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r;o-t/
POETICAL.
[From the Warrnton Clipper.]
j Don't Kick a Man when lie’s Down.
BY H. W . J . HAM.
liow few of the men that we meet as we go
I Through the pathway of lifewhere shadows
hang low.
That have hearts in their bosoms, and have
never a frown
Or kick to bestow’ on tho man whojui own.
j When a feilo w is up, and the breezcß of
fame
Are fanning his vanity into a fiaiuo
■ Os great self-respect, and his fortunes are
high.
No one will a favor or kindness deny.
• But let him come down; find a level with
those
Who have been his fiieuds —ah! now they
are foes
! And tho veriest coward, tho sorriest clown,
; Has the courage to kick at the rnau who is
dov n.
By the way, there’s au idea that strkes me
just here—
, I’ll put it in words, if I don’t make it clear
j It is only such men us this coward and
clown
j That will bravely (?) kick at u man who is
down.
But it’s the wav of the world. Are all men
clow us,
1 Or cowards, or knnves, who bestow kicks
and frowns
On a man who is down ? Ah ! well, I can’t
Hay,
j But ‘ to a man up a tree” it seems that way.
| Alas! in this day how few men there are
•►That, beneath a patched coat that some
must needs wear,
! Can see the bright jewel of luauliood’s true
crown,
| 'That makes a good tight, be the fates up o r
down.
Mil. ANONYMOUS.
riUMUNT.
j Cue afternoon, toward the eml of Sep
i tember, the clock* iu the city of Loudon
struck 4, and the daily routine of busi
ness in the house of Pumpkin Brothers
came to a close. These events were not
peculiar to that particular day, but a
! story must have a beginning'. The nu
j moron* clerks cloned their ledgers and
j .towed away their pi*pees with fur .{renter
J . I.ierity than they had shown in bringing
| them out some e ; * or seven hours before ;
| atul as they put on their overcoats, hats
i and gloves, they began to chat with each
other. One hint got an order for the
j theatre for tho, and asked another to
’ nave a chop t\,iii him, somewhere, and
then go thither ; others wire member*uf
a volunteer corps, and were in a hurry to
get on their disguises and go and be
half-right turned somewhere. All had
some personal object, pertaining to love,
i a nr. pleasure, or some dinner iu view;
| in short, the striking of the clock had a
I magic power, and turned them from tne
! chauicul cogs into men.
One young msii went up to the head
of a department, and from him received
papers, which ho put into tho breast
pocket of his coat, and then walked off
without speaking to bis lelioiv-clerks,
beyond bidding good afternoon to one or
another, and assenting once or tw ice to
the fact of the weather being fine.
“A mean beggar, that Mapleson,” said
Jones, us he arranged the flower iu bis
button-hole.
“Ay,” replied Brown, “he dine* for a
shilling.”
“And inks the rim of hi* hat.”
“Perhaps he is poor,” suggested the
•heritable Robinson.
“Poor 1” cried Jones. Who isn’t ?
Millionaires are not commonly found on
clerks’ stools. He, has his salary, and
he is not married ; and yet, stints, and
never goes anywhere or does anything.''
“Perhaps he has a vice,” suggested
Robinson, who always fought the battle
of the absent.
“All ! he may have, certainly,” replied
Jones the JuHt.
“But it isn’t only his meatiness,” said
Brown, who had made overtures to Ma
plesou, which had been met with more
politeness than cordiality ; “he is so
confoundedly stuck up. Now, of all
pride, I hate a mean pride. ”
The unconscious subject of all this
disparagement walked down Cheapside
to St. Paul’s Churchyard, where he stop
ped before a bonnet shop.
“Still there,” he muttered ; “that is
lucky. How well it will become her!”
He entered, bought the Ism net which
bad taken his saucy, and with the little
card-board box iu his hand started off iu
the direction of Islington. In vain did
handsome cabbies raise their whips, and
omnibuses’ cry “Ton ! Ton !” Ho walked
every step of the way home.
Home was a parlor on the ground
floor ; a bright and cheerful parlor, the
ornaments and furniture of which,
though not costly, were in perfect state.
