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Les diagrammes suivants illustrent la mithode. 1 2 3 1 2 3 4 5 6 '*r J' T^LES FOR CANADIAN HOMES. BY ANDREW LEARMONT SPEDON, » • ♦. rSdutJior of '^ Caaadian y^ummer Svening S'ales/^ u 3' he ^^anadian Jiinstrel/^ ^'C. How slight a cause may change our life Beyond its own control, Produce a cordial to the lieart, Or canker in the soul. ■4\ PRINTEE) FOR THK AUTHOR, BY MITCHELL & WILSON, MONTREAJ^, 1872. .J LP PSf^?^! ^^3Tzr'T Wht mnck-Btaltb letter ; OR, THE MISFORTUNES OF A CANADIAN COCKNEY. « <•» <- CHAPTER L Old London ! — city of cities ! — whose founda- tions were laid when the ancient Briton in his martial glory prowled among the dense forests w^hose foliage darkened the waters of the Thames, long ere the foot of the adventurous Koman had touched the shores of Albion; or the Dane and Saxon had established themselves wathin the strongholds of the British isles. Who has not heard of this great old city, teeming with human life, and filled with the extremes of wealth, pov- erty, righteousness and iniquity ? "VYho has not heard of its eminent statesmen audits distinguish- ed authors : — its time-honored institutions of reli- gion, literature and jurisprudence : its antiquated buildings, themselves volumes of history written TALES FOR CANADIAN HOMES. by the eventful finger of time : — its massive warehouses ; and also its magnificent mansions, w^herein peers and princes banquet in luxury : — its club-houses; and its dens of pollution, amid whose shadows the grim spectres of degraded humanity struggle out a wretched existence. Into this great city — wonderful and complicated in itself— the modern Babylon of the world, — gentle reader, now follow me in imagination, and I will introduce you to the subject of the following story. It is the Saturday evening of a chilly night towards the end of November, 1869, that season of the year in which the grey old buildings of London assume a more sombre aspect than dur- ing the sunny days of summer. The twilight had congealed into darkness after a somewhat foggy day, and mantling its shadows around the homes of the destitute and degraded, tinging the wret- ched inmates with melancholy, and even making their lives more miserable and less tenacious to the world. The dark streets have been lighted up. The great tide of human beings that have during the day thronged the thoroughfares, has partially subsided ; but thousands of pedestrians are still bustling to and fro ; while the din of carriages are heard on every street. The provi- sion shops are crowded with noisy customers. The coffee-houses are steaming forth their deli- cious viands, where throngs of both men and V>' t V THE BLACK-SEALED LETTER. A women are greedily satisfying their appetites : while thousands of ale-houses and gin-hells arc pouring forth their poisonous liquids, where crowds of miserably degraded wretches of both sexes in human shape are swallowing down the deadly elements and rioting in hellish reA'elry. Alas ! how many a home has been converted into a mad-house, yea, even into a very hell, by these dens of pollution, in which dwell the ac- cursed spirit-dealers of iniquity. Alas ! how many a fond wife, with her little ones, perhaps destitute of every domestic com- fort, is at that very moment anxiously awaiting the return of her husband. Hour after hour may pass away, until the very depths of night appear to grow sad with the dreary sorrow of her heart, and at length he returns — but not as a loving and sober husband ; not as a tender and home- providing father ; not as a man, with all the noble attributes of the human nature ; not as a Christian, with the spiritual Balm of Grilead, with which to soothe the cankering ills of his house- hold; — no, not as either he returns, but rather as a madman escaped from the prison walls of Bedlam, or as fiend let loose from the nether kennel. But, nevertheless, there were thousands of happy households that evening enjoying the domestic comforts of a peaceful home, — that place, the dearest of all on earth, when sancti- 6 TALES FOR CANADIAN H0M^3. fiod by tho afUMjiion of a unitod, sobor, and indus- trious i'amily. 8ucli was thK- THE BLACK-SEALED LETTEB. '■••V ' IS J. born of the family, was possessed of a robust con- stitution, of the middle size, and about twenty-six years of a^e. Frederick in appearance was the very facsimile of his father, with all the finer sen- sibilities of his mother ; yet, apparently possessed of a stern determination of will, amountin^^ to stubborness when actuated by the impulses of a nervous temperamant. Mr. Charlston was a hatter by trade ; and at the time referred to kept a hat factory of his own in Fleet Street. His industry had placed him in favorable circumstan- ces. Estimating the value of labor and intellect, he had given his children a tolerably good educa- tion, and at a proper age had apprenticed his sons to become tradesmen. George followed the business of his father. Frederick was a cabinet- maker, and at the time referred to had been two years emx)loyed as a journeyman. Neither Mr. Charlston nor his sons were then addicted to in- temperance. Frederick was a strict teetotaller. Occasionally a bottle of ale was partaken of by the others ; or when an acquaintance visited the house, or during the Christmas holidays, an ad- ditional bottle might be set down to grace the table. They were, however, a sober and indus- trious family ; and when the labours of the day were past, they generally gathered around the household hearth to spend their evenings plea- santly and profitably to themselv^es. On the evenintj referred to, and whilst Mr. 8 TALES FOU CANADIAN HOMES. Charlston and family were engaged in their respective duties, as described, the door bell was rung. George attended to the signal ; and in a few seconds a young man entered the room? signalizing himself in a very familiar but some- what uncouth manner. " Grood evening, Mr. and Mrs. Charlston. How are you Eliza, Amelia, and Charlotte ? and you Frederick, old lad ? I didn't see you at work to-day. I thought something was out of joint with you, and I have come on purpose to see. Why what's the matter with your neck ? You have it swaddled up as if you were determined to defy the hangman's rope from ever getting a hold of you," ejaculated Charles Holstrom. " Oh, I have only caught a bit of a cold in my throat," leplied Frederick; " come Charlie, take a seat by my side and give us your latest news about town." The husky voice of Holstrom awoke the in- fant from its peaceful slumber, and the poor thing began to bawl loudly as if startled from either surprise or fear. Mrs. Charlston lifted it to her knee, and hav- ing hushed it into quietness she began feeding it with some cordial food. " Well, I declare, he has grown to be a big lump of a lad," exclaimed Holstrom. " I dare say, Frederick, you feel conceited enough now to think yourself a degree above such fellows as THE BLACK-SEALED LETTER. » f GreoTge and I are, in having" graduated as !i Bat- chelor of Arts — I mean — Bachelor of Babies. Yoia will, no doubt hereafter, append B. B. to yonr name as a title of merit ; or, Bad Behavior, I should rather have said. However, the in- itials will stand for both. He's the very picture of yourself, and will soon need a hat as big as his grandpa's." At this moment the bell was again rung ; and shortly afterwards, a graceful looking young woman entered the room. Yery politely she shook hands with Mr and Mrs. Charlston and the others present. She then took the infant, and pressed it lovingly to her bosom, impvinting a few kisses upon its tiny lips. The child in re- turn smiled affectionately, apparently delighted with the caresses of a recognized and familiar friend. " I say, Clara," exclaimed Holstrom, address- ing the young woman, with whom he was ap- parently acquainted, " I think it would be charitable on your part to spare a few of those luxuriant caresses for poor Frederick ; a slight sprinkling of balm from your roseate lips would work wonders as a remedy to his breathing apparatus. Just come and see how many dozen of blankets he has wrapped around his throat : enough, I am sure, to supply the beds of a whole household on a winter's night." "Why, Frederick, how did you get such a cold in your throat ?" interrogated Clara. 16 TALES FOR CANADIAN HOMES. " By sleeping alone during the cold nights of the past week," retorted Holstrom, ere Frederick could get time to breathe out a more respectful answer. At this moment the subject was immediately dropped through the timely interference of Mr. Charlston, reading a paragraph of interesting news from the Times. After an hour's conver- sation on various topics the young woman aros'3 and announced her intention of leaving ; where- upon Holstrom sprang up, bade them all good night and immediately departed. Clara shortly afterwards left also, promising ere long to re- peat her visit. It was customary for Frederick to accompany her home • but on account of his illness that night George offer ed to convoy her to her residence, distant about one mile. " Thank you, George, for your kind offer," replied Clara; "but there is no necessity to do 80 to-night ; a female acquaintance who accom- panied me to a friend's house a few doors from here, is expecting me to call for her, and perhaps I may be detained for some time, therefore, dear George, excuse me." No sooner had Clara departed than Frederick, disguised himself in his father's old hat, over- coat and muffler, and immediately started in pursuit of Clara. V I « THE BLACK-SEALED LETTER. 11 CHAPTER 11. V t. Before proceeding further it is necessary to inform the reader who Clara and Charles Hol- strom were ; and, also, to narrate the varied and complicated circumstances of several years pre- ceding this eventful night. Charles Ilolstrom was the youngest son of a London tradesman. He had attended school with Frederick, and was now working in the same shop and at the same business with him. He was possessed of a robust physical appear- ance, somewhat coarsely featured; — of a bold, but humorous disposition — at times impertinent, and even repulsive in his manner. Frederick had really never considered him as a confidential friend ; but their long acquaintance with each other, and the many associations of their united course in life had induced him to consider Charles as a respected friend rather than a fel- low companion ; and from these circumstances alone the Charlstons had received him as an oc- casional visitor to their house. Clara Hazledon was the only daughter of a poor bat respectable widow with whom the Charlston family had been long acquainted. Previous to their removal to Fleet street they 12 TALES FOB CANADIAN HOMES. were next door neighbors. Mr. Charlston and Claras father had been early companions of each other. Their children had grown up to- gether, and had been associates at the same school, and although now in unequal circum- stances, still looked upon each other as very- familiar friends. After the death of Mr. Hazledon, he having died when the family was young, his wife struggled hard against adversity to bring up her little ones. But five years after the death of her first husband she married an- other, who, unfortunately turned out to be only a worthless and degraded fellow. Clara, by her expertness at needlework, had procured a good situation in a millinery shop. Her brothers, all younger than herself, were also respectably em- ployed. Frederick and Clara had been passionately fond of each other when children, and as they grew older their affection became more matured ; and at length the sympathies of their love were more firmly united by a marriage engagement, the consummation of w^hich was purposed to take place as soon as circumstances w^ould render it favorably convenient. But the basis of life's future prospects, however substantial it may be> is often undermined by some causual innova- tion ; and there is no earthly hope, however bright its radiance may appear, but is liable to be darkened by some event that may suddenly ' i * 4 THE BLACK-SEALED LETTEE. 18 loom up from the horizon of life. Such was the case amid the quietude of their affections. By some inadvertent impulse of human nature their chastity was sacrificed, and Frederick and Clara became parents before they had sanctified their affections upon the altar of matrimony. The event threw a shadow into the homes of both families, and served as food for the tongues of idle gossips among their acquaintances. Mrs. Charlston and her daughters paid a re- spectful visit to the house of Mrs. Hazledon — or Mrs. Collins as she was then named, — and with whom Clara vv^as then staying. They carried with them presents of various sorts ; and even Mr. Charlston himself, although chagrined at the event, evinced a charitable spirit by placing twenty guineas in the hand of Clara, as a present in behalf of his grandson. Frederick stole his visits under the secret shades of evening, and showed every expression of sympathy and affection for Clara and the little one ; at the same time promising the consum- mation of their union as soon as circumstances would conveniently permit. A few weeks after the birth of the child, in December of 1868, Frederick made a tour into Devonshire for the purpose of visiting an uncle residing in the town of Exeter, and also discovering some thriving village or town where he might find ready employment, with the view of eventually 14 TALES FOR CANADIAN HOMES. in> r ^;ll establishing himself in business to his own ad- vantage. He at length selected Tiverton as his place of residence, where he procured work at favorable wages. Elated with success he im- mediately wrote to his parents, and also penned a lengthy epistle to Clara, describing the place and people in very flattering words, flourishing off with a few epithets expressive of his undying affection for herself and the child ; and hoping that in a few months he would have the pleasure of introducing her to a comfortable home, under the happy title of Mrs. Frederick Charlston. Winter passed slowly along, during which time letters were frequently sent and received. The first day of May at length came, but no house was apparently provided for Clara and her child. Shortly afterwards Frederick re- turned home, and made known the intelligence that he had given up the idea of settling in Tiverton as he had decided upon making his future home in Canada, which place had been described by an emigrant agent who had lec- tured several nights in the town, as one of the finest countries in the world for the workingmen of England ; that millions of acres of land were there to be given away, and every actual settler received 100 acres gratis. A river one hundred times larger than all the rivers of England put together, ran the whole length of the country, 1500 miles lonff. There were lakes there so «*i IHHMipaa THE BLACK-SEALED LETTEB. 