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The Seaforth News, 1933-10-26, Page 6PAGE SIX" is THE SEAFORTH NEWS. THURSDAY, OCTOBER 26; 1933 ger. ESISEMIN "When I cornea doon this rnornm'," aye 'behind and behind, and 2 canna, said Teddy IBolstock in a whisper, " canna—'t "I found him sittin' just so, And he's. Teddy 'Bolstock interrupted, lifting nor moved nor spoke since." "'Where's th' Terror, then?" asked 'Tupper, awed somehow into like ,hush- ed tones, 'Tit t' paddock at back,Teddy an- swered," nnarch'in' 'hoop and doom, hoop and doon, •fes a' the world like a sentry-soger. And so be was when 'I looked odt o' the .window when I wake," ' - Then 1Landesley entered, and after him, Ned 'Hoppin, Rob !Saunderson, Jim 'Maso'n, and others, each with his dog. And each man, as he carne in and saw the little lone tgure for once with- out its huge attendant genius,'' putt the same question; while the dogs sniffed about the little plan, as though sus - pectin; treachery. And all the time his hand for silence. "D'yo' hear thot?-Thunderl" They listened; and from without came a gurgling, jarring roar, hor- rible'to hear: It's connin nearer!" "Nay, it's goin' away!" "No thunder that!" "More like the Lea in flood. °And yet -Eh, ,Mr. M'Adam, what is it?" The little main had moved at fast. He was on his feet, staring about hire, wild-eyed. "Where's yer dogs?" he almost screamed. "Here's ma— Nay, by thunder! but he's not!" was the asltonished cry, In the interest of the story no man had noticed 'that :his dog had risen ;i1'Adam sat as 'though he neither from his side; no,,one had noticed a heard nor saw, lost in some sweet, sad 'fi'le of shaggy 'figures creeping out of !the room, "I tell ye it's the tykes! I tell ye it's the tykes! They're on ma Wullie- fifty to one they're on him! My 'God! My God! 'And me not there! ;Wullie,. W'i'llie!" -in a scream -"Pm wi' ye!" At the same time Bessie .Bolstock rushed in, white-faced. "Hi I Feyther! Mr. Saundersonl all. o' you! T'tylcestightin' mad! Hark!" There was no time for that. Each man seized his stick and rushed for the door; and M'Adam led them all. stream; so quiet, so silent, that more than one thought he slept. After the first glance, however, the farmers paid him little heed, clustering round the ,publican at the farther end of the room to hear the latest story of OwdBob, It appeared that a week previously James Moore with a pack of sheep had met the new Gratnmoch-town butcher at the Dalesmen's Daughter. A bar- gain concluded, the butcher starred with the dock for home. As he had no dog, the Master offered hint Th' Owd Un, "And he'll pick mei th' town Ito- itt rrow," said he. Now the butcher ,was a stranger in the land. Of course he had heard of Owd Bob o' Kenm'uir, yet it ,never =truck him that this handsome gentle- man with the quiet, resolute manner, who handled sheep as he had never seen them handled, was that hero - "the best sheep -dog in the North." Certain it is that by the time 'the flock was penned in the enclosure be- hind the .hop, he coveted the dog -ay, w',uld even offer ten pounds for him! :Forthwith the butcher locked him up in an outhouse -summit of indig- nity; resolving to make his offer on the morrow. When the morrow came he found no dog in the outhouse, and, worse,' no sheep in the enclosure A sprung board showed the way of escape of the one, and a displaced hurdlethat of the other. And as he was making the discovery, a gray dog and a flock of sheep, travelling along the road to- ward the 'Dalesman's Daughter, met the Master. From the first, Owd !Bob had mis- trusted the man. The attempt to con- lfine 'him set the seal on his sus- picions. His master's sheep were not for such a rogue; and he worked his own way out and ;took the sheep along with him. The story was told to a running chorus of "Ma word I (Good, Owd tUnI-(Hol hol did he that?" Of them all, only \!'Adam sat strangely silent. (Rob 'Saunders.on, always glad to draw the little man, ,remarked it. "And What 'd'yo think o' that, Mr, M'Adam, for a wunnerfu' story of a wunnerfu' tyke?" he asked. "It's a guile 'tale, a vera guile tale," the little man answered dreamily "And James Moore didna invent it; he had it from the Christmas number o' rhe Flock -keeper in. sixty, (00 the following Sunday, old Rob, from sheer curiosity, reached down from his shelf the specified number of the pa- per. To his amazement he found the little man was right. There was the story almost identically. 