The Columbia Democrat. [volume] (Bloomsburg, Pa.) 1837-1850, 1845-07-05

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not repine, perhaps my suffering ia pun
ishmen. for my dsobedience to I'm
father. God knows have suffered enoug
Already
The night wore slowly away, and
Mrs. Morton and her daughter the mornin
brough, no onsolalion-unless hope 20
The future be called such And it is, for ,h,
miserable have no other medicine but hop
After all-no matter how great their mis-
fortunes, or wha, suherngs they endure
will feel thrill of pleasure as they lool
forw ard TO the future. Even The eye ths
has long been dimmed by sickness, will kin
die with renewed lnstre when they thinl
they may be restored to health and strength
IN the days to come. If we could bu
know the amount Of suffering Il wretched
ness that is yet concealed in the misty, un
known future,w should be deprived Of ont
OF The greatest blessings Of this lile-anc
that is the anticipation of better days. 'Ti
human nature and as such is right, for ,hos'
who only look upon .he dark side oe life, ar,
daily conjuring up fears, which are worse
than The reality. and unhappy presenlmen''
orlenlimes work out their own flulfmenl
Then lie, us all hope for tho best and bc
satisfied with such lol as is meled out lC
US by Him who rules the stormy sea, ant
guides Alright of our wandering barque.
Again Ellen prepared for her daily sisl
10 the post office; and it was their only
hope, and in that they had been dIsappoinl
ed SO often that il seemed 10 Ellen that dis
appointment was her lot.
She entered the Office with tremblin!
eps.-rhe clerks were all busily employ
ed in delivering letters, for the southern
mail had Just arrived. She wai,Ud III
nearly all had been served. then approach
ing ,he desk she asked the usual question
,Iexpec.ing 10 hear the same answer,ye. hop
ling for the best. The clerk looked owe
the lelieIs--
Morton did you say''
Yes SIR
'Here is one,' and he handed to her
large letter or packet. With joy she sez
ed it, and dropping from her hand a sngl
Twenty i've cent piece, was abou! 10 leav
the office.
Here said The clerk, ,'Ihis is no! enoug
the postage is half a dollar.
Half dollarl' exclaimed Ellen.
'Yes it is a double letter.
Ellen stood momen, in silence. The
slowly advancing to the desk she put II
letter into the clerks hands, took her MOI
ey and turned away.
Are you not going 10 take iIF asked II
" clerk.
; Il cannot she exclaimed, while in spi
" of all her efforts TO restrain her feeling, II
,ears started from her eyes. i cannon
have no more money! The las, wor,
', died upon her lips as she left The office.
That's TOO bad!' said the clerk 10 one
Ihis associates, as she went out.
What's too Sad!'
Il Why, this leuerl'
'Nhat OF ~
The girl! did you not see herr
NO
,II She was as handsome as picture al
she has been here very often for lett
and now i, has come she cannot have il.
- why nol!'
~ She can. pay the postage
We'll le, her wait till she can, then
Idl 1 have half mind 10 pay the pos,a
Sc myself
.o,l You had beter,I guess: may lie ST
n. pay YOU
.u| Il would if | knew where she live
:. or who she is. is to bad 10 char
Us Fifty cents for a letter. More than $
can earn in a week in these hard tin
But IFS none Of my business. II
It ! comes again though she shall have
OF letter ifI have TO pay for it myself
me- When Ellen returned home she fol
&c Mr.. Brown already there.
~ WAS there any lelterf' asked
mother, as soon as she entered
house.
was sThere was but-'
bu Where is III was il from New