16 '>■ ^ large that even into the smallest of them tlie whole island of Great Britain might be thrown, and sink beyond recovery. In fact, said he, *' it possessed all the facilities and improvements of the 19th century; — equality, independence and wealth awaiting every industrious man who went thither ; — it was, indeed, the workshop of the tradesman, the emporium of the trader, and above all, blessed be the fact, it was the poor mati's paradise vpon earths Frederick soon discovered that the big bubble he had blown up was likely to be blown down. His mother and sisters strongly objected to his purpose, and begged of him not to bury himself out of the world as long as he had an oppor- tunity of living in it. " Why, Frederick, " exclaimed his father, " were you to go to Canada you would repent of it but once, and that will be as long as you live. You talk of free-lands ; why, of what use would they be to you ? They might be of ser- vice to those who have been long accustomed to outside labor. But for you to go into the dense forests amidst mountains of almost perpe- tual snow, to chop out for yourself a fortune, or even a livelihood, would be a thousand times worse than banishment to the icy deserts of Siberia. For my sake, and for the love you owe to all that are dear to you in England, I be- seech of you to relinguish, at least for the 16 TALES FOR CANADIAN HOMES. I V r ; * ft- ' If IT i If ; present, your design. Get married at once, and settle down quietly and industriously to work, either at Tiverton or in London, and I will as- sist in the furnishing of a house for you and Clara." Frederick made no satisfactory reply. On the second evening after he had come home, Charlie Holstrom, having heard of his re- turn, called to s.ee him. " A thousand welcomes back, old lad," ex- claimed H., heartily shaking the hand of his old associate. " Why, my dear fellow, I've come over to bid you good bye, as I heard to-day that you are going to the Cannibal-Islands." Mr. Charlston and the others laughed heartily at the expression. " It is only to Canada that I intend to ship myself," replied Frederick somewhat shyly. " "Worse, and worse ! " retorted H. " Why, what do you expect to get there ?" " G-et a farm for nothing, and make a fortune in five years," said Frederick. " If the farm is to be given away for nothing I may venture to say, it ivill he loorth nothings" replied H., and continued, " I had an acquain- tance who went to Canada a few years ago with i)500 ; and having lived three years upon one of those " nothing farms " or rather, living upon his money during that time, he returned to England utterly worth nothing. Why, Fred ! THE BLACK-SEALED LETTER. 17 *■ such farms may be suitable enough for men of iron muscles and wooden stomachs, and who can work whether they eat or not ; — men who have nothing to lose except their life, and would even sacrifice that for a small amount. But for either you or I to go there in s^r.rch of a living, or anything else, except death and horror, would be worse for us than hanging ; it would even- tually result in strangulation by starvation. And besides, as my acquaintance informed me, the woods are infested with wild animals ; and if a fellow attempted to venture out at night very possibly his carcase would be very soon de- posited in the inside of a dozen of wolves. He further told me that the trees during summer rained down myriads of mosquitoes as large as beetles, with stings like hornets and in the shape of a tube, by which means a dozen of them could suck up a fellow's blood in a night ; and were by far a greater plague than the grasshoppers of Egypt. To prevent them from settling upon himself he covered his head and neck with a mask made from deer-skin, in which he cut holes to inhale air and see through ; but despite of such precautions they would sometimes force their wav throus^h these orifices, and one dari, said he, into a fellow's eye was sufficient to cause a myriad of stars to fly from his winker." " Well, but that is really horrifying," exclaim- ed Mrs. Charlston. B 18 TALES FOR CANADIAN HOMES. ** Awful, awful !" shouted Amelia. " 'Tis really so indeed," added Eliza. " Oh ! it is all bosh," ejaculated Fred. ^' Bosh ! d'ye say !" exclaimed H. Indeed, I have only told you the least objectionable part. I assure you, he related things that would make a fellow's blood to curdle into vinegar, and per- spire from every pore of the body. I credit everything he told me, for his w'ord is as much to be depended upon as the ' Law of Moses.' " " That'll do for the present," said Amelia. " Go on," cried George. •' What did he say about the climate ?" inquir- ed Mr. C. " He told me, sir, that it was so hot during the dog-days in summer, that the people had to lie upon deer-skins filled with water to prevent their bodies from being totally dissolved into vapor, and, that at the end of that terrible sea- son they appeared only as living skeletons, as slender, indeed, as to be incapable of producing even a shadow." " Oh ! but that is awfully horrible !" exclaim- ed Mrs. C. Mr. Charlston and George laughed heartily. The girls shrugged up their shoulders, expressive of nervous twitchings. " And in winter," continued H., " it is so in- tensely cold that every river to its foundation is frozen into ice. It snows sometimes for w^eeks without ceasing ; it is then generally followed i'l m THE BLACK-SEALED LETTER. 19 by fierce winds which drift the snow into heaps like mountain,-, frequently burying houses and Iheir inhabitants a hundred feet deep." " Horrible ! horrible !" ejaculated Mrs. C. " The air is sometimes so intensely cold that the mercury in the thermometer is congealed into ice at 150 degrees below zero ; and it fre- quently occurs during those frosty periods that travellers, with their horses and vehicles, are found petrified into ice, so hard that they never can be thawed out again. Hundreds of such groups are preserved in the Canadian museums, and shown as curiosities to foreign travellers." " Oh ! Charlie, for pity's sake, don't horrify us so !" shouted Mrs. C. " Do stop, Charlie, you'll frighten us to death," exclaimed the girls, fearfully excited. Mr. Charlston and G-eorge laughed heartily. Fred muttered out sometning condemna- tory ; while George cried out, " Go on Charlie, tell the whole story." " I hav'nt told you the one-half yet ; but this will do for the present; — only I might merely add, — that if Fred goes out for a free-farm he will get a free wife into the bargain. The forests are infested with a more dangerous class of animals than wolves. They are savages in human shape, and are designated by the name of Indians. Every foreigner who takes a farm is compelled to take a young squaw — a TALES FOU CANADIAN HOMES. she Indian — as a wilo to himself. Tho males in return kidnap white women lor themselves ; but should a man refuse to comply with their wishes, he is immediately seized upon by those savages and flayed at once. IIi3 skin is after- wards tanned, and made into tobacco-pouches. These are sold to traders and imported to En<:^- land. What say you, Fred, to this ? Should you go to Canada, I may yet have a pouch made out of your pelt. So good night to all," eja- culated Ilolstrom, and abruptly made his exit, amidst an uproar of exclamations and laughter. CHAPTER III. I! r ■ 1 i. i '■ 1 l ' 1 W ; ; ■ 1 w 1 i i '■• 1 Perhaps many of my readers may think that I have thrown in the s|;atements of Charles Hol- strom as a sort of burlesque upon Canada. Such is not the case on my part. I have given ex- pression to nothing more than the opinion held by too many persons throughout Great Britain respecting this country. Indeed, there are hundreds in England alone, who are not aware of the existence of such a place; and thousands there are who know of nothing authentic con- THE BLACK-SEALED LETTER. 21 cornin£^ Canada except the name. I spoak not from hearsay alone ; I can personally substan- tiate these I'aets. Since the Confederation of these Provinces in 1867, Canada has become better known in Eng- land thronj^'h the means of lecturers and emi- gration-ajvents sent thither by the Dominion Government, liut, in some cas(»s, men have been appointed as lecturers who were not really possessed of any personal experience and prac- tical knowledi^e of Canada beyond the limits of the city or town in which they had lived. Such men, in order to make the country and. them- selves popular, drew highly colored pictures of the New Dominion, extolling its inexhaustible physical resources, its mercantile and manufac- turing advantages, its railway and river facil- ities, its millions of acres of new land in the shape of farms to be given aw^ay gratis to all who agreed to become settlers, — together with a thousand of other attractions, augmented 100 per cent. Such lectures were generally deliver- ed in manufacturing towns and the great centres of population. There is alw^ays in every au- dience a number whose minds are rendered pliable by the speaker's tongue, particularly if their ow^n interests are involved. Such w^as generally the case at these lectures. Clerks, young professionals, and mechanics, in- cluding silk, and carpet spinners and weavers 22 TALES FOR CANADIAN HOMES. ii would become thus unhinged from their long accustomed stand-post, and perchance, for the first time, begin to prospect their future beyond the Hmits of their own town, at the same time wondering what on eartli had induced them to live fools so long. By these means a vast num- ber of Englishmen during the past few years, have been persuaded to emigrate to Canada. The hardier class, comparatively few in num- ber, flocked into the agricultural and forest dis- tricts, to hew out a home for themselves ; while the more sensitive struck a bee-line to the cities, to procure easy and genteel employment at ex- cellent wages. But in so doing the hopes of many were suddenly frustrated. Shops and counting-houses were literally crammed with employees ; in fact, every genteel situation had its quota. Silk-lace and carpet weaving had scarcely a nominal existence. Every town, vil- lac^e, and city had more professional men than could get a comfortable livelihood. The charac- teristics of the country and its people appeared to them extremely coarse and terribly ' orrifying.^ "Wages, they said, were no better than those in England. Many who could have got employ- ment preferred travelling the country over in search of higher wages. Some, however, went manfully to work at once. Others preferred boarding at a hotel, living idle upon their stock of funds, waiting patiently for something upon THE BLACK-SEALED LETTER. 28 the wheel of fortune to turn up profitably to their own interests, and every morning eagerly peering over the ^' to ant advertisements^'' of the Globe and Witness, perhaps for months, until their means becamo considerably exhausted ; and eventually taking a hurried departure to the States, or perchance returning home, utterly disgusted with Canada and everything connect- ed with it, and carrying in their minds i^ictures of the country delineated in the darkest colors. We now return to our story. Frederick on his return from Tiverton went immediately to see Clara and the child. When he had made known his design she felt awfally chagrined at the idea of his intended " foolish adventure," as she termed it, and also sadly disappointed wht:' she discovered that all those airy fabrications she had been building up during the winter were beginning to fall. " Why, Frederick, what do you really mean by all this ?" she exclaimed. " Do you intend leaving me unmarried and unprovided for, with my child, to fret out a lonely, miserable existence in your absence ?" "Oh! I shall return in a few months to take you and the child to a happy home in Canada." " Ah, Frederick ; why again tantalize me with your promises, and false prospects. Where, I a§k you, is the happy home you promised me at Tiverton ? Where is the matrimonial title you 24 TALES FOE CANADIAN HOMES. m promised to honor me with ? Ah ! Fred ! Con- sider for a moment, what you have done and what ^ou are now doing. By your insinuating love you riveted my affection to your heart. It still continues unbroken and as tenacious as ever. You flattered me with honied words. You excited me with false hopes. My confi- dence, yea, my very self I rendered submissively to your honor. But, alas ! the very prospects you reared for my delight you are now trampl- ing beneath your feet. Am I to be left with my little child, to struggle alone against the adver- sities of this world, w^hile the finger of scorn is directed toward me, and also tovard my child, whose innocence will neither soften the harsh- ness of the world's tongue nor justify the errors of those who gave to it an existence." " Why, Clara," exclaimed Fred somewhat ir- ritated, " you are really sarcastic and condemna- tory in your remarks. Is this the sort of compli- mentary welcome I receive from you at my return ? If so, I shall have to shorten my visit." "Well, Fred, consider the matter judiciously, and you will not think me unreasonable in my accusations," replied Clara. " Pooh, pooh," retorted Fred, " never allow your imagination to soar higher than your rea- son ; curb down the irritable nerves of vour temper ; turn the dark side of life's picture to- wards the past, and keep always the bright side uppermost," THE BLACK-SEALED LETTER. 25 1 t I t>- " It is easier said than done," she replied. " Had you rendered me the assistance in reality instead of broken promises, I might have been looking to-day upon the bright side of life." " For goodness sake, Clara, do not tantalize me so unmercilullv. I tell you that I have de- cided upon going to Canada, and I shall go. That country offers advantages unknown to England. Better hazard an adventure than remain forever riveted to hard labor here, and then die at last in the harness. Were I to marry you now I have no home but my father's to which I could remove you ; better then to remain where you are, unmarried, than otherwise, for, I feel certain that Collins would turn you out as soon as he had discovered that I had both married and left you. But let me tell you but once and forever that I intend to become a husband to you as soon as I can find it convenient to procure a comfort- able home." " The old story again," ejaculated Clara, " and let me tell you, Fred, that if you go to Canada you will never make your circumstances con- venient to fulfil your promise— no, never, never, Fred." *' I don't want to hear any more of such both- eration," retorted Fred, irritably ;• and springing up from his seat, made his exit abruptly, leav^ing Clara to sigh out alone the sorrows of her heart in the solitude of her own reflections. 99 ^m ^6 TALES FOR CANADIAN HOMES. Mr. Collins, as I said before was a man pos- sessed of a degraded nature, being much addicted to intemperance. Widow Hazledon had married him after a brief acquaintance. She had felt the necessity of a fiitherl}^ assistance and protection in the reaVing of her young family ; but in Collins she discovered when too late that she had mistaken his character. She, however, con- tinued to make the best of a bad bargain. He w^as a carver by trade, and commanded good wages ; but every Saturday night, he got drunk. His Sabbaths were generally devoted to the wor- ship of Bacchus. Sometimes he would continue drinking for several days, until every penny was exhausted. Then he would make demands at home for more money, which if refused, he was sure to abuse his wife and family. He was not only a drunkard ; he was a scofter at religion, and considered it a mark of honor to take the name of God in vain. On the following day after Frederick's inter- view with Clara, Collins came home partly intox- icated, and demanded more money to help him, as he said, to finish off a spree with an old com- rade whom he had not seen for several years. Mrs. Collins expostulated with him, but to no purpose. He beeame, at length, exasperated, and threatened to turn them all out upon the ."^treet, and burn the house down. Clara attempted ' pacify him, which only made him the more out- THE BLACK-SEALED LETTER. 