'None the less is it also true of Owd Bob o''Ken- "Ae,ay," ,the little man cot tinned, "and in a day or two, James Moore'll 'ha' anither tale to tell ye -a 'bellter' kale, ye'll think it --main ]affable. And yet -ay -no -SI] no ,believe - it 1 I Myer loved games 'Moore, but 41 think, as Mr. H'ornblut-mince said, he'd, ra- ther die than lie '"Owd Bob o' `Ken- muirl" he ,continued in a whisper, "'Up till, the end. I canna shake , him aff, S-Iafflins'1 think that where I'nn vein' to 'there'll be gray doge sneakin' around roe in the twilight. And they're A rare thing it was for M'Adam and Red Wull to be aparlt. So ram, that others besides the men in that little tap -room noticed 'it. Saunderson's old ;Shep'walked ''quict- ly.to the back floor of the house and looked out. There on the 'slope below him he saw what he sought, stalking up and down, ;gaunt and grin', like a lion at feeding time, And as the old dog watched, his tail vas••genttly swaying as though he were well pleased. He walked back into the tap -room just as Teddy began his tale. Twice he made the round of tite room, silent footed, From dog to dog he went, stopping at each as though urging him on to some great enterprise. Then' he made for the door again, looking back to see if any followed, 'One by one the others rose and trailed out after him: big blue Rasper, Londesley's Lassie, Ned 'Hop -pin's young dog; Grip and ''Grapple, the publican's bull -terriers; Jim Mason's Gyp, foolish and flirting !even now; otters there were; and last of all, wad- dling heavily in the rear, that scarred Amazon, the 'Venus, Out of the house they pattered, si- lent and unseen, with murder in their hearts. At last they had found their enemy alone. And slowly, in a black cloud, like the shadow of .death, they dropped clowe the slope upon him, And he saw them coming, :. knew their errand -as n -ho Should better than the Terror of the Border? -and was glad. Death it might he, and such an one, as he wou'id 'wish to die -at least diss:raction from •that long drawn 'haunting pain, And he smiled grimly' as he looked at the appro'aching,croved and saw there was not one ,there bet' he had humbled in his time. He ceased his restless pacing, and awaited there. His great head' was high as he scanned them contemptuously, daring then to come on. An on they came, marching. slow and silent like soldiers at ;a 'funeral: young and odd; bob -tailed and, :hull; terrier and collie; flocking like vultures to the dead. And the. Venus, .heavy with years, rolled after !them en her bandy legs panting in her. hurry 'lest she should be late For had she not the blood of her blood to avenge?. ISo they 'came about (rim, slow, cer- tain, murderous, opening out to. cut him off on every side. There was no need. He 'never !thought , to move,. Long -odds '!would ,be - crushingly heavy; yet he loved them' -for it, and was trembling already with the glory of the coming tfight; They were •up to him now; the sheep dogs w'a'king round him on their toes, stiff and shore like cats on coals; their blacks a little .hum -ped; heads averted; yet eying hint askance. And he remained stock -stili icor looked at them. His great chin was cod, d hneez'tr'tred ill ea dreaokedfulangrin.•.isAs heustoleodwithkiere, dhi'- erhig a little, his eyes"`ro4'ling beck, his breath grating in his throat to set every bristle on end, he looked a devil indeed. The Venus ranged alongside hint. ,No preliminary stage for her; she nester walked where she .could stand, or stood where she could lie. But stand she must now, breathing hard through her nose, never taking her eyes off that -pad she had marked for her own. Close beside her were crop - eared Grip and`'Grappa:e, looking up at the line 'above (them where 7t'airy neck and Shoulder .joined. ,Behind was big Kasper, and close to him Lassie. Of the others, 'each' had marked _plaice,` each 'baked up his post. Last of