There were flowers ; there was a piaDO,
open ; music and books lay about in a
comfortable, but not untidy way. Home
was a girl of nineteen, who welcomed
him with a smile, called him Harry, and
went in ecstacies over the bonnet. Home
presently was tea ; tea treated as a meal,
not the meaningless supplement late di
nerb understand by the leriu.
THOMSON, GA* AUGUST 4, 1875.
“Wliat do you think, Harry.” ex
claimed the young lady in the course of
the meal.
“Think 1" replied Henry Mapleson,
with liis month full ; “why, I think that
: if there were many men of fortnuo who
knew that I had a sistef who could make
such anchovy toast as tills, they would
carry her off from me."
“Young men of fortune do not marry
their cooks ; the new bonnet is much
more likely to rid you of me. But wliat
l waa going to say was, we have got a
goose. ”
“It isn’t you, pussy, audit is not me,”
quoted the brother, turning to the cat.
"OU, what grammar 1”
“The verb ‘to get’ takes an accusative,
Susan. But about the .goose. How did
you steal it ?” "T*
“No how; it i»»c, together with its
i giblets and half u dozen of sherry."
“What! Mr. Anonymous ugai* ?”
I “Yes.”
“Ho is very good," said Harry, a seri
ous expression coming over his face.
“But there is one tiling I do wish he
would send—his name. I bate mystery.”
j “But you like goose,” added liis sister,
j “Well, yes; frankly, I do—sherry
; likewise. He sayw that lie is au old
i friend of our parents ; but if he is
, ashamed to acknowledge us now, I had
; sooner bo without pis charity. Howev
er, it 1h ungracious! to say ro ; and after
| swallowing a £2O npte it would be absurd
to strain at a goosemnd giblets. We will
eat tile bird on the day set apart for that
purpose by the church. Shall we invite
our fellow dodger ?”
“Mr. Nicholson ? Oh, certainly.”
When tho tea things were cleared
away, aud the lamp lit, Susan Mapleson
| sol to work upon her brother’s buttons
and socks, and while she sewed and
darned, he read a novel aloud to her ;
equitable division of labor !
Just as he had finished a chapter, the
hall door closed, and observing that Mr.
Nicholson had come in, and that it would
be a good plan to give him his invitation
at ouee, Harry Mapleson rose and wentf
out, returning presently, followed by the
fellow-lodger, all elderly man with a
slight stoop, who placed his lint and urn
i brellit on a chair, and came forward to
greet Susan, who took off her thimble
\ to shake hands with him.
“rf:i,< you la en to the British Mime
Uni to-diiy V’ j»he asked.
“Vis, n;y dear; yap as usual, 1 am
a leech nppotsi by ?lic*mubnsliers Jo old
“A leech ? No : a bee.”
“Well, that is pcrliapsa prettier wav of
putting it, and more complimentary h> t h ’
to myself and the Venerable an thorn I
draw from; flier are flowery enough j
. pin- times, too. Rut the bee skips from !
bud to blossom in a gay, coquettish
i manner, which would never draw the '
! honey out of a black-letter volume, let
I alone a meiliseval manuscript. I fear
' that leech is more literal.
! “But, then, what term w ould you have
j left to apply to the publishers?" asked
i Harry.
: “Nay. nay,” said the old man ; “Ican
j not complain. They pay me very well;
: there is not much competition in my
! musty line.”
j A tyro in plisiognomy might, have pro
nounced Mr. Nieliolaoh to be intellectual
aud lienevoleut, but it would have taken
au adept in theart to decipher the expres
! siou which habitually spread over hia
I features. There was a' weary, hopeless
! haunted look, which told of great suffer
ing either mental or physical—probably
j the former, for the deep linns about his
| mouth and eyes were of that character
! which is worn by sustained rather than
spasmodic action of the muscles. He
was a man witlinterrible becuuse a secret
i sorrow. Ido nut say that you would
have gathered all this on the present
occasion, for when he was in the society
of the Maplcsous he was a different being.