2t rageous. He swore every oath imaginable at her, insolently ordering her to be off with her child, and find lodgings with the villain to whom she had prostituted herself, or else he would soon pitch her and her little bratling into the Thames. "Here, Ton, take this, 'tis the last shilling I have in the house. Now, dear Tom, like a good husband, keep quiet, and don't abuse Clara and rie so much as you do," said Mrs. Collins with a pitiable sort of tone, the tears trickling down her grief furrowed cheeks. " Well, Annie, but you're a good sort of wife after all," replied Collins, in a somewhat subdued tone, "As for Clara, I like her well enough; but I have resolved that I shall not labor any longer to support the child of that blackguard of a fellow, who, as I have been informed, has ab- sconded to Canada. I hate him, and I detest his child — the dirty, yelping thing that it is. If it is not instantly removed from here, I shall make short work of it to-night on my return. Mark my words, Clara,^^ he emphatically added, and putting the shilling into his pocket he departed, leaving them to consider seriously over the matter. As soon as he had gone Clara and her mother began talking over the afiair, premeditating what they should do with the child. They felt sus- picious of the threats made by Collins, who, it appears, for several weeks past, had used somen 28 TALES FOR CANADIAN HOMES. what coarse language to Clara, especially since he had discovered that there was no immediate prospect of her removal. While thus suggesting what was best to be done a rap was heard upon the door ; and in the course of a few seconds Mrs. Charlston and her two eldest daughters entered. They had come on a visit to spend the afternoon and have a friendly conversation ; but their object was more particularly to find out if Frederick had made known to Clara what his intentions really were, as he had given them no decided answer at home. Mrs. Collins and Clara were delighted to see them, but more especially on that occasion, as it afforded a sort of relief to their dejected hearts, and perhaps be the means of suggesting the best expedient for the adjustment of their condition under the present circumstances. Tea was being prepared, and a pleasant conversation was en- tered into. After having digested Fred's Cana- dian-bubble-scheme, as Mrs. Charlston termed it, the unhappy affair that had occured was made known by Mrs. Collins. She expressed herself, that she did not really know what to do with the child, as Collins would most assuredly put his threat into execution. " Oh ! that's easily settled," exclaimed Mrs. Charlston. " The child is now nearly eight months old ; it is time it was weaned — so it will serve both purposes to send it up to our house, THE BLACK-SEALED LETTER. 29 I assure you I will be happy to take it into my charge ; and Clara can come to see it as often as she can find it convenient." "Oh, yes, ma,— that is delightful," exclaimed Eliza. " Yes, ma, we'll take the dear little darling along with us," said Amelia, embracing the in- fant more lovingly, and imprinting a kiss ten- derly upon its smiling lips. " O, but, perhaps, it will be too much trouble and inconvenience for you," said Clara. " Not in the least, I'm sure Mr. Charlston wull be perfectly delighted with the child," replied Mrs. Charlston. " It will, perhaps, put him in remembrance of old times," said Mrs. Collins. " Yes, and perhaps make him conceited enough to fancy himself twenty years younger than he really is," added Mrs. Charlston. " O, yes, I'm sure pa will be infinitely happy," exclaimed Eliza. " Yes, and so will Fred," added Amelia with a sly wink. It was, therefore, agreed upon that little Richard, for so he was named, should go to his new home that very evening. Tea being over, he was dressed in his best clothes. A couple of carpet bags was. filled with other necessary ar- ticles. All things beinff in readiness Mrs. Chari- ston ' and her daughters took their departure, accompanied with Clara and the child. 80 TALES FOR CANADIAN HOMES. When they arrived home Mr. Charlston and the others of his family were at tea, Mrs. C. en- tered carrying Richard in her arms, followed by the others. " Look here, old lad, and guess what I have got, as a present for my good behavior this after- noon," exclaimed Mrs. Charlston. " Only a baby," said Mr C. " You seem as much excited as if you had found a purse of gold." " Just look at the sweet, little, silvery-mouthed hazle-eyed, rosy-cheeked cherub," said Mrs. C " 'Tis little Richard, I declare," shouted Char- lotte, springing forth to see him. " What a sweet little fellow he is. Just come, pa, and see the little darling." " O, Fred come and see him, he is your very picture, what a dear lovely angel he is," &c. After the excitement had abated, they all re- moved to the sitting-room. Every one had to kiss and fondle little Richard ; and even Frede- rick, whose heart had become softened by the touch of tender humanity, took the child into his arms, and with a parent's affection bestowed a dozen of fond kisses upon its ruby lips, feeling at the same time as if he could have similarly complimented Clara, as an expression of his af- fection, and a recompense for the abrupt manner in which he had treated her at their previous interview. Mrs. Charlston then told them that Richard had come to stay with them until he TC^..*rawwffr>wta,.'WMw •aasEESHsasw THE BLACK-SEALED LETTER. 81 was weaned. Mr. Charlston felt apparently well pleased with the idea ; it seemed to him as a happy acquisition to his household. Clara at leng-th prepared herself to depart, and before leaving bestowed a dozen of fond kisses on the dear little fellow, and with a lingering look bade them all good night, promising to re- turn on the following evening. Frederick put on his hat and quietly followed her to the door, and in a sort of undertone in- terrogated, " May I have the pleasure of seeing you home to-night, Clara ?" " If you please," she replied. Fred very courteously complied therewith. The character of their conversation on the way that night may be guessed from the fact, that Fred and Clara became more lovingly attached to each other than ever they had been. " Next day Fred hurried away to the house of his old master ; and on the following morning was at his former place as a journeyman and an associate of his old companion and fellow-work- man, Charles Holstrom. Clara also found im- mediate employment. The Charlstons were once more rendered happy at seeing Fred so spirited and reconciled ; and also the presence of little Richard gave a relish to their happiness. Even old Collins was so well pleased with the change of affairs in his own household that he gave expression to his joyous feelings by getting pleasantly drunk every day for a whole week. i2 TALES FOR CANADIAN HOMES. i . The beautiful days of summer glided smoothe- ly along. The nights were calm and refresh- ing. Under the exhilerating rays of the evening moonlight, Fred and Clara frequently strolled out pleasantly together. Feelings were recipro- cated. Ideas of future prospects towered higher than the moon. A happy home, brightened by the golden beams of the honeymoon was seen peeping through the sylvan avenues of imagina- tion. A few months, perchance only a few weeks had only to pass by, and their souls were to be pressed so closely together by the legal stamp of matrimony that nothing but the chisel of death could be able to separate them. "What a delightful picture of future life is often sketched by the artistic fancy of the soul. What beautiful delineations of all that is exquisitely pleasing and profitable ! The scenes are of the grandest descriptions : the coloring, of the rich- est hues, admirably shaded and intermingled. Even the darkest spots are glistening by the surrounding beauty. All appear^ as an enchanted dream ; a glimpse of fairyland, or as a primeval paradise modernized, and rendered suitable in every part to gratify the desires of the mind. But, alas ! too frequently these prospects of ideality are built only upon corner pillars, and tower to so great an altitude above their slender bases, that their summits, like the top of Babel become mystified by the clouds ; and when the TtlE BI,ACK-SEAI,ED LETTER. 38 first storm (>f adrorsity, or the broath of insidious circumNtaiici's art^ l)lo\vn ai^ainst thorn, they tot- ter, and eventually fall crashing to the earth, and lie scattered i i shapeless ruins around their basis. But, perhaps, it is cruel to predict, or even to suf^gest, such ruinous consequences to the moon- lit dreams of that happy pair. Time alone can unfold the mysterious realities of life. I will, therefore, pursue the w^iudings of their course, and note down the various incidents and events as they are struck out, like the sparks from the heated iron under the blacksmith's hammer. CHAPTER ly. "We now come to that eventful evening refer- red to in chapter first, of which a part of the pro- ceedings is described. AYe shall now continue our narration, and make known the consequences of that unfortunate meeting. No sooner had Clara departed from the house of Mr. Charlston than Frederick, from some im- pulsive motive, glided out of the room ; and having hastily disguised himsel in his father's 84 TALES FOR CANADIAN HOMES. great coat, hat and mullliT, hiirriiHl out, and ibl- lowed in pursuit of Clara. In tho \ iciuity of the house at which she had lei't luir ac(juaintanco, he observed a younj^ man sauntering around. This person Fred discovered to bo none other than Charles Ilolstrom. So pMssiiM^* hurriedly on- ward without being recognized he crossed over at the lirst corner to tho other side of the street and walked back. AVhen nearly opposite the house referred to the door opened and a young woman, alone, whom he knew to be Clara, came out. She hurried forward only a few steps when Holstrom wheeled around and addressed her ; and having received her hand on his arm they glided hastily along the street. Frederick was startled at the reality. His ])lood flooded in tidal waves to his heart. His nerves quiveri^d. His soul became exasperated, lie inwardly threatened immediate violence to ])oth parties. But having hastily checked the outpourings of his resentment he secretly followed them, yet still breathing volumes of deprecations which rose in steaming \ apor from his phrenzied brain. " Can it be possible ?" he soliloquised, " that Clara has been practising deception upon my faithful affection? I have discovered when too late that she has flattered my fond hoart'with her insidious wiles. I loved her once, I despise her now. She has got rid of her child, and she is now trying to dispose of me also. Ah ' the THE BLACK-SEALED LETTER. 35 syren lliat .slio is ! No loii^'or shall I hreathe her naiiio Imt with i"(H'liii«rsol" hatred and disi^r-iist, Ah ! that villain too, who is leadiiiii;' her head- lone^ to her own ruin! I hale him also. His afloction towards me us a friend and companion has o]dy served as ti mantle to cover hisdeeeitl'ul heart. lie is a serpent more subtle and V(M]onious than that which entered tlni (larden of I'^den. Ah! lh(! vile wretch that he is! The deed is too base to Ibri^'ive. I spurn the debased villain. I shall hund)le his i)r()i:d heart. I shall crush him to the earth. I shall have revenge upon Ids guilty head. Ilevenge, revenge I must have !" In this excited state of feeling? poor Frederick followed them unperceived to the very door- steps ol' her home. His impulses had made him recklessly desperate. His savage nature was aroused. He was, indeed, no loni^*er himself Like a wild beast he was ready to si)rhig upon them, and would have done so had not the up- rising's of his moral nature sugiifested to him not to do so. He heard for a while the lively chit-chat with- in — the humorous joke — the joy-excited laughter, all of which only aroused his indignation to greater iierceness. But at that moment, when ready to put his threats into execution the right hand of his soul arrested suddenly the uplifted weapon of his evil heart. He wheeled about as if it were inistinctively, lied from the house, and directed his course homeward with hasty steps. 36 TALES YOU CANADIAN HOMES. Having quietly slipped himself into his bed- room he retired to his couch ; but there was no rest there Ibr his unhappy soid, which, even durini? a lew moments of slumber was distracted with dreams of the most hideous character imai2^inable. Next morning Fred was not astir as usual. His mother, at length, dreading increased illness as the cause, entered his room. Fred looked up with a woe-begone countenance, which of itself was sufficient to verify her apprehensions. " Are you worse, Fred ?" his mother inter- rogated. " I don't feel quite as well, mother," he rei)lied. " Ah, Fred, I thought you would get more cold by going out last evening," said she. "Why Fred, my son, you are quite feverish," she ex- claimed resting her hand upon his forehead. " I shall get father to go for Dr. Guernsey imme- diately." " Mother, I bog of you not to do so, my throat is not worse. The want of sulFicient sleep last night has had a tendency to make me feel de- bilated. Ivather bring me a cup of coffee than send for the doctor." Mrs. Charlston at once hurried to the kitchen and told Amelia to prepare a strong cup of coifee and a slice of toast as quickly as possible. Shortly afterwards Mrs. C. entered Frederick's room with the coiiee and toast, follov»^ed by his father and sisters, ., THE BLACK-SEALED LETTETl. 87 ito his bed- ere was no ^^liich, even IS distracted i character r as usual, ased ilhiess I looked up ch of itself ^ions. »ther inter- H, mother," get more he. "Why 1," she ex- ?head. " I ej imme- my throat sleep last feel de- )free than Frod streng-thonod himself for the occasion. He rose up on the bod quite vii>'orously, and took breakfast with an apparently good appetite. Jlis mother having cooled his face with a wet towel he laid himself down io repose, and the others withdrew from the room. li]re long the tender fiim'or of nature closed his woarvevelids, and during nearly all tho rest of the day poor Fr(Hl lay calmly enlocked in the arms of sleep. On the following morning Fred was consider- ably better, and continued in a convalescent state. However, he kept himself closely confined to his room for several davs On the second even- ing Clara called to see the child ; and on the following, Charlie also made a visit, as he said, to see Fred ; but neither of them saw him as his room-door was locked, and he was supposed to be fast asleep. In less .than a week afterwards Clara again called. Fred n^as in the sitting- room when she entered ; but, on seeing her, he instantly sprang from his seat, and without open- ing his lips, abruptly left the room. Clara at once discovered in his appearance and actions that something of a serious nature had effected these results. However, she en- deavored as well as she could to restrain her feelings. The others of the family also noticed the abrupt manner in which Fred absconded ; but excused his ("loing so by attributing it to the 38 TALES FOU CANADIAN HOMES. '-'^1 »;!.| 1 .•■I 11 II bashfiTlness of his bad looks rendered so by his ilhiess. " Why, Fred," said Eliza after Clara was gone, " what caused you to make such a runaway as that ?" " AYhy, Fred," cried Amelia, " you sprang up as if you had been startled by a shock of elec- tricity ?" " I thought, Fred," exclaimed Charlotte, " was going to play ' hide-and-go-seek ' with Clara, when I saw him jump up and run off so fas' " " Perhaps he intended that to be the piay," said Mrs. Charlston, with a sly wink looking to Fred. " Ah, the deceiver that she is !" exclaimed Fred irritably. " She is a vile woman." " Why, Fred, Fred, why all this ! are you really going mad ?" " No, mother, I am not mad, although I have been bitten deeply enough to have made me as mad as a raving" maniac." " Why, Fred," said she, " do tell us what is the matter with you then — the why and where- fore also." " W^ell, mother, had you not asked of me to do so I would not of my own accord ; but since you demand an explanation, I will give you my reasons, and then leave you to judge seriously whether I have acted right or wrong." Fred then related all that he had seen and heard respecting Clara and Charlie Holstrom. TIIE BLACK-SEALED LETTER. 