a41, old !Shep took his stand foil! its front of his enemy, their shoulders and heads almost ru'bb'ing, head pest head. ISo the two stood a moment, as though they - were Whispering; each diabolical, each rolling 1back his 'eyes to watch the other. While from the little mob there rose a snarling, bub- bling snore, like some giant wheezing in his sleep. Then like lightning each struck Rearing high, they wresltled with striv ing paws and theexpression of fiends incarnate. Down they went, Sleep un- derneath, and the great dog 'with a dozen of these wolves of hell u:pot hint. Raspier, devilish, was riding or his back; the Venus -well for 'him! had struck and missed; but Grip and Grapple 'h'ad their hold.; and the oth- ers, like leaping -demoniacs, were plunging into the .whirlpool vortex o the fight. And there, where a fortnight before he had fought and lost the battle o the .Cup, (Red 'Wahl now 'battled for his life. Long odds! But what cared :he? The long -drawn agony of the night was drowned in that glorious delirium. The hate of years cam'e bu'bblin'g forth. In that supreme moment he would avenge his wrongs. And he went in to 'fight, revelling like a giant in the red lust of killing, Long odds! Newer 'before had he faced such a galaxy of foes. His one chance lay in quickness: to prevent t'he swarming crew getting their h'old till at 'least 'he had diminished their numbers. Then it was a sight to see the great brute, huge as a bull-calf,-sttottt,g as a bull, rolling over and over and up again, quick as a kitten; leaping here, striking there; shaking 'himself free; swinging his quarters; !fighting with feet and 'body and teeth -every inch of hien at war, More than once ha broke right through the mob; only to tuna again and face it. No flight for him;' nor thought of it, Up and down the slope the dark mass tossed, like some hulk the sport of the waves. Black and white; sable and gray, worrying at that great cen- trepiece. Up and dawn,, roaming wide, leaving everyw"here a trail of red. Gyp he had pinned and ,hurled over ,his shoulder. 'Grip followed; he shook her till she rattled, then flung her afar; and she fell with a horrid thud, .not to rise. While 'Grapple, the death to avenge, hung tighter. In a scarlet, soaking patch' of the ground lay Big 'Bell's lucher, doubled up in a dread- ful hall. And Hoppin's young dog, Who ithree hours before had been the chil- dren's. tender playmate, a now fiendish to look on, dragged after the huddle up the .hill, 'Back the mob rolled on ber.'When it'wass.'p'assed, she lay quite still, grinning; .a 'hand'ful of tawny hair andflesh in her dead mouth. ISo they fought on. And ever and anon a great figure rose up from the heaving inferno all around; rearing :to his frill height, his head ragged and bleeding, the red foam dripping' from. his jaws. Thus he tvottldappear mo- mentarily, ilike omen:taril'y,'like some dark rock amid a raging sea; and down he would ge again. Silent now they fought, dumb and determined. Only you might have heard the rend and rip of tearing flesh; a. hoarse gurgle as some g went down; the panting of dry throats and now and then a sob 'from that, central figure. For he was fighting for his life. The Terror of the Border was at bay. All who meant it were on him now, The Venus, blinded with 'blood,` had her hold at last; and never' but once in a long life of battles had she .let go; IRasper, 'his :breath 'coming in rat- tles, had' him -horribly by the loins; while a dozen other devils with red eye's and wrinkled nostrils clung still; Long odds! And downr he went, smothered beneath the weight of num- bens, yet struggled tip again. (His/great head was torn and dripping; his eyes a gleam d,f rolling 'Ted and white; the little tail stern and stiff .like the gallant stump of a flagstaff shot away. Iie'w1s desperate, bit indomitable; and sobbed as ,he Sought doggedly on. (Long odds! It could not last, And dawn he went at length, silent still -- never never. a cry should they wring from. hint M. his agony, the Venus glued to. that mangled pad; iRas'per beneath ,him now; three at his throat; two at his ears; a crowd on flanks and body. The Terror of the 'Border was down \Vullie, ma Wdllie1' screamed M' - Adam, bounding .dove the slope :a cro'ok's length in front of lehc: rest. "Wullie! Wyllie! to tnel" At the shmi'll cry 'the huddle below .vas convulsed. 