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“ The son, with the air of one who has acquired a curious and useful piece of information, rode quietly on, and the silence that ensued was unbroken, but by his asking his parent for the tobacco, until they arrived at the village.”—p. 47.
Young Bowers was reading to the author of his existence some passages from Lickspittle's life of General Pierce, of whom (the general, not the author) old Joe is a great admirer. On arriving at that affecting anecdote of the liberality of the General in bestowing a cent upon a forlorn boy to enable him to purchase candy like his playmates, Bowers commanded his offspring to pause. Young Joe reverently obeyed.
"The General,' said Joseph, dogmatically, 'should never have mentioned that circumstance, never.'
• “And why, my father?' asked his son.
"Because,' replied the philosopher, 'Silence gives a cent, or I've read my Bible to very little purpose.'
“And acknowledging the application of Seripture by a concurring nod, young Joe resumed his literary labors, and his father the pipe, which he had withdrawn for the enunciation of his sentiments.”—p. 81, vol. 2.
With the following exquisite morceau from the pen of old Joe Bowers himself, it being the commencement of a tale, which concludes the book, we must conclude our extracts.
The tale is entitled The Dun Filly of Arkansas; or, Thereby Hangs a Tail.
Many a long year ago, when the ‘Child's Own Book' was all true-when fairies peopled every moonlit glen, and animals enjoyed the power of conversation, in a sequestered dell, beneath the shadow of a mighty oak, upon a carpet of the springiest and most verdant moss, disported a noble horse of Arabian blood, and his snow-white bride, “The Lily of the Prairie.'
"• And oh ! my noble lover,' said the Lily, as in playful tenderness she seized and shook between her teeth a lock of his coal-black mane, 'may I indeed believe thy vows ? Hast thou forgotten for aye, the dun filly of Arkansas ? And wilt thou ever, ever be faithless to me again ?'
Nay, dearest,' he replied. “ And she neighed.”
From these extracts the reader will get an idea of the nature of the forthcoming work, which we trust will find a place on their center-tables, in their libraries, and reading-rooms. We subjoin a few notices from the southern press, handed us by Mr. Bowers; the marks in the margin of each having been made with a pencil, probably by himself:
“ The most elegant book of the season—with greater attractions for the eye of taste and the enlightened mind than any other.”— Vallecetos Sentinel. $1.25, pd.
“ These volumes will have a permanent and increasing value, and will adorn the libraries and center-tables of
American families as long as American literature continues to be read."-San Isabel Vaquero. $3 pd. for two insertions, and another notice for two bottles of whisky.-J. B. “This superb and elegant affair is the book of the seaunquestionably.”—Penasquitas Picaron. 4s.
two drinks, and invited him to dinner.-J. B.
"The typography of these volumes is all that could be desired. Nothing superior to it has been issued from the American Press. Bowers will be among American classics what Goldsmith is among those of Fatherland. It is an elegant edition of the works of our foremost writer in the belles lettres department of literature."—Soledad Filibuster. $5, drink, string of fish, and half-pig when I kill.–J. B.