He was a lonely man ; most workers
have two lives, aprofessioual and a natur
al one, but until quite lately he had been
a student and nothing else ; studying for
his livelihood ; studying for companion
ship, even at meals : studying to find an j
opiate. But since he had formed an J
acquaintanceship, which soon ripened I
into friendship, with the young brother I
and sister, life had acquired anew iu- j
terest for him, and that little parlor was
an ark on the salt w aste of his existence.
He promised to dine with them on
Michaelmas day , aud theu Susan gave
him his greutes treat—some of Mendels
sohn's music. He would ait aud listen
till the water came into his eyes; and
this was not such a very curious phenom
enon, for though the girl was not any
very brilliant performer, treating her
instrument like a musical trapeze, aud
going through all sorts of wonderful
gymnastic feats upon it, she played with
rare feeling and expression, sending the
notes in the heart, aijit were. At half
past teu the party broke up. Harry
Mapleson considered that as his sister
rose early to look after domestic matters
and got his breakfast for him (for even a
small establish moot requires considerable
attention when you liave only got the
third part of a servant to “do" for you),
she ought to he early at the other end of
the day, too ; so lie invariably yawned
aud went up to his room at the top of the
house before eleven. But when he got
there he made no plow rations for going
1 to bed, but put writing materials on a
I table, and draw ing from his pocket the
1 papers which he had received from one
j of the hr ads of the departments before
leaving the ottt-> be sat down to work.
I It was three o'clock before liis task was
I accomplished.
“A slice of luck this,” he said to him
self on turning iu at last ; “just as I was
| wondering how I should meet these pay
: ments I had overlooked without cutting
i off some little expenses, which would
| *how Susan that I was hard up, I got
j this extra job work, which will get me
! straight. What a manager that girl ia I
I am afraid she stints herself in dress,
and that though, which must not be ; it
i shall not be, mother, If I can help it.”
i And thinking of her who was gone he
; fell aeleep.
Susan’s bedroom communicated with
) the parlor, and when her brother and
Mr. Nieholson went up stairs, she pass
ed into it ; returning again soon with a
quantity of millinery materials, from
which she proceeded to concoct one of
those articles of feminine adornment
which fathers and husbands pay no high
| ly for.
J "Poor old Harry,” her thoughts ran.
ias her nimble fingers worked. “He
! thinks that I do not see that his salary r s
j too little for our expenses, and I durst
not remonstrate with him when he wastes
his money upon tilings that I do not
really want; it wonld disappoint him so-
How fortunate it is that I have got this
knack of making things, which secures
me employment at my own home 1 How
little he thinks that I so often follow
him into London, carryiug my work to
the shop when it is completed ! The
! ordinary seamstress work I tried at first
i was not worth while, but they pay well
for this. I wish Harry would spend a
little more upon himself; I durst not
give him anew coat or hut in return for
his mantillas aud bonnets. The idea of
liis getting me that bonnet ; how surpris
ed lie would be to learn that 1 made it !”
The air of Harrow-on-the-Hill must
be peculiarly bracing, if the proverbial
sentiment about ilie bird of Kt. Michael,
attributed to the boys educated time, j
lie founded on anything like practical ;
experience. The goose, they say, is an I
awkward, dainty being, too much for one ;
mid not enough for two. f know that if
I hint two sons who “asked for more"
after finishing a gome at a .diking, I
should write to the t /tut s, ft, g, into
til at there are <.'ee,ir and geese, and the
specimen sent to the Maplcsous may
have been exceptionally fine ; but though
they lmd gone into training, as it were,
by dining at fi instead of i, ami though 1
they led the tellow-liidger to help them,
they left pickings; ur.d if some Harrov
ian carls the lip of scorn, 1 oauuot help
it; tiu.li is my hobby.
When they had got their first glasses
of sherry after the meal Harry said : "We
must drink the health of Mr. Anonymous,
please."
“Mr. repeated Susan,
sipping.
“Mr. Anonymous,” echoed Mr. Nichol
son, who drank and then added, "Some
relative ?”
