown up daughter. She tried every means, threw of his handsome farm he had cleared with his own out hints, until at last Lizzie perceived her drift. Even hands, and the beautiful wild country he lived in, her father seemed restrained and annoyed by her telling her he hoped her future life would be free from presence; and when she proposed to him that she all care. All this, and even more, dear reader, he should do something now for herself, in the way of told her-in plain, homely words, it is true; but support, he made no opposition; on the contrary, love's language is always sweet, be it in courtly seemed relieved, saying the times were hard, and he tongue or homely phrase. had always had an expensive family. At this time And James Foster came for her; and in our house my dear Aunt Lina obtained her for me. Blessed was she married. My father presented the soft mul Aunt Lina! how we all loved her for this good act; dress to the bride, which Kate Wilson and I made, even Biddy said,

and assisted in dressing her, and stood as her brideWell, the owld toad was n't so bad, afther all. maids. Aunt Lina, Biddy, the stamping, good. She had some govd in her, for she sent the angel to hearted Biddy, and dandy Ike, were all there, rejoicing our door-good luck to her forever."

in her happiness. Her husband was a stout, strong. And what parted Lizzie from us? Ah, there is the hard-featured, but kind-hearted man, and looked upon romance of my story-lhe darling little bit of senti- his poor, care-worn, slender Lizzie as if she were an ment so dear to my woman's heart. Lizzie lived angel. We all liked him; and her whole troop of with me five years. In the meantime her father had brothers, who were present at the ceremony, greeted died; the thriftless wife had broken his heart by her him with hearty words of friendship. Three he perextravagant habits, and Lizzie and her brothers never suaded to accompany them out to the "new home" received a penny of their mother's little fortune. -the farmer, the shoemaker, and the little whiteOne evening, my father, on handing me the letters and headed Willie, Lizzie's pet-declaring all the time papers, said, “ Amongst those, Enna, you will find a that his house and heart, like the wide western valley letter for Lizzie, which has come from the far West, where he lived, was large enough o hold them all. clear beyond St. Louis—what relations has she there?” They all went out one after another; and when I

I could not tell him, but gave the letter to Ike, now last heard from Lizzie, she was very happy, surgrown into quite a dandy waiter, to take to her. I did rounded by all her brothers; and she told me of a not feel much curiosity about the letter, thinking it little darling girl, whom she had named after her might be from some cousin of hers; but when I retired dear Miss Enna. My father and I often talk during to bed that evening, she came into my room, and throw the winter evenings, when sitting very cozily ing herself down on the soft rug beside my bed, by the together in the warm library, of taking a summer's dim light of my night-lamp, told me all her happiness. jaunt to Lizzie's western home. I wish we could. The letter was from James Foster--he still loved her that I might see my lady.help as mistress of her own as dearly as ever. He had heard by chance of her household; and what is still better, a happy wise, faiher's death, and her situation, and said if she was mother, and sister.


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Tuis bird, the marvel of the whole Pigeon | gers are not stinted in either of those respects. In race, is beautiful in its colors, graceful in its form, latitude, their pasture extends from the thirtieth to and far more a child of wild nature than any other the sixtieth degree, which is upward of two thouof the pigeons. The chief wonder, however, is in sand miles; and the extensive breadth in longitude its multitudes; multitudes which no man can num- cannot be estimated at less than fifteen hundred. ber; and when Alexander Wilson lays the mighty Three millions of square miles is thus the extent of wand of the enchanter upon the Valley of the Mis- territory of which the Passenger pigeon has comsissippi, and conjures it up to the understanding and mand; and that territory has its dimensions so situthe feeling of the reader, with far more certain and ated as that the largest one is the line upon which more concentrated and striking effect than if it were the birds migrate. painted on canvas, or modeled in wax, these pigeons In Canada their numbers are so great, and the form a feature in it which no one who knows can ravages which they commit upon the cultivated by possibility forget. It is probable that the multi- ground so extensive, that instances are recorded in tudes may not be more numerous than those of the which the bishop has been seriously and earnestly petrels in Bass's Strait, of which Captain Flinders, implored to exorcise them“ by bell, book, and who also was a kind of Wilson in his way-gives a candle”—to cast them out of the land by the same graphic description. But vast as the multitude of means used in days of yore against spirits troublethese was, it was only as a passing cloud to the cap- some to other individuals, men and women. But as tain; he was unable to follow it up; and even though the Passengers were material and not spiritual, the he had, ihe flight of birds over the surface of the sea bishop had the good sense not to try the experiment is tame and storyless, as compared with the move. upon them. At least, La Houton, who records the ments of the unnumbered myriads of these pigeons matter, is perfectly silent as to the success or failure in the great central valley of our continent. None of the proposition. of the names which have been bestowed upon this Both sexes are beautiful birds; but their value, in species are sufficiently, or at all, descriptive of it. an economical point of view, is not, however, in Passenger, the English expression, and Migratorio, any way equal to their numbers or their beauty. the Latin name, fall equally short, inasmuch as every The flesh of the old ones is dark, dry, hard and unknown pigeon is to a greater or less extent migra- palatable, as is very generally the case with birds tory as well as this one. The "swarm” pigeon, the which are much on the wing; but the young, or " lood” pigeon, or even the “ deluge” pigeon would squabs, as they are called, are reniarkably fat; and be a more appropriate appellation ; for the weight of as in the places where the birds congregate, they their numbers breaks down the forest with scarcely may be obtained without much difficulty, this fat is less havoc than if the stream of the Mississippi were obtained by melting them, and is used instead of lard. poured upon it.