39 " But are you sure 'twas really them ?" said his mother, when he had finished telling them. "Mother, do you for a moment attempt to doubt my word ?" exclaimed Fred. " My dear son, I do not ; but I thought you might be mistaken in them, especially at night. However, the next time that Clara comes here, I will question her plainly about it. I shall then hear her version of the story, and will be enabled to judge more correctly. If I find out that she has been keeping company with Charlie T shall forbid her to enter my house again." 'Do as you please, mother; but I have re- solved never to speak to her again," said Fred, and w^alked oif to his room, leaA^ing his mother and sisters to talk over the matter. On the third evening afterwards Clara made her ai^pearance at Mr. Charlston's. After the usual preliminaries of courtesy were disposed of, Mrs. C. requested Clara to walk into the li- brary room as she desired to speak a few minutes to her, alone. Fred had snugly enclosed him- self in his bed-chamber. The others of the family were in the parlor. Having seated tliemselves Mrs. Charlston ad- dressed Clara, and related all the particulars she knew relative to the unfortunate circum- stances alluded to. "My dear Mrs. Charlston," exclaimed Clara, excitedly, " since I have patiently listened to -H! fe^ 40 TALES FOB CANADIAN HOMES. M Si{ Vi i m yonr narration, will yoti now, as a favor I ask, have patience nntil I render an explanation?" " By all means I shall," replied Mrs. C. " Bat before that I do so," said Clara, " T de- sire that Fred should be present." " That is impossible to-nic^ht," replied Mrs. ' "I shall, however, find an opportunity of bring- ing the matter before Fred, in the manner in which you represent it." *'Oii that unfortunate night, as I may term it," said Ciiri, " I left home accompanied with Emma Harrison, an acquaintance of my own, and came here, as usual, to see mv child. "When we had come as far as Mrs. .Tosleyn's, she said to me, " I have to call here, so you had better go on to Charlston's, and you can call for me on your return." I agreed therewith, — and on my way home stepped in for Emma; but Mrs. Josleyn informed me that she had gone out with her own daughters to spend the evening with an acquaintance ; and, perhaps, added she, they may not return for an hour or two. Unwilling to wait so long I took my departure ; but had not gone far when Charlie Holstrom stepped forth, and requested the privilege of seeing me home. The night being dark, and somewhat unpleasant for a woman to be out alone I em- braced the opportunity, and with him went directly home. After having chatted a short time with us all he left the house and I have not THE BLACK-SEALED LETTER. 41 seen him since. I knew not that the jealons eyes of Fred were staring" upon us that nig"ht. He was able to follow me, why was he not also able to accompany me home ? " For years my fond heart has invariably re- sponded to his own ; and I have done nothing to either insult his honor or tarnish the fidelity of my affection for him. He has falsely accused me. He has treated me disrespoctfully ; and now manifests a determination to dissolve our union. Since the moment that I yielded uq the chastity of my affection to his desires he has treated me too frequently with indifference. He promised to rectify, or, rather, ameliorate the error we committed, by an immediate union for life. His promises at intervals were again and again repeated ; and when I suggested the ade- quate necessity of having them fulfilled he treat- ed me with contempt. AVhere, I ask, is the happy home he promised me at Tiverton. "Where, also, are the half dozen of homes he has since reared for me in London. He also pro- mised me a home in Canada; an unjustifiable plea, as I may term it, to smoothe down his in- tention of deserting me and my dear child, leav- ing us to be subjected to the biting scorn of the uncharitable world, and without even the nominal existence of a home that we could call our own. Again, the evil spirit of his soul has been aroused from its lair ; and without a rea- 42 TALES FOR CANADIAN HOMES. , rii : I Pi \ M sonahle cause he pierces the very neryes of my affections with the stings of a jealons heart. A soul so sensitive as mine feels deeply the wounds he has aOlicted. Oh ! inifortunate woman that I am ! Wherefore am I consi^ued to the torments of impending' fate. Have I committed crimes so incurable that ihere is no remedy for them ! My heart is ready to burst ! I shall die under the horror of my calamity ! Oh ! merciful heavens, have pity upon m\^ ! — poor ivretched creature that I am:' " Oh ! Mrs. Charlston what shall I do ? What shall I do ?" she hysterically exclaimed, the tears gushing- out from her eyes. "My dear Clara," ejaculated Mrs. Charlston, grasping her affectionately by the hand, tears dimming her eyes also, " I shall have pity upon you ; and although your friends should become enemies to you, I shall adhere to • you, my dear child, like an affectionate mother and a faithful friend." " Thank you, thank, you," exclaimed Clara, "but my heart is unable lO express its gratitude.'' " Try to compose your feelings, my dear, with the assurance I have given you of my fidelity." " Yes, my dearest of friends, I shall endeavor to do so," said Clara. Then grasping each other more firmly and affectionately by the hand they sat together un- til they had sobbed out the sorrowful uprisings of their hearts. THE BLACK-SEALED LETTER. 43 CHAPTEll V. On tlio followinG: morniiii?, Mrs. Charlston found an opportunity of speaking privately to Fred about the unfortunate affair. She told him all that Clara had said, at the same time en- deavoring to make as favorable impression in her behalf as the circumstances of the case would allow ; and also earnestly beseeching him to come into good terms at once with Clafa. " Never ! never .'" ejaculated Fred. " Why should you talk so determinately, Fred, I'm sure that Clara has c^ivcn sufficient reasons to Justify the circumstances of an unpremeditated act, apparently so innocent, as to be undeserv- ing of censure." • " Were it only the first innocent act, as you consider it, I would not have attached any im- portance to it," said he. " Have you really been made aware of a pre- vious intercourse between Charles and Clara ?" " Why, yes, I have heard of it a dozen times- I was informed by letter when at Tiverton that Clara was flirting with Charlie, or as the writer expressed it : ' In your absence your old friend, Charlie Holstrom, is playing at " catch the beau " with your affectionate Clara.' " li if 1^ lis ! ^ ! 44 TALES FOU CANADIAN HOMES. " Now Fi*(h1, you must tell mo who was the writer of that letter." " It was Harry AValton." *'I just thoui^ht so, I'm sure, Fred, you are aware that Harry is noted lor manufacture j falsehoods. If j^ou believe him you are the only person in London who does so." " But I have heard it from others, and they cannot all bo liars. There is Mrs. Tennyson, for instance, an old respected friend of your own. One day she hinted sufficient to make me feel suspicious. Fernando Jones squirted a few dry jokes in that way. Sylvester Kennelworth term- ed me a hen-pecked bachelor. Even Julia Marks, Sylvina Oldham, and Sarah Silverstone bothered me almost to death one evening" recently about Clara's intention of presenting me shortly with a ' ticket of leave."* " AYherefore, dear Fred, would you for even one moment direct vour attention to the malicious falsehoods of such idle gossips as those you have referred to. They are a thousand times worse than the starving thieves that lurk around the dark lanes of the city, wdio steal only what is practically useful to themselves ; while those others go about robbing the youthful and vir- tuous of their reputation, scattering the seeds of dissension, end Iluttering iu the sunshine of their folly like butterllies tasting of the sweets of every flower, but collecting no honey, therefore, my !;: i 'r^^ Vi w t mm THE BLACK-SEALED LETTER. 45 son, discard the venom of such villainous tongues." " My confidence in Clara was so deep rooted that even all that 1 heard had scarcely any eifeet ; but when I beheld personally that night their manner and appearance, and considered the coincident circumstances connected therewith, all that I had previously heard came rushing in upon my soul like an overwhelming flood and swallowed up every ounce of love that was in my heart." " But I wish you to have an interview with Clara the next time she conies ; it will restore the affection you have lost." " It never will ; nor do I desire to see her. I feel certain that she has been duping me with the flattery of a false affection, and then laughing at my simplicity in my absence. Even Charlie's actions towards me of late have also led me to feel suspicious of him. But my eyes are now awakened to the fact, therefore, I will never again speak to Clara, nor have anything what- ever to do with iier." " Oh ! Fred, you are too hasty in your asser- tions. Remember, my dear son, the circum- stances and associations by which you are morally bound to each other. Remember the vows which you have consecrated upon the altar of your heart. Remember the condition to which you have brought her by your folly. Bear in mind 46 TALES rOR CANADIAN HOMES. »M iy I' ■■■-,.!( } that if you forsake her nndor the present cir- cumstances that an indelible stain will remain for ever upon your character ; but above all, my dear son, remember the link which binds you inevitably toi^ether, — a link of living humanity, akin to you both. Remember then that you are a father, and that she is a mother, — titles that were conferred upon you both by the birth of that little angel who now sheds a radiance over our household by his endearing presence. Then think of him, think of what I say, and you will outlive your imaginary ills and all the jealous flickerings of your heart ; therefore, I again ask you, Fred, to comply with my request." '* I tell you again, mother, that I cannot. You need not think you can bait me with honied words. The insidious bee that fluttered around the flowers of my once hax:)py affections has left its sting-wound within my heart." "But love is its own physician. It alone can cure the ills it makes." " But where there is no mutual love in the heart the wound is incurable." " "Why, Fred ! do you for a moment doubt the veracity of Clara's love for you?" " She has fooled me," he exclaimed. " She has forsaken me. She has made me reckless and desperate. I have ceased to love. I hate so- ciety. I even despise my very self. I shall seek for happiness in foreign lands as a substitute for i. THE BLACK-SEALED LETTER. 47 can 1 the )tthe has and so- seek J for i- ■ what I havo lost. 1 havc^ decided upon going to Canada." "An; you again really determined toleaA'e us, Fred ?" " Yes, mother, I am more than determined. I am ready to leave to-morrow il' 1 choose to go." " If you go, my son, you will go against the wishes of your i)arents and every relative you have ; and if you go in such a manner and un- der the present circumstances you cannot carry along with you ' a mother's b/i'ssi}iir,'' " " I don't care ! " replied Fred haughtily. " Mother, you have no love ior me. You have vindicated the guilty actions of Clara in opposi- tion to my opinions. You have tantalised my soul by so doing. I shall no longer bear the in- sults you heap upon me," — and therewith Fred arose and rnade his exit abruptly from the room. It appears that for several weeks past Fred had been ruminating upon going to Canada, re- viving as it were his former intentions. His sore throat had originated from sudden exposure to the raw air of night on coming out from a crowded hall where he had been listenins: to a highly-colored lecture upon Canada and the Clerkenwell-Emigration-Scheme. The recent oc- currence had made him still more determined, and also, afforded, as he considered, a sufficient plea to justify his purpose. That same evening, immediately after tea, his father being made .*■» — . ' ai i itJ 48 TALES FOR CANADIAN HOMES. tfi s ill i r i tli; I awaro of tho dosii^'u, took him aside and began to expostulate with him. " Fathcu*, 1 have determined upon leavinj^ and therelbre your inlluence can have no eflect," ex- claimed Fred. " But remember, my son, that text of Scripture which saith, * Children obey your parents in all > >> thing's. " And let me add," cried Fred, " the following from the same author, ' Fathers provoke not your children to ani^er lest they be discouraged.' " " Ah, Fred ! that sentence iw not applicable to my case, as a duty of parental allection I '^nly counsel you for your own good. Reme t, my son, what Solomon says : ' A fool despiseth his father's instructions, but he who regardeth reproof is prudent Correction is grievous to him who forsakeih the way, and he who hateth reproof shall die.' " " I am no/oo/," ejaculated Fred, " I am of age. I shall, therefore, do as I please." " Ah ! Fred, Fred, I'm afraid your conduct will yet bring down my grey hairs with sorrow to the grave. Perchance you may yet remem- ber my words in a foreign land, without a kind friend to pity you in your distress. Ah, Fred ! I hope, however, that you will not play the prodigal. Let me, therefore, read you the 15th chapter of Luke!" "Without replying Fred abruptly left the room THE BLACK-SEALED LETTER. 4d before his father had time to bring forth the Bible. " Well, well, but this is really annoying," said Fred to himself after he had gone to his room. "Do they think that I have no mind of my own ; so that I am to be mechanically guided by theirs. They favor Clara, and disrespect me because I do not favor her also. They say she loves me ; if she does, my absence will test it. However, I will not allow myself to be treated as a cap- tive. I shall and must have liberty, or else I die. I shall leave London this very night. I shall leave without sheddi-ig a tear or bidding a friend good bye. They will perhaps learn to love me better when I am gone." So saying, he began to prepare. Having filled two large car- pet bags with such articles as were most neces- sary he moved quietly out of the house and by a back stairway reached the street. Having placed himself in a Hansom-cab stationed near by he was quickly conveyed to the station and in time for the night train to Liverpool. On the following morning he embarked upon the Moravian, belonging to the Allan Line of Steamships, plying at that time of the season between Liverpool and Portland, in Maine, U.S. The steam is up ; anchors are weighed ; and the vessel is soon riding out from the harbor towards mid-ocean. Although the air is cold, the deck is crowded with persons, among whom 60 TAL"ES FOR CANADIAN HOMES. 1 ii m m i^ is Frederick Charlston, viewing the receding objects, and at length taking their farewell view of the dimly distant shores of their native land. Day passed, — and the shadows of the night came down. The vessel was dashing over the foaming billows. The winds were w^histling dolefully amid the sails. A feeling of loneliness crept over the soul of poor Fred, and he retired to hifi hammock. Visions of the past and future floated across his mind, and under the poetic mantle of inspiration he gave vent to his feelings in the following verses : Farewell to tlioe, England, the land of my birth, The dearest, the fairest of countries on earth, I love thee, yet leave thee, perhaps to deplore, Alas, it may bo to behold thee no more. If at home I've a friend, yet true friends are but few, In duty to friendship I breathe him adieu, But joy to this bosom no friends ean restore. 