The Iowa patriot. [volume] (Burlington [Iowa]) 1839-1839, 1839-08-15
Wis to the farm not worth a Earth.

ing.
It may be proper to observe that
copn,terfeiting soldiers patents was a
regular business in some of the east.
ern cities, and hundreds have been du-
ped.
1t is not for myself, said the old
man, that | grieve at this misfortune.
am advanced in life and it matters
not how or where pass the few re-
naming days of my existence. have
a home beyond the skies where your
mother has gone before me, and where
!; \ would have long since joined her,
had not lived to protect her child,
my own and affectionate Lucy. The
weeping girl flung her arms around
the neck of her father, and poured her
tears upon his bosom. We can be
happy still said she for am young
and can easily support us both.
a new scene followed in which an
other individual was principal actor.
| shall leave the reader to form his
own opinion Of it, and barely remark
that at the close, the old man took
the hand of Lucy and young Wilson
and joined them, said, my children
cheertully consent to your nnion.-
Though poor, with a good conscience
you can be happy. I know Charles
that you will be kind to my daughter,
Tor few nights ago, when you
thought no human ear could hear YOU.
| heard you fervently impIore the
blessings of heaven upon my gray
hairs, and that God would reward nv
child for all her kindness to YOU. TAX
ing down his family bible, the vener-
able old man added, lit is season of
af1iIction, but we are not forsaken;
let us look for support to him who has
promised TO sustain u.s. He opened
the book and read, although the ig
tree shall not blossom, neither shall
fruit be inthe vines; the labor of the OIL
I've shall fail and the fields shall Weld
no meat; the flocks shall be cut off
from the fold and there shall be no
herd in the stall; yet will rejoice in
the Lord; will rejoice in the God of
my salvation
Charles and Lucy knelt beside the
venerable old man, and while he pray
ed they wept tears Of grateful emo
ton.
1t was sleepless, but not unhappy
night to the three inhabitants of the
neat and cheerful dwelling they were
about to leave and go they knew not
where. 1t was then that young Will
son learnt the real value of money!
BY means of it he could give shelter
to those who had kindly received him
when every door was shut upon him.
All night long he thought Of the
forged patent. There were a few
words dropped by Mr.. Davis which
he could not dismiss from his mind;
that Crosby had written to the real
owner of the land and had obtained a
promise Of the deed.
1t is now time for the reader to be-
come more fully acquainted with the
history Of the young stranger.
His father, Charles Wilson, was a
merchant of Boston, who had acuuir
ed an immense fortune. At the close
OF the late war, when the soldiers re-
ceived from the government their
bounty Of l6O acres of land, many Of
them offered their patents to Mr. Will
son for sale. Finding that they were
resolved to sell them, he concluded to
save them from sacrificing their hard
earnings, and purchased at a fair price
all that were offered. In three wears
no small portion Of the Military Tract
came INTO his possession.
On the day Charles became of age
ne gave him deed Of the principal
part of his land in Illinois, and insist
ed that he should go out and see it,
and if he liked the country settle
there. Wishing him to become iden-
tilted with the people, he RECON-
mended his son on Ills arrival in the
State to lay aside his broadcloth and
dress like a backwoodsnan.
On the morning of his sons depar-
ture Mr.. Wilson received letter
from a man in Illinois, who had fire.
quentIy written. He wished to pur-
chase a certain quarter section at
Government price, which Mr.. Wilson
promised he should have on those
terms, provided he forwarded certi-
fcate from the Judge of the Circuit
Court that the land was worth no
more. The letter just received. en-
closed the cirtifcate in question -
Mr.. Wilson had given this tract to.
Charles, and putting the letter and
certificate into his hand enioined up
on him to deed it as promised on his
arrival in Illinois.
The remarks of Mr.. Davis forcibly
reminded young Wilson Of this inci-
dent, and on the next morning after
he became acquainted with the design
If Grochv with y +rnynhEn,r hand nv