Wheeling times and advertiser. [volume] (Wheeling, Va. [W. Va.]) 1839-1849, 1841-11-23

Poor Phillippi will never get over IT, said the
turnkey in the corridor. speaking 20 one to |
whom he va. showing thu way, But nis Ais own |
iaulr he would not remain in the in6rmsry. The |
fact IT, Monsieur ls Cure. ever since he exhibited |
,ipon the Luls siaCe about n mouth ago--curse this |
lock. IL would Spain the wrist Of the devil him
~eli--
Peace. my ffiend.' replied small voice. do not
swear-t is an offence against God
The door oi the prison At length opened, and |
the turnkey ushered in a venerable priest, the |
hapliin OF the prison.
Halo old one. cried the TAILOR take heart. |
man. here Is n visitor. Here is Monsieur lie Cure
come 10 YOU
The meniicant made reply.
MY friend said the minister Of the gospel. 4 an
one Of your brethren IN Christ, aad | bring you
words ct peace and consolation. Hear me, ia the
name Of our Lord Jesus. who died on the crOss 10
atone for sins.-He suffered than you; and
il depends upon yourself To be one day happy. and
10 dwell with Him in eternal life
Sill The prise ersPoke noe.
lie sleeps. SAID the kind.hesTted turnkey. 'If|
Jour reverence will but wait a moment. I will
awake him And he shook the mendicanI. hut ia
vain--ihe latter stirred not. Ola oh" said the Jai-
lor. leaning over him. but IL all over with him;
he has slipped his Wind-Ihe pJor fellows dead
rs a dopr post
And. in fact. The unfortunate Phillip had Ger.
ed 10 live n few moments aiieT he had been reno
vel. mat very IN nlnE. NJ own REQUEST rom
the infrmary in his old cell
is the poor man really deadr inquired the
! priest
Dad rs the pirkled herring. Your reverence
! And without c,,nfesson,--unhnppy man.
! And the go,d priest kneli dawn upDu the cold
fiat stones. aud prayed with f-rvor for the soul Of
the dece lsed menIicJni.
! Next day the wealthy owner Of the mansion
reclining IA an easy chair. his tortured limbs wri-
thing IN g,ny ON the cushions of down By which
they were Supported. Ills physician IN Attendance
was seated him.
4 End myself worse today. doctor. I avn weak T
than haze been. and feel s-mcIhing that I can
not well define.
1 Al your age. my dear sir. and in your state al
health The physician replied. you must seek
amusement for your mini. have always Told you
that solitude Is bnnefat h yOi. You should send
Cor some members Of our own f,mily, or get some
devoted friend TO coFue and live with You.
Family, devoted frieno! Why, you well know
dociur that 6ollaierais are mere heirs yon ia
, their way whilst you live; they only wait 10 prey
, upol your sJil aiier your deaIh.'
Bat had you never any childrenl the doctor ask
. ed.
Never replied his patient after some hcsa-
ton. Aud have TAO relations.
Here the. unhappy old mIn sighel. his hrpws
became cloudeJ. aud he seemed to wriihe M mCu'al
agony. Suddenly. by apparent elE'ri. changing
the conversation, aud assuming ioLe OluncOn'
, Germ
Well doctor. he said. and this scoundrCl Of u
mendcan. xhI. you mIy he assured. wanted To-
murder. and afterwards rob M. died yesIer: ny in
the prison hospital
4 No. not in the hospital replied the physician.
I did all could 10 induce him To remain ia the
+ infrnary; buI he refused. aud s'licited as
Clv"r. To be taken back to the cell he occupied
{beiorc his trial
7 You see. then doctor. what villain he was
To commit in this house. Dad he make any avJwall
4 Is any thing known oil his iamilyf
Nothing except that he an illegiiimaie child
and WIS found, sh Jrily after has birth, under the
perisyle ofSt. Louis church.
Isl. Louis clIurchg
, YES: aud he was taken 10 the FoIndling lipspi
tIl IN Tho Rue de Ple-sisF
| 'Yes: he told me the whole story the day before
yesterday. and my eniug visit To- The PRISON IA
Urinary. lie had carefully preserved an old card
upon which were traced sun" strange characters,
aud an engraved stone belonging To a seal. lie
requested me To lake charge Of them. believe
. they are slill n M pockeI hook. Yes here tie,
are. This stone must have belonged To a valuable
trinkeI; lie probably sold the setting. Here Is the
card
'T'le old invalid. whose increasing agiiaiion hlr
not been observed toy the doctor. threw rapid
glance over these uhJects-Ihen. win a shrek O
, horror, sunk back upon his char.
. Great Cod ne exclaimed. The meudicanl wa
my son"
+, a lew minutes arcr. this unnaiur,l parent had
! ceased 10 breathe.