1 love them, yet leave them, I may see tiiem no more. Old London, farewell, — my birth-place and home. Far distant from thee I am d(!stined to roam. On the home I once loved a fond Avisli too I'll poTir, The' its household and hearth I may visit no more. Sweet child of my love ! Ah ! the thought breaks my heart, To know that thy mother hath caused us to part, I love thee, yet leave thee, nor can she restore A jov to this soul that may see thee no more. To the land of the stranger I go — yes — I go. In search of those blessings wliich it can bestow, Ita forests, its lakes, I shall proudly explore. Far, far from that home I may visit no more. vm r ■; % :*.-J6d^i9pl THE BLACK-SEALED LETTER. 51 * Thus sang" the young' poet. But before morn- ing had dawned upon the billows of the ocean all the poetic fancy that was flickering in his half-phrenzied brain was driven out by a serious attack of sea-sickness. His emanations were then of a much grosser sort of material than the etherial essence of poetic sentiment. During three lono^ and wearied nii?hts he continued in a most pitiable condition ; his thoughts bewilder- ed and fluctuating ; at times, half regretting the course he had taken. The weather was tem- pestuous during the voyage ; but, at length, in the afternoon of the twelfth day the vessel and all the passengers were, safely landed at Portland. That evening Fred went on board the train for Montreal, but did not reach his destination until late in the afternoon of the second day, the journey having been prolonged by a severe snow storm. The cold was very intense. It was then that the words of Charles Ilolstrom occurred to his mind about the Canadian mountains of snow and the cold at 150 degrees of temperature below zero. He, however, arrived safely at Montreal, yet, cold, hungry and exhausted, and imme- diately engaged lodgings at the St. James' Hotels where after a warm and hearty meal he soon experienced a more comfortable state of feelings. Night's shadows had settled down over the fair city. The great bell of the cathedral of Notre Dame was scattering its solemn tones over the I'V' 52 TALES FOR CANADIAN HOMES. ; ! i ? li'l; I , I f 11 dim air The city-lamps were sending' forth their mellow radiance. Throngs of pedestrians were moving to and fro. Sleigh after sleigh was hurrying alonir, filled Avith joyons souls, and drawn by sprightly steeds dancing as if it were to the sounds of the merry-tinkling sleigh-bells. Fred looked out u])on the gay panorama of Cana- dian city life. It was a new and attractive sight to him, and he felt an itching desire to try the novel experiment of taking a sleigh ride ; but his spirit recoiled within itself when the fact was brought forcibly to his mind that it was " ChrisUiKu' Nlii;htr He thought of the many happy Christmas evenings which he had en- joyed amid the society of his friends in the good old city of London. A thousand associations flashed across his memory, filling his solitary mind with sadness and regrets. Around him everywhere he beheld gay crowds flickering with joyous excitement. More keenly than ever he then felt that he was only a stranger in a strange land, isolated from congenial society, and far removed from his friends and his once happy home. Conscience awakened his mind to the reality of his past folly, and his heart was wound- ed by its own stings. A heavy weight of soj-row pressed deeply upon his bosom. A deep sigh rolled out heavily upon his lips. Tears glistened in his eyes ; and alas, poor Frederick Charlstou again wished himself back to London. THE BLACK-SEALED LETTER. 63 • CHAPTER YI. The holidays having passed, Fred song'ht out and found immediate employment in Montreal. The sad impressions that were engraven upon his mind at first began and continued gradually to wear off. New friendships were formed. Things became more and more familiar to him, and at length he experienced a much happier state of mind. At lirst he purposed writing im- mediately to his friends in LoiLdon, but after a few postponements, resolved not to do so, as he considered it would show an elfeminency on his part, and that a few month's silence would per- haps season their affection for him. Two of his fellow-workmen, who belonged to a company of volunteers, persuaded Fred to join their ranks. He was tolerably well acquainted with military discipline, having practically served in a company during his residence at Tiverton ; and he had also studied considerably the tactics of war, therefore he found no difficulty in getting himself initiated as a Canadian volunteer; but in so doing it ultimately proved to be another unfortunate step. The circle of his acqi lint- ances was thus increased tenfold. Military glory unfolded its social charms. Friendly meetings h' 54 TAf^^S FOU CANADIAN HOMES. t I :•] :U ^i^ :■■' J- ■ 1 with jovial comrades "became more frequent. The foaming glass sparkled brightly with fasci- nation. Temptation unmasked itself. Again and again his companions of the evenings had recourse to expedients to induce him to drink with them. He was wilHng to pass an evening and smoke a cigar, but sternly refused to even moisten his lips with the poisonous liquid, which showed a manly independence in principle, a dignity of honor ; and it would have been well for him had he always continued as iiivincible. *' I say, Fred, you must have something to drink with us to-night," said Billa Haveril one evenin^c as Fred and a few of his comrades were walking along Craig Street. " Here's the 'Roijal Arms,'' come in, boys — come in Fred, and I'll introduce you to Mr. Stone, a jolly good old Englishman. Ho knows how to warm up a fellow when the cold is 30 degrees below zero." They entered, and became seated in a room adjoining the bar. " Well, Fred, what's your choice," said Haveril. " A glass of cold water," replied Fred. " Horrible ! horrible ! " ejaculated Haveril. " Are you really going to commit an arctic out- rage upon your sensibilities ? That will never do if you intend living in Canada." "Perhaps he wants to convert himself into an ice-house," exclaimed Harrv Jenkins. " Grentlemen," said Fred, " I previously in- ! I f.m THE BLACK-SEALED LETTEE. 55 formed you that I belong to the Sons of Temper- ance ; you will therfore confer a favor by not pressing your kindness further upon me." " Take it as a medicine, then ; a glass will neither awaken your conscience nor injure your stomach," said Haveril. "Do as St. Paul advised Timothy to do — take a little for your stomach's sake and your often infirmities," said Nichol Henderson. " Come, Fred, one glass will never ruffle a feather in your conscience," said Ernest Stevens. " Come, boys ! tip up your bumpers ! " ex- claimed Haveril, and then singing aloud, fol- lowed by the others in chorus, " For Fre-Ps a Jolli/ good fellow, ^^ &c. Frederick having declined was again pressed to drink, to which he replied — " I am willing to condescend to the wishes of the company in which I may be placed ; but when principle is at stake I must necessarily decline sacrificing my honor to the demands of others, even those of my best friends, as f am a pledge-bound total abstainer." "Pooh! pooh! ' ejaculated Jenkins, "that's enough of your s(4)liisticaLed balderdash. Do you not know that a London pledge is not valid in Canada?" " "Why, what's the difference," exclaimed Fred, " the principle is the same throughout." " Well, sir, the difference is just this," said wim 66 TALES FOR CANADIAN HOMES. H .|:-,-| Jenkins, " every country has its own laws, and every subject therein is commanded to obey them, and to do so only while he is a resident. The laws of the temperance cause are based upon the same principle." "Philosophically speaking, you cannot assi- milate them," replied Fred. " Civil laws differ according to the govern- ment of a country, the characteristics of a people, their intellectual, moral and spiritual condition, etc. Whereas, the temperance cause, in its strictest sense, is everywhere identical, and its laws universal ; the essence of which in the ab- stract is simply ' to abstain ' and ' to obey.^ But suppose, for the sake of argument, that you are right in your opinion, I ask then, is there suffi- cient reason in the act of having withdrawn myself from the country in which I took the pledge, to disannul my responsibility, when I have not withdrawn my name from the Society's list of membership. And again, I ask you, if I desire to remain a total abstainer, wherefore should I compel myself unnecessarily, in order to please others, to sacrifice my liberty to the ' king of evils,' even should I feel no longer bound to obey the laws of the Society." " I say, Fred, for goodness' sake stop," ex- claimed Sandie Johnstone, " or else you will sink us so deeply into the rats of philosophy that our friends will never be able to discover us. >> n i. THE BLACK-SEALED LETTER. 67 ** Go on, Fred, go on, you're a brick," cried Haveril. " Give Jenkins another dig with your philosophical pick." " Fair play," shouted Jenkins, " 'tis my turn to hint the trap.'* " Bait it with a bottle of brandy," cried Haveril, " and we'll see who'll bite at it first." *' 11 Jenkins wont, I'll bet you a dollar you will," ejaculated Johnstone. " Yes, Haveril would bite at the very devil if his Satanical Majesty was filled to the teeth with brandy," exclaimi^d Jenkins, the others chorus- ing with a series of discordant laughs. "Well, w^ell, gentlemen," exclaimed Fred, "if you desire the continuance of my friendship, and if you wish to respect the dignity of moral- ity and the English language, you must refrain from using such insinuating balderdash and bar- room-slang." " You're right, Fred, stick to your subject and make them all your subjects," said Ernest Stevens. " Why, Fred, if you would only take a gentle sipling of the nectar you would know how to appreciate and enjoy our company," said Htn- derson. " True friendship and true happiness are based upon more so/id material than liquids,''^ replied Frederick. "Well, Fred, as you are a sort of X)hilosopher, ft. ! l!if i 11 ''ii' 58 TALES FOE CANADIAN HOMES. t-f allow me to ask you, if the true destiny of man, both here and hereafter, is not the enjoyment of life ?" interrogated Henderson. "Certainly, sir," replied Fred; " but I further believe that our Maker designed that man should use the proper means for the promotion of both terrestrial and celestial happiness." " Our opinions are identical, then,"- exclaimed Henderson. " We are both of the same mind and yet cannot agree ; and the reason is simply this — that I occasionally partake of a social glass with my friends as a means to awaken and pro- mote enjoyment; whereas you teetotally reject the means. This delicious nectar sparkling be- fore me has the inherent virtues of making me truly happy ; I, therefore, use it for its medi- cinal qualities. So here is my best respects to you all, boys, — not forgetting you, Fred," added Henderson, raising the tumbler to his lips and draining the liquor to its very dregs. "Ha! ha! ha!" ejaculated Jenkins, "I say, Fred, you are comx)Ictely cornered up, Hender- son's as good a philosopher as yourself." " That may be so," replied Fred, "but I wish you, and Henderson also, to bear in mind that reason may be twisted into sophistry. He must first prove the premises of his arguments to be correct, namely, ' that spirituous liquors are con- ducive to the happiness of mankind ' — otherwise, the syllogism must be false. To attempt such au THE BLACK-SEALED LETTEB. 59 undertaking- wonld bo a more fool-hardy task than that of Hercules to carry the globe upon his back. My dear sir, you would soon lind that the universal evidence of the world would be against you. The horrid shrieks of sulleriiig humanity would denounce the falsity of your arguments, while myriads of skeletons would startle from their graves with horrid indigna- tion !" " Hold on, hold on, I say, Fred," shouted Hen- derson, " you are firing away your balls at ran- dom and never look at the tariyet." " I think he has made a good many bull-eyes in your head," exclaimed Stevens. " Come, come, boys, we'll have a horn on the head of the subject," cried Jenkins. " Yes, yes, that's the talk," responded some of the others. " Hold on, hold on, gentlemen," exclaimed Henderson, sb^htly irritated. "I must have fair play in the game." " By all means," said Fred, " I shall see that you shall." " Well, sir," said H., " allow me to inform you, that in your arguments you deviated from the proposition I made, namely — that liquor as a means is conducive to human happiness. I meaii the proper use of it ; but you immediately darted off to the furthest extremity of the sub- ject, and by a sort of superlative sophistry of Bi 60 TALES ro!i CANADIAN HOMES. I f: : ^: . f V your own, you att iiiptod to conjure up a horrid array of evils arising* I'roni the a])use ul' that spiritual i^il't, whivh is the very essence of those cereals designed by the Author of Creation as the principal sustainer of animal life." " You accuse mi', sir, of doing injustice to your proposition, by rej^resenting the conse- quences of al>using that spiritual gilt, as you very improperly term it," said Fred, " Your pro- position, let me tell you, embraces only the germs ; but I look forward to the fruits thereof. He would be but a very foolish farmer indeed, who would sow tares or imperfect seed for the mere pleasure of seeing his fields adorned with verdure, without looking forward to the conse- quences. Every good farmer anticipates an abundant harvest and accordingly sows the best seed. So should every man who desires to reap a harvest of happiness. lie should look well to the seed, and sow only that which w^ill even- tvially i)roduce the best results. Again, you say that liquor when used in moderation, is a means of producing human happiness, and therefore should be used." I beg to differ with you ; happiness arises not from the animal impulses of human nature stimulated by intoxicating liquor. Use it moderately you say. Alas, how many millions have been ruined forever by the taking of only one single glass at first, only one glass ! Think of it ! It is the THE BLACK-SEALED LETTER. 61 mai^not that attracts matiM'ial akin to itself; alas, what a world of wrotchiHliK^ss aiul crime is rellected I'rom that nucleus oi' Iiilein})erance." *' Hold on, hohl on, Fred," ejaculated Jenkins, " that'll do lor the pr«^sent." " Go on, Fred, your illustrations are beautiful and impressive," cried Stevens, " go on, you are hitting the target at every shot." " For goodness sake, F'red, do stop ; or you will convert us all into a company of 'cold water-boys,' " cried Jenkins. "Come! come, my lads," exclaimed Ilaveril, "we'll wind up for the present with a bumper of 'hot Scotch' and I'll pay for the driidvs." " Hot Scotch ! hot Scotch ! " shouted a half dozen of voices — and having partaken of a rous- ing bumper they called upon Fred to favor them with a song, to which he responded in the fol- lowing Temx^crance Song, entitled " One Glass More 5> Behold yon wretch n.t the tavorn-har : His matted hair lianj^s over his brow ; The manly form and tiie noble soul Are wrecked and lost in tlie drunkard now. Ho shiverinjJT stiiiids in his dirty ra;Lrs, With bloated lace and his lilood-iliot eyes ; With qnivorin;j^ lips and a t' -w r'd hv- ath For one glass more liow h^^ [)Ka(lin;^' eri ;s. Chorus. — "0 jiive me, sir, Irit a sin;.;!.