Southport telegraph. [volume] (Southport, W.T. [i.e. Kenosha, Wis.]) 1840-1850, 1841-06-08

rles OF lie! preach to others, II is in vain that
repeat the lesson to myself
Thy bread shall be certain, and thy water shall be
sure, repeated the wife,
SAY, literally bread and water!' said the husband
with some bitterness.
AS much need, and more than we deserve
resumed The wife. ATTEND to my sermon, sir
'Ay, dearest These are bitter sermons; my own
preachings to others brought home to myself is in
vain that repeat, if these prvations fell only my
SELF that could cheerfnly submit; but this morning
nay do not deny it, dearest-I you push hack
the untasted morsel, and am weak and impotent to
help. am shut out from the common laborers daily
hire, and see you, daily, wanting even bread !!
'NOt absolutely replied the wife, And now tell
me, would you chose to see our chetubs mixing with
disease in the midst of luxury thus well and health
w. with hearty appetites for This same homey breadr
Even as it is replied the husband 'even as il is,
with thankfulncss.
Then smile again, said the wife, lest worse thing
come ,iIon he. What do you dare TO look
full in the midst of happy faces Joeeve me that sml-
ling lips better than rubes and joyous eyes more
lustrous than diamonds. and you you look sad,
with the blessed sun thus shining full upon you this
glorious morning? o fe, fie upon you Let the sun
ling and ~apng with joy; and the trees in their new
holiday green and the birds chirruping from the house
tops every thing is full of hope yet you sad. Take
the sunshine happy omen prophesy from it that
the clouds passing away, and that prosperity shall
come to us loaded like castled elephant with laos of
rupees and sacks Of gold-dust.
Look at your type, dearest said The husband with
a mournful smile.
Black clouds gathering over the scene, and one
of our sudden April showers began to patter down.
'Be it my type, replied the wife, be it my type
Unbeiever, look!'
Even while she spoke. the sun, gathering up a thou
sand rays of beamng light, painted with them that
glorious bow in the heavens which hath ever been n
covenant Of PROMISE
The husband took the little hand of his wife within
his own. you the better preacher, he said, and
what is more, the better praciicer. You know that
or these last three months have gone da y forth TO
seek orr daily bread have offered myselfa literary
laborer as q hirclmg SCRIBE any thing ana every
that might not utterly disgrace my sacred functions and
you know that as often as l have gone with hope, |
have returned with disappointment Nevertheless, at
thy word, will go forth once more
'Ifthere were fate said Helen you know that
Quoon Elizabeth thought that perseverance might
orco Fate change her mind; but there is something
better than fate-there is Providence
The Reverend Benjamin Blythe once more donned
his black rusty coat, and once brushed his bpa-
verless hat, and drew his well mended
gloves and once more sailed forth in search of the
| aborers hire.
My dear reader, if you happen ever 10 have had a
wife, and half dozen children who happened to have
good appetites whilst you happened to have purse
quite unpouted with filthy lucrc, and nothing in your
possession capable of being transmitted either into
bread gold, you may be just able to guess al the
very comfortable tone of mind in which poor hero
sailed forth upon his iorlornhope expedition. What
amockcry to the poor man is the luxury of the rich !
The rolling equipago, the extravngant attire tho PAM
pered menals the luxurious dwellings, the shops all
arranged to tempt sendulgence, glittcring rinkets
costly liquors. and thousand shapes of anciul
ectons made TO the eye well the appetite
I'LL these many snarcs to eRvy for the hungry
Sorcy tried that pril morning was the Reverend
Benjamin Blythe. tsecmed TO him if every body
whom he applied, everybody TO whom he spoke, had
got malady, an Justification of he heart; malady
that effects the voice the gestures the MEN, of every
creatureu under the infection. The Reverend Benjamin
Blythe p,ed every body that he saw, but most of all
he ptied himself.
In fact, tie Reverend Benjamin Blythe began to
think that some curious fatality Of disease prevailed
over every creature with whom he spoke, were
afflicted with blindness, some with Deafness some with
dumbness some with loss of memory, for even his
former friends did not see him when he went up TO
them, did not hear him when he spoke TO them did
not answer when they heard him, did not remember
when they saw him; and 50, with the unhcaped
measure OF fifty several and separate dsappoinmenis
in his heart, with mind out by anxiety, and
body sinking with i,tigue and want of sustenance,
our poor hero turned his steps homowards.
All, homct-word that should thrill the heart and
it did thrill the heart of unfortunate hero, when
he thought ofturning his steps hhervard, and car
rying the great burden Of his disappointment that
load seemed more than he could carry there; so he
made dead stop in the middle of the street, and de-
sDair AT that moment seemed 10 have bound up his
Faculties.
Just at This uncture the large folding doors of
lofty gloomy looking mansion opened and a young
man, who seemed to move like harlequin, came
dying down q flight Of about dozen steps, which
hasty mode of perambulation brought him quicker
than thought into juxtaposition with the Reverend
Benjamin Blythe Now it seems that the first inn
pulse of locomotion would have impelled the harle
quinade TO have eaped over him in the abundance
OF his bodily agility, but, just this feat seemed TO
be on the point Of accomplishment, the actor stopt
short, and with Sigh, dancing step drew NJ, ex-
ola ming, 'Ah. is that YOU What IN the name Of
fun. ara you looking so miserable about!
The reverend gentleman tried TO smile. might
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