As they nestle in vast multitudes at the same place, Birds so numerous demand both a wide pasture their resting-places have many attractions for the and powerful means of migration, and the Passen- birds of prey, which indiscriminately seize upon both the old and the young. The eggs, like those of most fall of large branches, broken down by the we ght of the pigeon tribe, are usually two in number; but of the multitudes above, and which in their descent the number of birds at one nesting place is so great often destroyed numbers of the birds themselves. that the young, when they begin to branch and feed, This is a scene to which we are aware of no parallel literally drive along the woods like a torrent. They in the nesting-places of the feathered tribes. In the feed upon the fruits which at this time they procure select places where the birds only roost for the at the middle heights of the forests, and do not ven- night, the congregating, though not permanent, is ture upon the open grounds. The nests are far more often as great and destructive 10 the forest. The closely packed together than in any rookery, and are native Indians rejoice in a breeding or a roosting. built one above another, from the height of iwenty place of the migratory pigeon, as one which shall feet to the top of the tallest trees.

supply them with an unbounded quantity of prov: Wilson says that as soon as the young were fully sions, in the quality of which they are not particugrown, and before they leti the nests, numerous par- larly chary. Nor are these roosting-places attracties of the inhabitants from all parts of the adjacent tive to the Indians only, for the settlers near them country came with wagons, axes, beds, cooking also pay them nocturnal visits. They come with utensils, many of them accompanied by the greater guns, clubs, pots of suffocating materials, and every part of their families, and encamped for several days other means of destruction that can well be imaat this immense nursery, near Shelbyville, Kentucky, gined to be within their command, and procure forty miles long, and several miles in breadth. The immense quantities of the birds in a very short time. noise in the woods was so great as to terrify their These they stuff into sacks and carry home on their horses, and it was difficult for one person to hear an- horses. other speak without bawling in his ear. The ground The flocks being less abundant in the Atlantic was strewed with broken limbs of trees, eggs, and States, the gun, decoy and net are brought into opeyoung squab pigeons, which had been precipitated ration against them, and very considerable numbers from above, and on which herds of hogs were fatten- of them are taken. In some seasons they may be ing. Hawks, buzzards and eagles were sailing about purchased in our markets for one dollar a hundred, in great numbers, and seizing the squabs from their and flocks have been known to occupy two hours in nests at pleasure, while from twenty feet upward to passing, in New Jersey and the adjoining States. the tops of the trees, the view through the woods Many thousands are drowned on the edges of the presented a perpetual tumult of crowding and flutter- ponds to which they descend to drink while on their ing multitudes of pigeons, their wings roaring like aerial passage; those in the rear alighting on the thunder, mingled with the frequent crash of falling backs of those who touched the ground first, in the timber, for now the axe-men were at work cutting same manner as the domestic pigeon, and pressing down those trees which seemed to be most crowded them beneath the surface of the water. Nuttall estiwith nests, and seemed to fell them in such a manner mates the rapidity of their flight at about a mile a that, in their descent, they might bring down several minute, and states among other data for this result, others, by which means the falling of one large tree that there have been wild pigeons shot near New sometimes produced two hundred squabs, little in York, whose crops were filled with rice that must ferior in size to the old ones, and almost one mass of have been collected in the plantations of Georgia. sat. On some single trees upward of one hundred and to digest which would not require more than nests were found. It was dangerous to walk under twelve hours. these flying and fluttering millions, from the frequent

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