- gliis:; ; U pity m.' now \vli,-n my rash is doUL! ; The ni.,ht is cold and my blood runs chill, And all 1 ask is a sinijle one." I r ' i , I I : C2 TALES FOR CANADIAN HOMES. •' Away from here, yon inlscrnMo wretch ; I wuiit no niort- of yniir l)lultl>criri;.r ]l,'(Ik, Bo oil" lit f)nci' ! or I'll ki( k yon out ; Yon'll fret none Ihtc — not n ninLrlo fjliis", • VVIiiit hrou^Mit yon Iht ■ in yoiir llltliy vi\^n, To dls^'race my lionso in tliis drnnkttn way. At once, begone! for yon'll '^ct no drink, No. not a j^'liisx, when you've notliin;r to pay." Chorus. — " n f^ive vv, sir, .tc.'' " O, wlieroforc, sir, wonM yon kick ine out I Why so nnjnst to thy friend art thon ; Von fjfave me drink and yon took my chkIi, Yon made me, Hir, as you see me now. Yon scorn me too, as a drunken wretch, Dehasod and st(!ep't in tho (Ire^s of sin ; And when I ask hut a Hinu^le u:lass, You'll kick nu! out tho" you took me in. Cliorus. — jjfive me, sir, n stood a brave ^e rough that he Is in the following song, which ho and his associates fre- c^uently sung with great gusto : — Come now, my lads, we'll march along, And wave our bannei-K hiixh, Tlio savaj^o herds in forest wilds Nliall hear out battle-cry. The distant realm Ixrfore us lies, The road is rouj^di and drear, O'er lake and stream tliro 'mountain wild Our martial course we'll steer. Chorus. — Tlien march along, my hearty lads, And cheer your hearts with song, Th(! nation cheers tlie Volunteers Who bravely march along. No scorching sun, no torrent Bhowcr, No toil, nor want of rest. Has poAver to check that Britisli pluck Which warms each loyal breast. No savage of the woods we dread, Nor dt^atli, nor danger near, ^ W(! are a nation's loyal sons Who spurn a coward's fear. Chorus. — Then march along, &c. That savage wretch with bloody hands, Usurping in his miglit. Shall keenly feel a nation's steel Tliat justifies its right. ^^ Revenge ^^ shall be our battle-cry, Revenge the bloody foe : Fort Garry's walls with tongues of blood, (Shall echo back the blow. Come march along, "my hearty lads," Ami shout the martial song. The nation cheers the Volunteers Who bravely march along. 11 , it 74 TALES FOK CANADIAN lluMES. OlIArTER VIII. I will now silently x)ass over Iho spaco of three months, and leave the reader- to follow in imagi- nation the adventures of our hero in the Red- lliver Expedition ; — and as an essential character in the sequel of this story I will now take the liberty of introducing myself. #•••••••• • On a fine afternoon abm^tthe middle of Sep- tember, 1870, 1 arrived at Kingston, Ontario, and took lodgings at the " City Hotel," where I intended to remain for a few days. I was then on a tour selling a poetical w^ork which I had written, entitled: " The Canadian Minstrel" After tea, that evening, I stepped up stairs to the sitting-room, and sat down to write a letter to my friends at home. Shortly afterwards, and while seated there alone, a young man entered the room. " I beg i)ardon, sir ; I hope I'm not intruding," he exclaimed very politely as he entered. " No, not in the least, sir," said I. He then walked over to the sofa, and pulling out a news- paper from his pocket, sat down and began to peruse it. I resumed my pen ; and when finish- ed with my letter, I addressed him somewhat li- THE BLACK-SEALED LETTER. 76 rainiliarly, and wa ontorod into conversation, chit'Ily about the war which was then hcin^* carried on between France and rrussia. Ilo was apparently intellii^-ent ; and althoui^h sliii'ht- ly reticent at iirst, became gradually more con- versivo and iamiliar. lie appeared to ])e a])0ut 25 years of age, tall, and somewhat slender in iigure ; of keen a nerv- ous temperament ; with hair and moustache of a brownish color: features slightly prominent and very expressive. He was courteous in manners, and in general appearance, genteel and good- looking. Ilis style of conversing was agreealde ; his arguments pointed and logical ; and his remarks, full of sympathetic sentiment, apparent- ly the breathings of an impulsive moral nature. His countenance, although naturally expressive of energy, appeared slightly shadowed by an expression of sadness. Even in his manner and conversation there was a peculiar indication of deep thoughtfulness, tinged with melancholy, llespecting his own history he said nothing, nor did he ask anything al)0ut mine. I was however much interested in his company, and although strangers to each other, we passed a very x^lca- sant evening together. At breakfast on the following morning he sat directly opposite to me. "We saluted each other in a friendly manner, and occasionally exchang- ed a few sentences. Shortly after we had retired 70 TALES Foil CANADIAN IIuMES. i *" ¥i. ill lip' from the table lie came forward and addressed me. " I shall bid you j^'ood })ye, friend, for the present," said he, apparently in readiness to depart. " And so yon are ^^oing to leave," said 1. " I'm sorry 1 had not the pleasure of a longer acquain- tance with you." " I leave for Toronto, where I shall remain a week or two. Should you be there shortly, please call at the * Metropolitan Hotel,' and ask for me, I shall bo happy to see you," said hc» handing^ me a card with his name thereon. *' Thank you, sir, I will be happy to do so," said I : and having heartily shaken hands together as a mutual token of courtesy and good-will, he departed. As I was desirous of attending the Annual Provincial Show, to be held at Toronto during the iirst week of October following, I passed all the intermediate tow^ns on the line of railway, and arrived in that city a few days previous. The evening after my arrival I strolled over to the Metropolitan to see the stranger referred to. IIo recognized me at once, and was appa- rently happy to see me. Although our previous acquaintance had been incidental and but of short duration, we felt on meeting again as if we had been old friends. He invited me to the sitting room ; and we passed a few very agree- TITE BLACK-SEALED LETTETl. 11 Me hours ioo'ollior. On loavin*^' I roqiicstcd him to spend the I'ollowing evoiiiiin; with mo at the hotol at wliioh I was staying*. JL* complied thorowith ; and dnriiiG^ his lurthor slay oi' one week in the city our ijiterviews wore oi' daily occurrence. Durinn- the following w^eek the city was crowd- ed to its utmost capacity ; and the streets pre- sented a gay and lively appearance, owing to the great inllux of visitors to the Exhibition. In company with my friend I visited the " Show Grounds." Every department of the Arts and Agriculture, ike, wovo well represented, showing the vast progress and developments oi the Vro- vinco of Ontario. The day of the closing of the Exhibition my friend specially invited me to his room to spend the evening. During our previous interviews he had said but little respecting himself. I noticed, however, that something was deeply all'ecting his mind ; and that he was apparently desirous of making it known to me. But it was not until this evening that he, in compliance with my wishes, gave me the history of his past career : the greater part of which is narrated in the foregoing chapters of this story : the remain- der I will now give in his ow^n words ; for, gentle reader, be it known that this person w^as none other than Frederick Charlston, with whom you arc already acquainted. \ m: }! . w \ ft H?! If I .I If! 1 •I'l Ml, . ■i'i '• y\ V kii! V8 TALES For. CANADIAN HOMES. " During tlio iirst x>^'ii^'t of the journey to Hed- Itiver," said ho, " I endured the hardships and fatigues tolerably well ; but the encamping out every night upon the cold earth : the mcessant labor ; th(^ hard inarches over a, roug'h road, and under a broiling sun, at length became too oppres- sive. Ortentimes I felt, as it Avere, "unable to procecil a step further ; butmy proud spirit Avith a stern determination of will, exerted every pos- sible energy, and i continued day after day to plod along with my foot-sore and way-worn companions. Our J'atigues were .however occa- sionally relieved by a general rest for a few days. But before one third of the jonrney had been completed I was seized one night with a severe attack of illness. " The day had been excessi\'ely hot ; the com- mander wishing to get forward that evening to certain grounds favorable for one week's encamp- ment had recourse to what irJght be termed a forced march. Many of the soldiers sulfered from the ellects thereof; I was prostrated at once by a severe billions attack, accompanied with chills and fever, and also diarrhcra; and when the companies resumed their march, I was unable to proceed with them. " The evenijig previous to the general move the doctor made a special visit to my tent. " ' My young friend,' said he, as he entered, * I have come to leave vou some medicine as I must &A. TtTE ULACK-STIALED LETTEr., 79 more "vvith the army at an early hour to-morrow morniim'. Your health, althougti progressiiio- ra- pidly, will not permit you to undertake the jour- ney, at least for one week. Ilowc^ver, you will be provided with necessaries, ^c. The Captain has appointed a couple of honest Indians to remain and take care of you : and \\'ho will serve as guides when you are ready to depart. But my special injunction is — " Take g'ood care of 2/ourse/f" otherwise you vill never reach lied Eiver.' " ' Indeed, doctor, I'm afraid I shall never be able to resume the journey,' said I. " ' It would have been much better for you had you not undertaken it at first.' " ' Experience teaches fools,' I exclaimed. " ' Yes, and the wisest of wise men too,' added the doctor, with a sly wink. " ' I regret very much the course I have taken said I ; I am now suffering the experience of my reckless folly. Were it possible to have an oppor- tunity of living my past years over again agree- ably to my wishes, I assure you, doctor, I would never make a second journey to Canada, nor go to Red-Eiver either ; I would make England my home for ever. However, since I have under- taken this exodus, I hope I shall be able to com- plete it.' " ' It is my opinion,' said the doctor, ' that your x^liysical constitution, inexperienced as it 80 TALES FOR CANADIAN HOMES. m i r ) 1, 1 ^ !■ 1 has been to a life like this, will not he able to stand the fatigues ; and even after a month's rest, I dread the consequences, as the hardships yet to be endured are tenfold greater than those you have undergone.' " * Then what shall I do, doctor ? Must I live and die alone in tL . wilderness ? ' said I. " 'Under the present circumstances, I think' said he, ' your resignation will be immediately accepted. If so remain here for the present under charge of your attendants. In the course of a week or so, a gang of Indians will pass here on their way to Thunder Bay for provisions. '' hey can convey you a great portion of the w^ay by canoe ; thence you can elfect your course back to Toronto, or to Eiigland if you chose, much easier indeed than going the remainder of the journey to lied Iviver.' " ' "Well doctor,' said I, ' I shall comply with your orders.' " ' Then I shall attend to the matter at onco, said the doctor, and immediately withdrew. In about an hour afterwards he returned, accom- panied with several officers. The doctor's request was acquiesced with, and I received my discharge. The commander on leaving placed $30 in my hand, wishing me better health and a safe journey back to Toronto. No sooner had they left than I began to Lreathe more freely the air of liberty. I felt like a prisoner wdien >i IM il THE BLACK-SEALED LETTER. 81 iJ liberated from his shackled bonds. I was no longer a mercenary. I was indeed exalted above the ranks, and felt m^/seff once more as a man : — And wherefore, may I ask ? Let my spirit echo the answer. " The novelty and the romance of adventure had lost their charms. Military g'lory had faded under the stern reality of circumstances. >?ick- ness had dimned the ardor of mv sovd. Home- longings had clustered around my heart : and I then felt as it were for the time being a ha|)pi- ness in disappointment, and an index^endence in my liberty. " My companions were indeed sorry to part with me : and before leaving presented me with many tokens of tlnnr affections. I felt the lone- liness of a saddened heart when they were gone. The Indians were however kind, and faithful in their duties towards me. Under their care my health and vigor improved rapidly ; so much so, that I felt suiiiciently able to go with the return- ing Indians to Thunder Bay I stood the traA'el much better than I anticipated. On the 27th day of August I arrived safely in this city, but much exhausted by the fatigues of the journey. " Alas ! thought I. What a change of pros- pects! What a revulsion in circumstances! I left here as a proud follower of Mars, clotlied in scarlet and line linen like the iviiigs of Babylon, and blowing up the tinsei'd bubble of n.ilitary 1^ mr^ 82 TALES FOR CANADIAN HOMES. glory, amid the beating of drums, the blowing of trumpets, and the cheers of nn excited populace But alas ! I returned in silence, as a simple man of experience, covered in sackcloth, exhausted in body, disappointed in mind, without friends, without a home, and with comparatively meagre funds. It was then that the last words of my dear father to me came rushing upon my soul, and adding sorrow to the feelings of my heart. Humiliating as my circumstances were, more deeply aflfecting to my mind was the ever-pre- sent remembrance of a dream which I dreamt on the night previous to my departure from Chipenega, the place where I remained during my illness. I dreamt that I w^as again residing in Montreal, that I had retired to my room for the night, and was projecting the design of going to the Rocky Mountains to dig for gold : and felt excited by the idea that when I had accu- mulated a million I would return to England a gentleman of fortune. But my night visions? like my day dreams, were doomed to vanish in disappointment : for at that moment when my soul was elated with the prospect, and my heart throbbing big with joy, ' I was startled by a light suddenly shining around me ; and on look- ing about I beheld a woman entering the room and approaching where I lay. Her countenance, though pale, shone with a peculiar brightness. A long robe, white as the snow, hung loosely around ;l - I iHk'WissS'aifedidi-iiiL&vJ'A,:-, .,»iv„*;. THE BLACK-SEALED LETTER. 83 her, niicl sandals ■wore upon hor feet. I was amazed tit the ai)pearance at first siulit : bnt alter a momentary gaze I recognized in her features the exj)ression of my own mother, " 'Oh, mother! my dear mother !' I shouted as she approached, quickly raising myself up from my couch. " 'Frederick, my son Frederick,' she exclaim- ed taking" hold of mv hand in her own, and kiss- ing me allectionately. ' I have come to take my farewell of you, my dear son, as I am ready to depart on a long journey and will not again see you on earth. Around my poor body your fa- ther, brother, sisters, and other relatives are at this very moment sobbing in tears, while in s])irit I am here jn-esent with you. My time on earth is limited to seconds. My words are there- fore few. IMy injunctions are these, — I hope you will comply with them. Ilepent of your wick- edness and folly. Abstain from intoxicating liquors and evil company. Live a righteous life. Iteturn at once to England, and seal those bonds of a life-union with Clara, whom you have un- justly wronged. Promise me, my son, co do these things and I shall depart in peace.' " I was so overcome and bewildered at that moment that I could say nothing more than simply to whisper, — ' BTolher, I shall try to do so. She then kissed me ; bade me good-bye ; and on wings of light instantly soared out of the room, -Cf ;i.:-.».i « M 84 TALES FOR CANADIAN HOMES. IT |l Jl i leaviiif^ it in darlaioss again. I was so awluily impressed at this moment that I awoke suddenly. It appeared to me to be more of awaking reality than a dream. From that time until the present moment it has preyed heavily upon my feelings. Again and again have I tried to eradicate the impression, but every eflbrt has only had a ten- dency to rivet it the more firmly to my mind, until it has at length assumed the aspect of a reality. I fear my apprehensions are too true ; however I trust to Providence that my dream was nothing more than a baseless emanation of fancy. The evening after my arrival in Toronto from the Ked River exx^edition I w^'ote a letter to my parents, and also one to a cousin of my own residing in London. I stated the circum- stances which compelled me to return from the expedition; that the doctor had advised me to go back to England, as the Canadian climate w^as not suital)le for my constitution ; and that I purposed being in London to spend the Christ- mas holidays with my friends. Neither did I forget to mention the anxiety I felt about my child ; nor did I neglect to express my intention of paying an afiectionatc^ compliment to its m.other on my return. I desired my friends to reply immediately on receiving my letters. Nearly five weeks have elapsed since I wrote, but no answer has been received yet. I however expect something by the next English mail. 