n in other things, and feel
the importance of keeping a contract. If you have induced her into a
conjugal partnership under certain pledges of kindness and valuable
attention, and then have failed to fulfill your word, you deserve to
have a suit brought against you for getting goods under false
pretences, and then you ought to be mulcted in a large amount of
damages. Review now all the fine, beautiful, complimentary, gracious
and glorious things you promised her before marriage and reflect
whether you have kept your faith. Do you say, "Oh, that was all
sentimentalism, and romance, and a joke," and that "they all talk that
way!" Well, let that plan be tried on yourself! Suppose I am
interested in Western lands, and I fill your mind with roseate
speculation, and I tell you that a city is already laid out on the
farm that I propose to sell you, and that a new railroad will run
close by, and have a depot for easy transportation of the crops, and
that eight or ten capitalists are going to put up fine residences
close by, and that the climate is delicious, and that the ground, high
up, gives no room for malaria, and that every dollar planted will grow
up into a bush bearing ten or twenty dollars, and my speech glows with
enthusiasm until you rush off with me to an attorney to have the deed
drawn, and the money paid down, and the bargain completed. You can
hardly sleep nights because of the El Dorado, the Elysium, upon which
you are soon to enter.

A WESTERN EDEN.

You give up your home at the East, you bid good-bye to your old
neighbors, and take the train, and after many days' journey you arrive
at a quiet depot, from which you take a wagon thirty miles through the
wilderness, and reach your new place. You see a man seated on a wet
log, in a swamp, and shaking with the fifteenth attack of chills and
fever, and ask him who he is. He says: "I am a real estate agent,
having in charge the property around here." You ask him where the new
depot is. He tells you that it has not yet been built, but no doubt
will be if the company get their bill for the track through the next
legislature. You ask him where the new city is laid out. He says, with
chattering teeth: "If you will wait till this chill is off, I will
show it to you on the map I have in my pocket." You ask him where the
capitalists are going to build their fine houses, and he says:
"Somewhere along those lowlands out there by those woods, when the
water has been draine