'It heaved and swelled and dragged to and f+ro,like the sea la:slied into life' by some dying levia than,` IA gigantic figure, tawny and tre.ce 'fought its -way to the sirfact ..A. great tossing head, bloody, past recognition, flung out from the ruck. One quick glance he 'shot Trona his ragged eyes. at the little flying form' in front; then with a roar 'like a waterfall nlusged toward it, .shaking • +off the bloody leeches as he went. "Wull!e! Waitie! I'm wi' ye!" cried that little voce, now so neat. Through--through-through ! - an incomparable 'effort and his'la'st, They hung to his (throat, they clung to his nuzzle, they were round and about him. And down he went again with a sob and a little suffocating cry, shoot- ing tep at his master one quick, be- seeching glance as the sea of blood closed over hint -worrying, smother - mg, tearing, like foxhounds alt the kill They left the dead and .pulled away the living, And it was no light task, for the p'a'ck were mad for b'lo'od. At the bottom of the wet . rnass 05 hair and red and flesh was old S'h'ep, shorts -dead, And as Saundersan Pulled the body out, his face was working; for no pian 'can, lose in a crack .the friend . of a dozen years, and remain unmoved. The Vent's lay these; her teeth clenched still in death; smiling 'that her vengeance was achieved. Big Ras- per, blue no .longer, was gasping out his life, Two more came crawling out to fined a quiet spoil where they might lay them down to die. 'Before the 'night had 'fallen! another ,had gone to his ac- count. While not a dog who fought upon that day but carried the scars of it with him to his grave. The Terror o'. th' Bo'r'der, terrible in his life, like ISaneson, was yet more terrible itt his dying. Dawn at the bottom 'lay that which once had been 'Adam M''Adtam's Red Will. At the sight the little man neither raved nor awore: it was past that for him. 'He sat down, ,heedless of the soaking 'ground, and took the mangled head in his lap very tenderly, "''They've done ye at last, Wullie --- they've they've done ye at last," the said quiet ly; unalterably convinced that the at- -tack had been organized •while he was detained in the tap -roost. 'On hearing the loved Tittle voice. Etre .dog gave one weary wag of his stump-tail.And with that the Tailless !Tyke, Adam M'Adam's Red Wulf, the Black Killer, went 'to his long 'home. One by mone - the Dalesen took away their .dead, and the little man was left alone with the body of his last friend, Dry-eyed he sat there, nursing the dead dog's head; 'hoar after 'hour - alone-crooningto himself: "',Aortic a sour daurk we twa hae wrought, An' wi' the weary •warl' foughtl t.An' moray an'anxious ..day I thought We wad be heat.' An' tioo,we are, Wullie-neo we arel" So he went on, repeating the lines over ,and over again, always with the same' sad termination. "A man's :mither-a m'an's wife -,a man's dog! they three are a 'little Adant iver had to brick 'him ! D'ye mind the' auld mither, 'Wu'19ie ? And her, `Niver be down=hearted, Adam; ye've aye got yer neither,' And ae day '1 had not. And Flora, Wullie (ye re- ndmber Flora, Wyllie? Na, ma; ye`d not) .wt eaffin" daffin' manner, cryin' to one: 'Ada'm, ye say ye re alane. But ye've me -is that no etnough for ony titan?' And God kens 'it was -while it last I" He brake down and 'sobb'ed a whtide, And you, Wullie-and you 1 the only m'an 'friend iver I had. I" He sought the dog's bloody paw with 'his right hand, "'An' here's a hand, my trusty Ifier, lAn gie's a hand o'thine; IAn' we'''1.1 tak" a right guid willie- waught, ;For auld Lang syne'." ward that bridge which once the dead thing on the -slope had held' against a thousand. ;I -Ie crossed it ,sn5 tii,rtretb; there was a look upon his face, half hopeful, half fearful, very piteous to See. "Wullie, Wullie, to mel" he. -tied; only the accents, formerly so fiery, Were now weak as a dying 111.111', IA while he waited in vain, "Are ye no corrin'; Wiilllie?" ,lac ask- ed at length in 'quavering tones; "Ye've not used to leave mt." He tva!leecl away a pace, then turined. ,again and whistled that shrill, ` sharp cola, only eio'ty it sounded like te broken ecdto of ts'eIf, "Comae to me, ,''VuIlliel" he implored, Very pi�ti'ful-ly, "'Tris the fiti'at time I kers ye not come and me wln'istbin. What• ails ye, led?" II-lerecrossed 'the bridge, w'alleing blindly like a sobb'in'g ,child; and yet dry-eyed.. Over the dead body he stooped. 