“I don’t know, " replied Harry, “He
is a deed, or rather a succession of deeds,
without a name. Hu sent us the goose;
he sent us this sherry ; he has made us
more valuable presents. Do you thiuk I
ought to receive benefits without know
ing from whom they come ?”
“Certaiuly,’ said the fellow-lodger,
“I think you have told me tliot iu one of
his first letters this unknown professed
himself a friend of your—your mother’s.
Am I not correct V"
“Yes. But why such mystery ?"
“Oh, there are several probable reasons
for that ; he may be ashamed of not
doing more. You muy have substantial
claims upon him us a trustee of those
funds which I think you said had been
unwisely invested, or he may have amor
bid dislike to being thanked."
“It is strange, anyhow,” said Hurry,
“that our mysterious benefactor should
not have come forward to assist us when
we most needed it. ”
“When you lost your mother ?”
"Ye*."
“Perhaps," said Susan, “lie was uot
in Kuglnnd then, aud knew nothiug of
what had happened.”
“That is very likely,” said Mr. Nich
olson, “especially as you were supposed
to be well provided for. Have you uot
said so V”
“Yes,” replied Harry ; "our poor
mother’s little property was in a bank
which broke, but, thank God! she did
not know what had happened. She died
in the belief that her children were be
yond the reach of sordid care."
“It was about two years ago, I think
you have said ?”
“Yes, two years last August. I was
at college when summoned away to her
bedside, for her illuess was sudden and
short. Aud just as we were recoveriug
a little from the shock, ruin came. If I
had lieen alone in the world, I chink
that I should have enlisted or emigrated,
for I felt very desperate ; but fortunate
ly I had Susan to look after, and that
steadied me. Well, we must uot com
plaiu. I was fortunate to get my clerk
ship* and we managed to save that pia
no, aud a fe'» tilings which w ere sacred
m our errs, from the wreck. '
NO. 31.
“It was u sud blow, and the cares of
! life have fallen upon you early, young
i friends,” said Mr. Niehoisou. “Hut
pardon me for having led the conversa
tion into such u melancholy channel,” In
added, seeing that Susan had much ado
to restrain her tears. “I do not know
how it happened."
“Oh, Hurry and I often talk over old
times; I like it,” said Busan. “It
would be a dreadful thing to avoid
speaking of mama because she has been
taken from us; it seorns to me that those
we love are only really lost when we ban
ish them from our memories. ”
The old man bowed his head and sigh
ed deeply. “Have you any likeness of
her ?’’ he asked after a pause.
“O yes," replied Susan, and rose and
placed a miniature in his hand. He
gazed at in silence for some time, and
then murmured, “How like !”
“You knew our mother !” exclaimed
Harry in surprise.
“I mean how like your sister," Mr.
Nicholson, haudiug the miniature to him.
“O yes, there isa strong resemblance,”
said Harry. “But since you will not
have auy more sherry, suppose we go up
to your room and smoke a pip.-, while
Busan makes tea.”
AYiiou the old man and the young one
had settled down to the mutual absorp
tion of nicotine, the latter referred again
to the subject of his pc-sonul affairs.
"The only tiling I regret,” said he, “is
the way iu which my sister is shut up.
It must be a dreadful thing for her, poof
girl, to be aloue all day ; and it is bad
for her to be entirely without any com
panion of her own sex.”
“Have you no relatives or friends ?”
; asked Mr. Nicholson,
i “Our relatives cast ns off many years
ago, on account of a family misfortune.
But there were some friends who got me
my present appointment, aud who would
have taken charge of Susan. We de
cliued because of that family affair, for
Susan thought, and I thought, that it
would bo brought up against her. Os
course, we did uot put our refusal on
that ground. Busan said she would uot
leave mo, and I think they believe me
very wrong and selfish. lam not quite
confident that I am right myself, and yet
the pride which shrinks from raking up
an old shame culrlnird'y be a false pride
can it ?”
