-- I pray you , gentlemen , let this fault be amended . Is it decent , think you , to get tipsy with zeal for temperance and take up the honorable cause of the town-pump in the style of a toper fighting for his brandy-bottle ? Or can the excellent qualities of cold water be no otherwise exemplified than by plunging slapdash into hot water and woefully scalding yourselves and other people ? Trust me , they may . In the moral warfare which you are to wage -- and , indeed , in the whole conduct of your lives -- you can not choose a better example than myself , who have never permitted the dust and sultry atmosphere , the turbulence and manifold disquietudes , of the world around me to reach that deep , calm well of purity which may be called my soul . And whenever I pour out that soul , it is to cool earth 's fever or cleanse its stains . One o'clock ! Nay , then , if the dinner-bell begins to speak , I may as well hold my peace . Here comes a pretty young girl of my acquaintance with a large stone pitcher for me to fill . May she draw a husband while drawing her water , as Rachel did of old ! -- Hold out your vessel , my dear ! There it is , full to the brim ; so now run home , peeping at your sweet image in the pitcher as you go , and forget not in a glass of my own liquor to drink `` SUCCESS TO THE TOWN-PUMP . '' THE GREAT CARBUNCLE . -LSB- 1 -RSB- A MYSTERY OF THE WHITE MOUNTAINS . At nightfall once in the olden time , on the rugged side of one of the Crystal Hills , a party of adventurers were refreshing themselves after a toilsome and fruitless quest for the Great Carbuncle . They had come thither , not as friends nor partners in the enterprise , but each , save one youthful pair , impelled by his own selfish and solitary longing for this wondrous gem . Their feeling of brotherhood , however , was strong enough to induce them to contribute a mutual aid in building a rude hut of branches and kindling a great fire of shattered pines that had drifted down the headlong current of the Amonoosuck , on the lower bank of which they were to pass the night . There was but one of their number , perhaps , who had become so estranged from natural sympathies by the absorbing spell of the pursuit as to acknowledge no satisfaction at the sight of human faces in the remote and solitary region whither they had ascended . A vast extent of wilderness lay between them and the nearest settlement , while scant a mile above their heads was that bleak verge where the hills throw off their shaggy mantle of forest-trees and either robe themselves in clouds or tower naked into the sky . The roar of the Amonoosuck would have been too awful for endurance if only a solitary man had listened while the mountain-stream talked with the wind .
-LSB- Footnote 1 : The Indian tradition on which this somewhat extravagant tale is founded is both too wild and too beautiful XXXXX be adequately wrought up in prose .
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