'What ails ye, 'Wulllie?" he asked again, "MIN you, bo'o, leave _me?" Then 'Bessie,, watching fearfully, saw hits ,bend, sling 'tie great body on his ,back, and stagger away. Limp and hideous, the carcase hung down ;flora ,the 'little !man's shoulders The huge head, 'w'i'th grim, wide eyes and lolling 'tongue, jolted and swag- ged with the motion, seeming to grin a ghastly !delfi'ance at the (world it had left, 'And'bhe last Bessie saw of them was that ibloody, r011ang -head, with the puny legs staggering beneath their load,. as ;the 'two passed out of the world's ken. So the 'Devil's !Bowl, next day, they 'found the pair: Adam M'Adam and els Red Wuda, !face to face; decd, not divided; .each, ` save for. the other, alone, The dog, his saturnine expres- sion. glazed. 'and ghastly 'in the fixed- ness;od death, ,propped up against ,that ihuinpbecked 'b'.oul.der 'beneath which, et while before,;the Black Killer had dreed his weird; and, cl,ose 'by, 'his master :lyin'g roti his 'back, his dint dead eyes staring no at 'bhe ."heaven, one :hand -still clasping a crumpled p'lleltograp'h; the weary body at rest at last, the mocking 'face -mocking no longer -alight with a whole-s'ou'led, tnansiftguriu.g happiness- PO6TSCRUPT Adam 'M''Adam and his [Red (Null lie 'buried together: one just within the other just without, the consecrated pa'l'e. The only mourners at ;the funeral. were 'David, 'games Moore, 'Maggie, and 'a gray dleg peering through ,the 'iy,ch-gate. 'Durin'g the service at carriage stop- ped -at the churchyard, and .a lady with a stately .figure and a gentle face stepped out and cameacross'the grass to pay a last tribute to the dead, ,And Lady (E-lean'our, las she joined ,the lit- tle group :about the grave; seemed to notice a more 'than usual so'lemn'ity inthe parson's voice as he intoned: "Earth to earth --ashes to ashes-du'st to dust; in sure .and certain hope of the ,Resurrection to eternal life." When you wander in the gray hill - country of the North, in (the •loneliest corner of that lonely land you may chance ttpon a lotw 'Farm -house, 'lying inthe shadow of the Muir Pike.. ,Entering, a tall sold pian comes out to greet you -the Master of Kenmttir, Mis shoulders are 'bene now; the ,hair tba't was so dark is 'frosted; !but the 'blue -gray eyes look you as !proudly in alte dace as 'of yore. And 'while the girl with .the 'glory df yellow fitair is preparing food for you -they are laospita'ble to a fault, these 'Northerners -you will Notice on th'e mantelpiece, standing solitary, a massive silver cup, dented. That is the world -known !Shepherd's 'Trophy, won outright, es the old :man wild Itell yiou, by !Owd Bob, last and best of the Gray Dogs of 'Kenmuir. The last !because he is the lbes't; be cause zones, for la long -drawn unit oil 'time, !James .Moore 'had thought him to .'be rune wor's't When, at length: you !take your. leave, the add man acconvpanies you t0 the top Of the slope to 'point you your way. "Yo' 'enoss :the stream; 'over Lang- holm 'How, yonder; 'past the B'obtom; and oap .th' hill on 'far 'side, Yo"ll -come on eh' house o' top, Aon happen yo'dl meet Th' iOwd Un on the road. Good - !day to you, sir, good -day." Iso' you go as h -e has bidden yott; across the stream; skirting the How, over the gulf attd up' the' hill again, On the way, as the'Master has 'fore- 'He sat there, muttering, and . strok- told, you come ttpon an olid giiay dog, ing the poor head upon hlsbap, bond- trotting soberly along. 