'I THE BLACK-SEALED LETTER, 85 J I am living in susponse ; a dreadful fooling in- . deed to endure. Had my health and means permitted, I would have gone directly to England on my return from the expedition. Instead thereof I sent the letters referred to, and having rested in this city a couple of weeks, I went down to Kingston to visit an old acquaintance who had emigrated thither a lew years ago ; but when I arrived there I discovered with dis- appointment that he had recontly removed to the State of Minnesota. It was then, sir, that I had the j)leasure of meeting with you. Your kindness and familiarity on that occasion, and also since, have been as medicine to my soul, I have considered you as a genial and sympa- thetic friend, I have told you the history of my past career. I trust to God that my future will be characterised with less unfortunate events, but with deeds more worthy of being told. I feel, and I know that I have been the author of my own wretchedness and folly. I have wasted my time, my money, and my ener- gies in dissipation. I have feasted my conceited fancies upon glory as light and transient as the ilying gossamer : and besides all this, I have done injustice to my parents — to my child — and to her who gave it birth. I have wronged her with cruel heart, a heart that has recoiled upon itself, and now stings its own affections in the madness of remorse. But worse than all, I have done injustice to my Maker. I have mocked at [|# i »' ' . f' ■ ! ■ ^1i V rl "^ ■ \ '• • 1 , . ! I ■ \: . J r ,, 86 TALES FOR CANADIAN HOMES. His mercy. I have insulted TTisdig'uiiy. I have tramx>lod upon His laws. Oh ! miserable irrekh that I have been ! llowevor, I have resolv(Hl to live a better life. I trust to God that through His divine power I shall be enabled to abstain from intoxicating liquor and CA'il company." *' I intend returning to England in December next," continued Frederick, alter a few moments silence. Yesterday I met with a gentleman who formerly belonged to London, iind with whom I was somewhat acquainted. He is now a resident of Hamilton, some 50 miles from hero, and does a large business as an upholsterer, lie oiiered me immediate employment, at $1.50 per day. I have engaged w^ith him for two months, at the expiration of which time, if health x>ermit, I will ship myself for England. So that no time may be lost I shall leave for Hamilton tomorrow morning, to be ready to commence work on Monday. Now, sir, as you intend remaining in Toronto for a week or two you will indeed favor me by calling at the Post-OIFice, especially when the next English Mail arrives, and any letters or newspapers addressed to me, please forward immediately. I promised faithfully to do so : — ond having thanked him for his favors I bade him good-bye for the i^resent, expressing a wish that I would find him in a happier state of feelings at our next interview. / THE BLACK->SEALED LETTER. 87 CIIArTEll IX. vffV Having returned to the hotel at which I was staying" I retired immediately to bed. I slept but little during the night, my fancy having been kept awake by the expressive interview of the preceding evening. The eventful narrative of Frederick Charlston's career was ever present to my mind, producing feelings akin to those of an experienced reality. But the most striking cha- racteristic was the singular dream to which I have alluded. Dreams in general are nothing more than the echoes of the soul, or the breath- ings of imagiiiation when the consciousness of the mind is in a latent state, Some dreams however, may be the productions of a spiritual agency photogrnphing as itwere through the elec- tric telegrai)h of the soul the impressions of the real event upon the mind of the person who is absent, causing strange forebodings to loom up in the horizon of imagin-ation. Be this as it may, it is a well known fact, that dreams have been occa- sionally verified. Thousands of them, however, are by the dreomer construed to suit circumstan- ces. But the millions of those visions that arise nightly from the bed-chambers of the world are nothing more than the flicker ings of the mind, T 11 1 111! t H j i- 88 TALES FOK CANADIAN HOMES. In i: \m i f ' 'l ' ' 'I i iit i'himIoiii, and \\Jiiv vai)or, arisinf;' into the atmosphere ol tlio isoul, rrcqiicntly asHumiiig' a variety oriaiitastic rorms as a nietaiiK)ii)hoses of preconceived ideas. Tinniediately on heariiiir' of the arrival of the Enulish Mail I Inirried down to tlie rost-Oilice, and inquired of the gentleman in attendance if there were anything for hrederiek Charlston. 8hiillling over a pile of letters he drew one out and handed it to mo. It- was mounted with deep mourning, and heavily* sealed with black sealing wax. I w^as startled "At 4hc appearance thereof, I took but a momentary gaze and re- quested him to forward it by the next mail to Hamilton. I felt an anxious curiosity to know the contents of the l^laek-Sealed Letter. I felt certain that some of Frederick's relatives had recently died. The aspect of his dream more forcibly impressed itself upon my mind. But let a few days more pass away, and the mystery will be solved. At the end of the second week after this occur- rence I went up to Hamilton : and shortly after my arrival called upon the ITpholsterer. Pie told me that Frederick had not been at the w^orkshoj) during the past few days, owing to an attack of illness. He directed me to the hotel at which Frederick was boarding. I went there, and was by the inn-keeper shown into a bed- room, in which he was reclining upon a couch THE BLACK-SEALED LETTER. 89 roiuliiii^ a iiowspapor. On sooini]^ mo ho sj)raiii( forward iiiul i>Ta(spiHl my hand alloctionaioly in his own, and bogan sob})ing aloud, the tears gushing from his cyos. For a fovV seconds I stood motionless in sad bewilderment of mind, feeling assured that something of a serious natTire had occurred. At length I ventured to express a desire to know what had happened. He then drew from his pocket a letter, and handed it to me. I recognizod it at once as the " Blacli'ie you have completely recovered. It gives me i:)leasure however to know that you wall again be amongst us. No doubt you will feel happy to see your old friends again. But short as the time has been since you left, you wdll find oil your return that eventful changes have taken place. Our life on earth is only a struggle w4th itself, too frequently surrounded with adverse circumstances, that are prolific with sad events, and gloomy with sulfering and disappointment. And were it not that the Star of Bethelem still shines in the firmament of Heaven the glory of this world would transmit but a dim light upon the soul of the Christian life. Then be prepared, IMAGE EVALUATION TEST TARGET (MT-3) 1.0 I.I » 928 1 2.5 50 "i^ mWM " ^ m 2.0 m lU i- ^ IL25 ■ 1.4 1.6 ^ ^ Vi ^^ ^? *Vv ^^. .^ i Photographic Sciences Corporation 23 WEST MAIN STREET WEBSTER, N.Y. 14580 (716) 872-4503 s •ss \ \\ ^y%/^<^ <«^>. >j^ -e^ 4, 9 TALES FOU CANADIAN HOMES. my dear friend, to endure the ills of adversity with a no})le heart. Althong-h a dark shadow may fall suddenly upon your earthly vision, at once direct your eyes in i'aith towards the Star of Celestial Grlory ; and the light of Heaven will dispel the darkness, even, were it the shadow of Death. " You desired of me to give particular informa- tion respecting Clara Hazeldon. In accordance with your request I suppose I must do so. Through disappointment, in hoping against hope, she became low spirited, and failed considerably in health ; and, on hearing of your intended adventure in the Red Eiver. expedition, relin- quished every hope of your return, and shortly afterwards became the wife of Charles Holstrom. " Your child is still in your father's family, and is a bright-eyed-healthy-looking boy, resembling you very much indeed. At the rec^uest of your relatives, but with considerable reluctance on my part, I now undertake to inform you of an event which has recently occurred in your own family. They consider it better to make it known to you by letter than allow the reality unexpect- edly to force itself upon your mind at your return. " On the 20th day of July last, your mother, by a fall down the stairway, unfortunately got one of her limbs broken. It was considered neces- sary to have it amputated. Mortification set in r ■ '« i*!-^ THE BLACK-SEALED LETTER.. 91 shortly afterwards, eventually provim>- fatal. At an early hour on ihc morning of the 25th, only five days after the occurrence, 3'our dear mother breathed her last, surrounded hy her weepmg- relatives. She was sensible to wiihin a few hours of her death. Her dying* words conferred a blessing upon you. She died happy, and with full assurance of a l)lessed immortality. " Striking as this announcement must be to your mind, I trust that with the help of God you will be onal)led to bear up under the severe aflliction. Sooner or later we must all die ; and by what means we know not. Then let this event be another warning to us to prei^are elTect- ually for our exit to eternity. May God bless you, my dear friend. May Christ be your spiri- tal Physician, to pour the Balm of Gilead uj^on your troubled soid ; and through Divine power may you ere long be conducted back in health and safety to your old home. " Your friends join in expressing their love to you. " I remam, dear Frederick, your aflectionate cousin. " William A. Thornton." Appended to the above letter was the follow^- ini? note from Eliza, Frederick's eldest sister : " London, Sept. 20th, 1870. " My Dear Broth<^r, — The sad events that have, occurred since your departure have thrown a 92 TALES FOU CANADIAN HOMES. 1 ) ;. F ' i It • deep gloom over our lionsohold. The death of our dear mother has almost broken our hearts. I hope in God you will be enabled to endure the severe allliction. Call upon Christ, and he will, assist you to bear up your weight of sorrow. It is some comfort however to know that mother died the happy death of a Christian. I trust her spirit is now reaping the hea^aMily harvest of her , spiritual labors upon earth. Father is terribly chanired since her death. I thou«j!,'ht he would assuredly die under the heavy allliction. No doubt your absence has had a tendency to aug- ment his grief. He has become fearfully melan- choly, and of late has had recourse to drinking. I dread the consec[uences ; therefore I intreat you to come home as soon as possible. Perhaps * your influence may have a soothing ellect upon his mind ; and prevent him from further indul- gence. " Oh, how glad we shall all feel, even in our sorrow, to see you again, dear brother. Kichard has turned out to be a fine boy; you will be happy to see him. Cousin William has acquain- ted you with other facts. Trust to God for the consolation of your mind. "We all join in love to you. With a heavy heart and in tears I have written these few lines. I am, dear brother, your affectionate sister. " Eliza Charlston." " These are sad news indeed," said I, return- ins: the letter to Frederick. THE BLACK-SEALED LETTER. 98 * " Very, very bad, indeed, almost iiisuUtTable !" said he. Having i)ansed for a few moments he conti- nued. " My dream has been forcibly verified. How overwhelming is the reality that my poor mother is no more. Had 1 been present when she died it would have given some consolation to my soul. But, oh ! to think of the manner in which I fled from her presence, and also from • my happy home : to think of the sullerings both mentally and physically she must have endured : to think of the unfortunate circumstances r f her death; to think that I, her favorite son, was absent in her dying hours, without an oi)por- tunity of confessing my errors and asking her forgiveness : to think of these ulone, is sullicient to break my very heart. Nor is this all. She to whose loving heart I pledged my affections as a bond of an eternal union, has become the life- companion of another. But I reproach her not for so doing. She was faithful ; I alone was false. She had hoped against hope ; and not until she had despaired of my return did she seek out a helx)-mate and home for herself. It is only another unfortunate circumstance of my life. I feel deeply the wound it has inflicted ; but I will not avenge it. My life is apparently a life of troubles, and like Job of old I am ready to curse the day of my birth. I, myself, may be the author of it all ; but it seems to me that some «^ 94 TALES FOU CANADIAN HOME??. h J r \ II -it pi'' [1:1 I- I ■ I •i'M demon, like the evil spi/it of King Saul, has taken possession of life's-citad-'l, and strews my path- way with paudoric ills." " My dear sir, I do really sympathise with you in your ailliction," said I. " lUit under such trying circumstances confide in God and he will be your friend indeed." " But for me there is no Balm in Gilead : there is no physician there," he exclaimed. " As a fal- len sinner I again sought for halm in the Vineyard of Satan. I had recouro(> to the demon-w^izard of intoxication, and. drank from his enchanted bowl. It was impossible to live and do otherwise ; for elsewdiere I could find no consolation for my grief. I drank deepl} for two days and two nights after haviuG^ received the letter. I then resumed mv work : and with a saddened heart and a weakiin- ed constitution, labored until three days ago, when, I again broke the bonds of my resolutions. To-day I am sobering off myself: and when my bottle is emptied of its contents, / shall drink no 5J more. Saying this, he took from his trunk a bottle half-full with liquor. " Look here," said he. " You see how^ short a distance is now between me and total-abstinence. But, my dear friend, I Avill not insult your feel- lings by tasting of it in your presence." Therewith he returned the bottle to its place. In answer to my enquiries he stated that he still ^ I'lIE BLACK-SEALED LETTER. 