It is not an easy friing to decide in a
mum-vt the degree of pride which every,
mail ought to allow himself—ro point j
out where the proper ends, and the false
begins— to beat the parish bounda be- j
tween self-respoot aud vanity. No won- j
del- that Ml'. Nicholson pulled hard al
his pipe in silence. It was evidently no
lack of interest that belli his tongue,
however, for he turned away his head
and his hand shook ns though it was
palsied. Aud probably Harry did not
look for a reply ; fie was thinking aloud
as much as talking to the other ; and
presently he perceived this, and said,
with a laugh ; “A pleasant sort of ego
tism ! My excuse is the relief it affords
me to speak out, and there is no one else
upon whom l can inflict the ideas which
sometimes plague me ; for, of course, 1
want Busan to think me as free from can
ns a lap-dog. Aud then 1 seem to have
kuow u you all my life ; I forget that it
is hardly six moutlm since we left the
house together one morning, and both
! walking cityward, fell iuto conversation.
I But I know yon will pardon me.”
"There is no need for pardon,” said
Mr. Nicholson. “You do ma a favor by
taking mo into your confidence. lam a
lonely old man, who spent the better
part of his life away from bis country."
1 “Ah! where?"
“The last few years at Bamaucas; be
fore that, in l aris ; before that, at Got
tengeu. lam lithe more than a musty
old book worm, crawling from library to
library ; living so much iu the past as to
have lost all connection with the pres
ent, You have recalled feelings, sympa
thies, associations, which I thought
were lost to me forever.” He paused
for awhile, aud then said abruptly :
“How you must hate that member of
your family who brought upon it the
shame of which you speak !”
“O, no, no. no 1” cried Harry. “You
! little think But I will tell you alxmt
it some day. I see that you have tiusih
ed your pipe; suppose we go down stairs
aguiu.”
Bad subjects of conversation did not
crop up again, and the rest of the eve
ning, though "musical,” was melan
choly.
Fituke.
Ouc evening iu October Harry Maple
sou came borne at the usual time, but
uot in bis usual state of calm composure.
His face was pale, his eyes were spark
ling with excitement; his forehead was
bathed iu perspiration, and lie flourished
ail evening paper about.
“What is the matter?” cried Busan
“Don t be alarmed ; it is good news.
We cau look the world boldly in the
face, my dear ; our father was innoceut.”
“I know it. Bear mama always said
so.”
“Ay, but it is proved. Bee here. I
don’t think you ever knew the detail* of
the matter. ”
“So : I nwer wished to do so.”
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| “Well, then, I will not enter iuto them
j now. It is sufficient lor you to undo,-
I stand that our father Was a man of c- -
: siderable talent, who took a high degiu.i
in the university, unit was looked upon
: as u nsing man by the political par '/
' whose cause he espoused. Indeed, for
some tune he was private secretary to a
minister, aud it was only because of hi*
desiring more certain income upon hia
marriage that he resigned that unstable
' office, and accepted au appointment
which was uot dependent upon to* *ut
of men going out of office and another
coming iu. It was a position of trus',
aud large sums of mouey passed throng, i
1 his hauds. Well, there was wrongdoing,
j embezzlement, downright theft, iu tii*
. department. Our father ootild uot clear
himself. His name appeared to fraudu
lent documents which could not have
I been used without his signature —iu
i short he was condemned — seat acmes
i the sea—lost; for from that time our
mother could hear no more of him. “I
: am innocent,” he .said, wheu they parted,
“but what- does that matter ? — tlie and.
grace is the same. I hope to die soon,
but if that lilcssiug is denied me, I de
sire to bo forgotten, as though I had re.
ally escaped from this deu of thieves,
I will u<*t drag you aud my children
down auy lower. Du uot speak of me to
them—never seek for tidings of me. ’*
Our mother prayed, remonstrated,
wept iu vaiu—he was firm, saying he
knew it was for the best. That was
eighteen years ago, Susan, wheu you
were quite a baby, and I was so youug
that I have only the vaguest remem
brance of calamity and change.
Well, our father had uo more to and ■
: with that crime than we iufants had. .1
1 man in the same department forged his
! name aud embezzled the mouey. He is
! dying —struck down with a painful dis
: ease, which leaves him iu full possesion
j of Ins faculties, and ill his terror he ha*
confessed, and uppeuls to the family of
\ the man he has worse than murdered— -
!to us—for forgiveness ! Here it is — see 1
Gan yon forgive him, Susan ? I can't.