'Th' Owd Un. in 'over it, lie's a mother over a sick,, indeed, seems to spend the evening of g chi1d.his 'life going ,thus between 'Kenneth. "They've done ye at last, tad-clone'and the Grange. The black nuzzle is ye,sair, And-noo I'm th'in'kin' they'll noIIl'mos't white now; the gait,' formerly rest content till I'm gone, 'A'n'd oh, co smooth and strong, is stiff and Wu'11ie1"--he bent 'dawn and whisper- ed -"I dream -ed sic an a•wki' thing - that ma Wullie-but 'there! Was but a dream." ISo he stat on, crooning to the deal dog; and no man approached hirn, i0uuly Bessie o4 the inn watched the Tittle 'lone ,figure from alar. It was bong ,past norm when at length he rose, laying the dog's head .et ::1y down, and 'tottered away 10 - slow; venerable, indeed, is he of whom urea still talk as the best slheep- clog in' the North. A:s'he passes, he pauses to scan you.' The noble 'he'ad is thigh, and one foot raised; and you bo'o'k into two 'big gray eyes such 'as you have never, seen' betfore-sot,' a'little flim, and •htllinite- ly sad. That :is °Owl Bob o' ,lZenbnuir of w':-- i the t.'te;s are nearly as the ;flow - PROFESSIONAL CARDS Medical DR, H. HUGH ROSS, ' Physician and Surgeon. Late of London Hos- pital, London, England. Speoial attention to diseases of the eye, ear, hose and throat. Office and resi- dence behind Dominion Bank. Office ercial Hotel, Seaforth, 3rd Monday in Phone No, 5; Residence Phone 104. DR. F. J. BURROWS, Seaforth Office and residence, Goderich street, ast of the United Church. Coroner or the "County, of. Huron, Telephone No, 46. , e DR. F. J, R. 'F0'RISTER-Eye, Ear Nose and Throat, Graduate in Medi- cine, University of Toronto 1897, Late Assistant New York Ophthat. mic and Aural Institute, Moorefield's Eye, and Golden Square throat hospi. ba't's, London, England. At Comm ercial IIio,tel, Seaforth, 3rd 'Monday in. each month, from 11 a,m. to 3 p.m;. DIR, W. C. SPIRIQAT.-+Graduate elk Faculty of Medicine, Universiity oft Western Ontario, London. Member of College of Physicians and Sur- geons. of Ontario. Office in rear air A'berhart's drug spore, Seaforth Phone 90. Hours 1.30-4 p,m., 7,30 -9 p.m. Other hours by appointsnent,. Dental DIR, J. A. MU'N'N, Successor to Dr. R. R. Ross, graduate of North- western University, Chicago, I11. Li- centiate Royal College of Dental Sur- geons, Toronto. Office over Sills" hardware, Main St., Seaforth. Phone 151. DR. F. ,j,, B'EOHtELY, graduate: Royal College of Denial Surgeon.,, Toronto, Office over W. R. Smith's. grocery, Main St., Seaforth. Phones, office 185W, residence 185J. Auctioneer. GEORGE ELLI'O'TT, Licensed Auctioneer for the County of Huron. 'Arrangements can be ntlade for Sate Date at The Seaforth News, Charges Moderate and satisfaction guranteed WATSON AND R FID' I REAL ESTATE AND INSURANCE AGENCY (Succssors to James 'Watson) MAUN S'T., SEAFORTH, ONT, All kinds of Insurance risks effect=- ed at lowest rates in First-Class-- Companies. irst-ClaskCompanies. THE McK.JLLOP Mutual ai dire Insurance Cli, HEAD OFFICE-SEAFORTHi Out OFFICERS Geo. R. McCartney, Seaforth - Pres. James Connolly, Goderic'h -Vice-PS'est. Merton A. Reid, Seaforth-'See- Treas. AGENTS: W. E. Hinchley, Seaforth; John. Murray, R. R. 3, Seaforbh; E. R. G, Jarm'aubh, Brodhagen; James- Watt,. Blyth; C. IF. Hewitt, (Kincardine; Watt'. Yeo, Holmesville. DIRECTORS: William Knox, Londesboro; George Leon'hardt, Brodhagen; James Con- nolly, Goderich; Alex. Broad'foot, No. 3, Seaforth; Robert Ferris, B,lyth;, George McCartney, No, 3, S'eafor'th;, John, Pepper, Brucefield; James Shol- dice, Walton; Thomas. Moylan, No. 5;. Seaforth. Parties desirous to effect insurance or transact other business,will be• promptly attended to . by applications, to any of the above named officers ad- dressed ddressed to their respective post' offices, ers on the May, With trim dies 'the- 1'ast of the im'm'ortal line of the Gray Dogs of IKemmuir. You travel on tit .the t hill, santeth;utg•' pensive, and knock at 'bhe door of the house on the top. 'A woman, comely with the inevit- able comeliness of motherhood, ofneus' to you, And nestling in her arms is a little 'boy with gol'd'en 'hair and happy face, like .one of Correggio's cherubs Yost aelc :the child his name, !Hie' lei'etks and ,cr)ws, and looks up at his Mother; and in 'this end lisps' roguish- ly, as if It was the merriest 'joke in all, this merry world, "A'clum Matad'duatn."' f('The !Enid,) Notice to Creditors, ;3 times for $2:50'