95 intended to return to England in I)eoem})cr, and for that purpose had resolved to eeonomise his time and means, and never taste of liquor again. " Ah," said he, " li(pior and evil company have been my ruin. Through the inlluence of bad companions I lirst broke the pledge when at Ti- verton : and by doing so at that time, I upset all my projected designs. I have been re-building and iii)seLting ever since; but somehow my superstructure appears to have no solid basis. However, I am determined to try once more and make amends for the past." I told him that I intended in the course of a few days to go on as far as New London, and would be absent at least a month. I would then return by way of Hamilton, and accompany him as far as Montreal, on my way home : it being about the time he purposed leaving for Eiigland. He appeared to be delighted with the idea of so doing, and heartily thanked me for the kindness I shewed towards him. On the following morning he resumed his work ai:>parently with renewed cheerfulness and vigor ; and during the ten days I remained in Hamilton he improved rapidly in both body and spirit. AYe met together every evening and paased an hour or two very pleasantly, and I may add, profitably. He never once tasted of liquor during that time ; but seemed more deter- mined than ever to rOsist its temptation. I ad- i^H 96 TALES FOR CANADIAN HOMES. l! I i} V" 111 i 1' ii M iIm ; ]( I rised him to remove to som(3 private Ijotirding house; where he would be less exposed to the influence of liquor and evil company : but he seemed unwilling to comply therewith on account of his intended removal in so short a time. On the morning of that day on which I left Hamil- ton I called at the shop, where he was vigor- ously at work. On bidding him good-bye, I expressed a wish that he would remain true to the principle of total-abstinence, entreating him to supplicate Divine aid to enable him to do bo. " There may be some breakers ahead " said he, " but I think I can steer in the right course now." Then bidding each other good bye, we parted — never to wee I a^ain on earth. On my return to Hamilton I called at the hotel and requested to see Frederick Charlston. " O, he's gone, sir," abruptly ejaculated the innkeeper. " Goney sir V said I. "Where, and when did he go ? " " "Well, all I can say about him, is that he went off to his grave about a week ago," he replied. " Do you mean to say that Frederick Charlston is dead ? " said I. , " "Why, yes, sir," said he, " the fellow's as flat as a board now." "What was the cause of his death?" I in- quired. " Drinking more whiskey than he was able to 9> 4 m THE BLACK-SEALED LETTER. 97 hold, 80 he si)rang a k»ak and Naiik, cargo and all." ho replied, jokijig'ly, with a humorous giiu, ondeavourhig to be witty at the expense oi" hi.s victim. This unexpected intelligence struck me .so forcibly that I'or se^ oral .seconds I stood motion- less and bewildered. I then walked away with a sorrowful heart indeed. I could scarcely give credence to the announcement until it was con- firmed by the upholsterer whom I called U|>()n, and who related the following* circumstances connected with the death of poor unfortunate Frederick Charlston. " Two wrecks ago last Thursday night," said he, " a coui)le of fast youths who were carousing merrily at the hotel, persuaded Frederick to tak j a sip w^ith them. But one taste was sufficient to rouse up the evil spirit again within his boson\ He drank deeply that night and for two days continued his carousal; but was at length turnvi out upon the street by the innkeeper for disturb- ing the necessitated quietness of the Saturday night. He found his way to the woo Ished, where he laid himself down and fell asleep. In about two hours he awoke shivering with cold ; and was ultimately admitted into the hotel. Next m-orning he was in a feverish state, and conlinecl to bed. Towards evening' his condition became more alarminsr, and a messen^'er was sent for me. I hurried thither, and procured a doctor II . ' '■1. *! ( ' i ■■l 1 1 i\ ■ u r.i ill 08 TALEH FOR CANADIAN lloMKS iiiniicdiiik'ly IIiul it hooii pnicU'iii to do so, I would luivo removed him at once to iiiv own house ; however, I did all lor him thai I possibly could do! My wile and I in turn sat by his bed- side and watched over him with tender care. But all was in vain. His fcA^er continued to in- crcas(^ and he became delirious. At times he would startle up wildly from his couch, shouting frantically as if in the agonies of horror, fre" quently calling and in pitiable and heart-rending tones upon his mother to tbrgive him : and to come and help him out of the horrible pit into which he had fallen, ike. &c. But the scene during those moments was too appalling to admit of further description. Finally he became calm, and sank into a peaceful slumber from which he never awoke on earth. On the morning of the fifth day of his illiu\ss, November 30th, he breath- ed his last, and his spirit passed away forever into the regions of eternity. " Poor Frederick, he is gone. My heart is sad- dened by his death !" continued he, apparently much nlfi^cted. " AYith all his faults he had a noble soul. Poor fellow ! ho is gone now. I gave him a decent burial. I wrote to his father informing him of his son's death ; but modified the circumstances connected therewith ; hon'- ever, it will be sad intelligence indeed," THE liLACK-SEALEl) LETTKU. 00 The history of Froclorick Chiirlsioii is now told. His career was brief. It is however preg- nant with uulortuiiat(5 (M^'iit.s, and coiihiins excellent material for moral reliection. It is in itself a lesson I'or the young and the inexp(.»rien- ced, showing the sad results of a self-willed con- fidence, the love of vain-ulorv in adventur*', the yielding of moral principles to gratify the desire of either oneself or that of others : — and worse than all, the sacrificing of the nol)ler attributes of human luituro to the insidious wiles of evil society and intoxicating liquor. Millions of youu'v men, as moral and as self-confident as Frederick Charlston, have been physically and moralJy ruined as he was. Once yielding a little to im- moral influence gi\cs the first imj)etus to a down- ward tendency. Continue to repeat it, and the inertia becomes stronger, and the descent more easy. " I see no harm in a social glass withafritnd," cries one. " Let cold-water-fanatics preach until dooms- day and hurl their anathemas against ini'bri- ates," exclaims another, " but they never bhi'il prevent me from taking my occasional glass," " Nor I," says a third. " An occasional glass with a companion is the very life-spring of social nature. It assimilates one mind with another. It dispels sadness, and invigorates both soul aud body. It opens up the fountahis of the heart, 100 TALKS roll (CANADIAN IIOMKS. 11 |i V \'l . ^ % ■ i luid j'oy i»iisli(\'i out, sparkling wiUi wit and melody. Wherei'oro then should I deprive myseli' of those ])les^4iiig's, on purpose to gratily the whims oT some cold-water quack V "Where- fore then should I hind my liherties with a phnlo'e as a sale-guard to prevent me from beconiing a drunkard. 11' other men have been foolish enoui.>'h to allow themselves to be- come drunkards by abusing one of the precious gifts of nature, is that sniUcient reason that I should not drink ? I think not. I am no drunk- ard, nor shall I become one ; therefore I will do as I plea;-:e with my owni liberty and inde- pendence." Such is indeed the false philo,so]:)hy of too many moderate drinkers. No man is a confirm- ed drunkard at once. It is by degress that men generally become inebriates. " Take but a glass," says the recruiting sergeant of Bacchus, '• it will do you no harm." But one glass is but the start- ing point. It is the magnet that attracts material akin to itself What a world of dej^radation has been generated by this nucleus of intemperance. Intoxicating liquor is indeed the most prolific source of wn'etchedness and crime. It has been and still is the greatest curse to humanity. It is the curse of curses. The grave is iilled with its w^recks. The fire of hell is fed by its fuel. Mil- lions upon inillionsLol^ human beings has it hurl- ed dow^ii to the blackest regions of eternity. How I 1 > ^ THE BLACK-SKATiED T.KTTKU. 101 dariiip' thou must that man])o; — how uiiorly losl, to every principle of morality, who would hn/ard an assertion in favor oi' inioxir'n- drinks as n source of henelit to mankind. The luiiver-sol evidence ol'all no-es would he a^-ainst him. The horrid shrieks of sudering* humanity would de- nounce his arii'uments. ^lillions ol' grinninr.^' skeletons, ]>lncken(Hl with i^-ery crime (if per- mitted) would startle forth I'rom tlunr infernal dungeons ; and in myriads of drunkards' g'raves the rattling" of dry ])ones would he heard: Yea. even hell, its very self, gloated with the souls o! inebriates, would groan with indignation. Nay, call it not happiness that sparkles in the eye of the rum-drinker andsol'tens his heart and tongue into kindred sympathy with each other. Happi- ness arises not from the flickerings of the brain when heated by the reeking* fumes of the liquor glass. Nor does it arise from the fervid impulses of the heart w^hcn excited by the steaming vapors of the rum bowl. Neither does it exist in the fluctuatino- feeling's of animal nature w'hen sti- mulated into action by the demon-spirit of the brandy bottle. Nor does happiness consist in the wild revelry of human beings, like madmen, recklessly sporting their fantastic tricks around the unhallowed altar of Bacchus. Nay, term it not happiness, call it rather by the name of insanity. In conclusion, if any of my readers are addict- 102 TALES FOR CANADIAN HOMES. I) ''] 1 ^i' !:■- i ■ '. ed to intoTni-)eranco. or take only an occasional glass, with a friend, let me entreat of yon to con- sider this momentous snhjeet: to crush the bottle- serpent ere its fang-s have pierced you fatally to the heart; and at once and forever, to dash the accursed bowl to the earth. Once more, I earnestly entreat of you to pause and reflect. Think of the countless millions of human beings who have been utterly ruined soul and body forever by intemperance ; think of the immeasurable mass of wretchedness and crime arising therefrom. Think of your present condition and your eternal future ; and remcm- b^M' also that evert/ man, even in his greatest strength is but a fallable creature ; and finally my dear readers I ask of you to consider seriously tao life, career and death of poor unfortunate Frederick Charlston. Finis. [The foregoing story is the first of a series entitled — "Tales for Canadian Homes;" the others will appear in serial form in the columns of the Canadimi Garland, a Weekly Newspaper, which the author intends to establish shortly, in the Village of Durham, Ormstown, County of Chateauguay, P. Q, ANDREW L. SPEDON, St. Jean Chrysostom, Chateauguay Co., P. Q. BY TITK SAME AUTIIOU. LIFE'ei STRTiaaLE. Our life is but a struggle here, 'Mid good and ill, 'twixt hope and fear, Thro' dang'rous channels oft we steer, With reckless force ; But self-made ills make life's career A rou2[her course. The world is but a human hive ; To keep the varied swarm alive, Its working bees must toil and strive, While others feast. The lazy drones apjiear to thrive, Yet work the least. The world appears a battle-field, The stronger rule, the weaker yield, The srolden nerves too often wield The power which leads. While justice' scales are oft conceal'd By selfish deeds. i ' ! 1 i, t ^ ? ■ ! i ' ! ^ ! 1 i f 1 i ■ii i 1. 11 !i 104 THE POETIC WllEATlI. Yet still we strive midst hoi>os and Ibais, With pleasure's smiles and sorrow's tears, And tlio' our bustling life appears A transient breath, It seems possess'd of endless years 'Twixt us and death. The poor man toils for daily bread ; By him the rich are clothed and fed, Yet life 's to them a greater dread, Or idle pest, Their downy couch too ofv. a bed Of sleei)less rest. How many a life 's an idle waste. Its destined glory seems disgraced, Its vile possessor has defaced The man divine. That not a sin i! « I m li ^ j'l I . 108 TITR POET I CI WREATH. Tlie (losort-[iol(ls, tho' bleak and bare, Socm lovely tliroiig'h tho sun-lit air; The very shades are glowing* l)rii]^ht Beneath the golden mellow light. Ttejoicing in their freedom still, On cultured field and pastur'd hill, The cattle crops the fading grass, And bless the moments as they pass. The ploughman and his trusty team More happy and contented seem, From gohlen rays tho furrow'd field A golden harvest yet may yield. From bough to bough in yonder wood The squirrel frisks in happy mood. While searching round in hopes to find That some few nuts are left behind. The summer-birds that yearly fly To yonder Southern sunny sky, Are hovering round on lingering wing. And fcHicy 'tis returning Spring. While these sweet hours are gliding by, How calmly smiles the solemn sky. With golden hues of radiance bright. As if it were the cream of light. It seems as if an ano-el's win2i' Had wafted back the breath of Spring, To animate the ling'ring breath Of Autumn on the bed of death, TlIK POETIC WKKATH. Or from the rays of licavonly dews Iltid gilt the earth in rainbow hues, And o'er the sky so gently Jliing The air that once o'er lulen hunu'. Tis l)ut the calm l^efore the storm ; The ihvAi of earth's consumptive form ; The hoj^efid smile, the fever'd breath, Before the stern approach of death. 101) THE SHADOW OF THE HOUSEHOLD. There is a sympathy in love We bear for those who mourn, Whose shadows of departed joys With every thought return. 'Tis hard to stem the stream of Q-rief That Hoods the parents' heart When death unvails embosom'd hopes, And throws its fatal dart. The nursling of a mother's love. That nestles on her breast. Is but a life, celestial gift. By Grod's own seal impress'd. And when its prattling lips rejoice In innocent delight The parents' love and cherish'd hope, With tenfold jiower unite w '■ it ! I 110 THE POETIC WIIEATII. Anticipated prospects rise From hope's eiicliaiited dreams, Converting life's pros2:)ectivc skies From sliade to sunny beams, But oft, alas, those fancied hopes Are in the bud destroy' d ; The cherished gift is pluckt away And leaves a lonely void. Its lovely form returns to earth. Its spirit soars to bliss ; Tho' destin'd to a happy world It oft may visit this. Perchance around the household hearth When prayer's sweet incense rise, It may return as messenger To waft it to the skies. 'Tis sweet to cherish such a thought. Even tho' it were untrue, That spirit-friends are hovering round Tho' absent from our view. But, oh ! such dreains however sweet, A solace to impart. Can never fdl the vacent seat, Nor yet the parents' heart. The silent toys, the empty clothes, Those vestiges of death ; Are full of mournful memories, Which spring from every breath. THE POKTKl WKEATII. Ill Tlio active form the smiling' liico, 111 every thought ai)pear ; The prattling voice so cheering once Still lingers in the car. The lilt lire casts a shadow now, And liopes give ph-ce to griei', And all those things so pleasing once Can uive no real relief. 'Tis only from a heavenly source That happiness can (low ; There only can the heart procure A bahn for every woe. Then ye who monrn your absent ones, Those gifts by nature given, Itemember tho' 'tis loss to you, 'Tis gain to Christ in Heaven, But still the wounded bosom bleeds, And cankers with its grief, For things haA'e not their former charms To lend the soul relief. There is no solid base on earth, On which our hopes are sure ; The Ilock of Heaven alone can make Our faith and hope secure. This life is full of varied ills, With x)ain in every breath ; And everything, however pure, Contains the germs of death. ■.:, 112 TIIK roETK! WllKATH. How Iboble is thai viLil thread, Which liolds us to the earth ; It may be siiapt at hoary a^-(\ Or at the iulaiiis' birth. AYc see it break in every oliine, At every ago ard hour, And still Ave live as if its strength, Could match our Maker's power. The curse of sin like Cain's mark Is stampt on every brow ; And to the idols of the earth AYe in submission bow. Earth's things may seem as tangible To life's short-sighted eyes, But from the magic touch of death The cherish'd vision Hies. The soul itself, like Noah's dove. But flutters out its stength Around the earth, its safety ark. Then flies away at length. Perchance it may, while hovering here, Some olive-leaf procure, An emblem of a si)irit- world, "Whose solid base is sure. THE END. SIGN BOOK CARD AND LEAVE AT CHARGING DESK (F BOOK 13 TO BE USED OUT OF THE LIBRARY BUILDING