! Forgive him! I wish him well and
strong, that I might have my fingers
' around his throat and my kuee ou his
chest, anil watch his block soul stiffen
ing in his black heart! Boul! I hope— '*
“Harry, Harry !’’
“Well, well; I forgot myself; don’t
look frightened, Busan, it is well that
thy wretch lias spokeu at last, at ail
events. Our fatuei'a memory will he
cleared from reproach, aud you cau stay
occasionally with those good Boynton
people aim see a tittle society. ”
Busan was protesting that she was
quite couteuteu and happy under present
circumstances, wheu sUe was interrupted
by a knock at the doer, uud the leuow
iodger entered the room. He, too, held
a newspaper iu his hand. He, too, wus
evidently under the influence of some
strong emotion, for lie stood glaueiug
from one to the other with a siraugc,
yearning expression in his eyes, hut his
voice failed hum.
“You have seen this account iu the
evening papers, aud have concluded that
we belong to the family of Mr. Maple
son, winise cruel tale is told there ?” ask
- and Harry.
The old man nodded.
“You are right; we are lis chiilreu.
This sympathy is indeed kind.”
“Perhaps you yoiuslf are a connec
tion ?" said Busan, with a woman’s pene
tration.
The fellow-lodger at last forced words
lo his lips. “Yes,” ho said, “I—I”
“Look at him, Hurry,” cried Busan ,
and il they had uot run forward to sup
port him, the old man would have fallen.
They got him into a chair, bathed his
I forehead, gave him sherry, and he soon
I eauie out of the faint. “The emotion
was too much for me,” he said presently,
"l am myself now. No, no, do uot go
fur a doctor. lam not ill. It is nothing
hut an over-dose of happiness— a undi
ciue,” he added, with a sad smile, “I
have not been much accustomed to.”
“You were a great friend of his. per
haps?” asked Harry, who looked
puzzled; but Busan glanced rappidly
Horn the youthful features of her brother
to the care-worn face of the other, and a
light flushed upon her.
“Father !” she cried.
“My girl 1 My childreu ?
In the course of the evening he told
them all. How that, when a few years
of his sentence hail expired, he was al
i lowed to live as a free mau within the
I boundaries of the colony ; how his book
i craft bad gained him the situation of
librarian to a wealthy settler, who had
a touch of biblomauia, which it was
difficult to gratify out there ; how he
nearly died of the gnawing desire to
commnuieate with his wife, but fought
the battle out with what he felt to be self
aud conquered ; how at length, wheu
free to return to Europe, ho had engaged
in certain literary pursuits, which there
is no occasion to specify, but iu wliich
he eventually was so successful as to be
iu receipt of au income fur beyond his
wants; how that, hearing of his wife’s
death, and certaiu that his childreu could
uot recognize him, he had come to Eug
■and, aud hud contrived to obtain lodg
ings in the same house, aud make their
acquaintance.
“Aud if it had uot been for this happy
confession, would you never have told us
who you were, papa ?” asked Susan.
“After the trial I have come through,”
replied her father, “1 think I may boast,
never 1"
It is felt iu certaiu influential circles
that -‘something should he done” for
poor Muplesou something also is to be
dune fur his son Harry. This vague
announcement sounds, I graut, wofully
like “chops for two 1” but I am in a
positiou to state that Mr. Mapleson will
nave a pension and that Harry will get a
nomination ; and when it comes to com
petitive examination, within certain lim
its, I’ll back him. Meantime, father aud
sou aud daughter are settling down into
tueir relationship, and Hurry has lieen
relieved of a uigutmire. It was this:
He fauoied that persou, the man — since
dead, by the by—wuo committed the
crime his lather suffered for, had mods
him the various presents he had accept
ed ; and one evening wheu the three wete
together, he owned that hi* suspicion
made him wretohed.
“Silly !” cried Busan ; “why.ofoewrße
Mr. Anonymous was papa!”
“Is that » fact, father?”
“Busan is right, my boy,”