Southport telegraph. [volume] (Southport, W.T. [i.e. Kenosha, Wis.]) 1840-1850, 1844-09-10

Duy III lot MN!
Mr. Sunderland was much affected by
this little incident. He little knows how
much he has lascerated this h cart. But
will purchase the piano for my child He
stepped up to Mr.. Clifford, and told him his
desire to purchase the piano for his daugh-
ter, and he hoped he would not bid against
him
Sir said the stranger, as much as
respect your feelings, and the sympathy of
This good company, | cannot, nay, will not
alter the determination made when | first
entered this house,
And pray, sir, what may that ber
10 purch Sc every thing in it, and by
heaven iii do it, though | pay double price
Strange muttered Mr.. Sunderland, as
he found his family in another part of the
room.
The stranger fulfilled his promise, and
actually bought every thing, from the house
itself, down to the very axe in the CELLAR
Alter the sale was over, and the company
had retired, Mr.. Clifford requested the auc-
tonccr TO walk with him into an adjoining
room. After the lapse of few moments,
they both returned TO the parlor, where the
fimily still remained. The auctioneer cast
look around the room, gave a knowing
smile, wished them all good day, and as
he left the room was heard to say, never
heard of such thing perfect romance,
Ia! hl! hap
You arc now observed Mr. Sunderland
to Mr.. Clifford, the owner of this house
and iurniure-they were once mine-let
that PISS
am sir, for the time being, your land.
lord
| understand you sir, but will not long
remain your tenant; was going to observe,
however, that there are two or three articles
watch | am anxious TO purchase that side
board for Instance is a family relic | will
give you the fifty dollars, the price you paid,
and feel assured, under the circumstances
you will not refuse me This favor
| cannot take it, SIR
Obduratc-ungratefll man.
Will you not let Pa buy my Piano, sir
humbly asked Helen, he will give you the
price at which it was Sold
1T is painful to me, young lady, to re-
fuse even this-l will sell nothing-no,
even the wood saw in the cellar
Then, Mr.. Clifford exclaimed Mr.. Sun
dcrland, ire have no further business here
come my delr-Ellen get your bonnet
that's your band-box-let us quit this house,
we are not even free from insult. Where
is MaryP
| am here, sir-the key of my trunk is
lost, and am fastening il with a rope
Stop, my girl; but methinks purchased
chat trunk? coolly observed the stranger.
'M. CT liord-l am not 50 old, but that
| can resent an nsult-nay, viii, ii you car
ny this arrogant, and, to me, strange con
duct much further that poor girl has been
10 me and nine the best, and may say the
oldest friend she has remained with us in
poverty, assisted us in our distresses, no
only with her purse, but her hands she i:
to Inc not a servant but one of my family
for there is-thank heaven-no such base
distinctions III poverty, that exists in state
of blasted wealth. Here, with nothing bu
what we have upon our backs-the master
and servant are equal. She is part of my
family, and | will protect her from insult
That trunk is hers, and who dare take il
from her? Not you, sr?'
Mr. Clifford at that moment cast his eyes
upon May, who at that moment arose from
the floor for a moment they gazed upon
each other III silence: And she, you say
has been to you friend
Indeed she has, kind and noble one.'
Mr.. Sunderland, stay one moment my
good girl, put down that trunk, take a seat
ban .
chair; Mr.. Sunderland, will you be seated
| have yet something more to say. When
you requested me to yield up the wish
had to purchase this sde-board, told you
that il was my determination to buy il, ano
| tell you now that will not sell it,
! This, Mr.. Clifford, needs no repetition.
Aye, but it does, and when that young
lady made the same request for her piano
my answer was the same. Stop, sir, hea
me out no man would act SO without ,
motive; no one, particularly stranger
would court the displeasure of crowdot
room, and bear up against the frowns o
many, without an object. Now | had al
oblecl-and that was-be seated sir-Mad
anne, your attention-the object was, to buy
this house and furniture, for the sole pur
pose of restoring them 20 you and yours
againn
Sir is not this a cruel jestF
| Is it possible exclaimed the mother ant
daughter.
Amusement took possession Of Mary
and her trunk fell 10 the floor with a crash
causing her small stock of clothing TO rol
out, which she eagerly gathered up anc
thrust back, without any regard TO the man
ner in which il was done.
The auctioncer,' continued Mr.. Clifford
has my instructions 10 have the matter ar
ragged by the morrow. In the mean tim.
you are at home, Mr.. Sunderland; you are
in your house-and !, the intruder
Intruder, sira Oh say not that will
not tell you what relief this knowledge
is 10 me, but am yet to know how | an
to repay you for all this--and what coulc
have induced you, a tota! stranger, thus
10 sep forward All thought strike:
me-gracious heaven! Can it be? look or
me, Mr.. Cliilord--nay, start not The
stranger actually recoiled from the lance
of Sunderland's eye. Look on me, sir,
has that girI-that innocent girt-who
stands trembling there, any interest IN TINS
l.