Bloomington herald. [volume] (Bloomington, I. T. [Iowa]) 1840-1849, 1845-02-21
TIE RICH .MERCH.a.N.T
BIT MRS. JANE WEAVER.

BIT MRS. JANE WEAVER.
II was night, and the streets were nearly
deserted and more especially as it was snow
ing fast. A single traveller, however. might
have been seen, wrapped in thick overcoat,
urging his way against the tempest, by the
light Of the dim lamps. Suddenly as he pas.
sed a ruinous tenement, the figure Of girl
started up before him.
Please, sir said she, if it's only penny
mother Is sick and we have eat nothing TO-
day. So
The first impulse of the moment was 20 60
on; the second to stop. He looked at the girl.
Her face was thin and pale, and her garments
scaniy. He was man of good impulses, SO
he put his hand towards his pocket, intending
to give her shilling. She saw the act, aud
her lusterless eye frightened. But the travel.
Ter forgot that his oyercoat buttoned tightly
over his pocket.
Il is too much trouble,' he said to himself,
and this wind is very cutting. Besides these
beggars are usually chea,s-l'l warrant this
girl wants the money to spend in some gin
shop And speaking aloud somewhat harsh
ly, he said. Il have pothing for you; if you
are really destitute, the guardians of the poor
will take care Of YOU
The girl shrunk back without word, and
drew her tattered garments around her SILVER
ing form. But q Tear glistened on her cheek
in the light OF the dim lamp.
The man passed on and turning the next
coraer soon knocked a: the door OF splendid
mansion through whose richly curtalned WIN
ows rosy light streamed across the STORM
A Drvant obsequiously gave him entrance
AT the sound of his footsteps the parlor door
was opened and beautiful girl, apparently a.
/ ipto cd
him on the cheek, and then began TO assist
him in removing his overcoat.
sWhat kept You so long, dear papa?' she
said, If | had known where you were would
have sent the carriage. You never stay SO
late at the Office
mo nv love, | was at my lawyers, busy
very busy, and all for YOU and he kindly pat
ted her cheek. But now, Maggy, can't you
give me some support
This daughter rang the bell aud ordered the
supper to be served. II was such one as an
epicure would deigh, in, just the supper Tor
traveller on night like that.
Pa said the daughter, when it was finish
ed, L hope you are in good humor, Tor
| have favor 10 ask of you, and she threw bel
| arms around his neck, and looked up IN his
| face with tina, winning simple and those beau
tiful dark eyes Of hers, wish to give bal
on my brit, day my eighteenth rth.day. l
will cost, oh sight of money, but you art
a kind, good papa, and know sou have beer
| successful or YOU would not have been atyou
| lawyers.
Yes, my darlng,' he said, fondly kissing
| her, the cotton speculation has turned gu
! well. sold all | had of the article this after
/ noon, received the money and took 1t TO my
/ lawyers telling him to invest it in real estate
think | shall give up the buiness.
sOh! do, do, papa. But you will give mi
this ball, won! you!'
You little tease said the father, but h
spoke smilingy and putting his hand IN hli
pocket-book he took out note OF tive hundred
dollars and placing it in his chllds hand--
Take ths-if it is not enouh you must hav
another, suppose. But don't trouble me a
bout ii any MORE
/ The next morning broke clear, but the snow
was a foot deep aud here and there lay )
huge drifts, blocking up the door-ways. A
ten o'clock the rich merchant was on his way
to his counting room. He turned down IN
! same stree, up which he had come the pre-
cedino evening. A crowd had gatherere
/ round the open cellar door of a ruined tene
men,. The merchant paused to inquire VIVA
was the matter.
a woman, sir, has been found dead below
there said one Of the spectators; she stars
ed TO DEATH it is said, and they have sent TO
the coroner. Her daughter has just come oac
after being oot all night. ] believe she wa
berqing That's her meaning
sAh! j. said the merchant and pang wer
through his heart like an ice.bolt, tor q
remembered having denied petitioner to
nigh, before. He pushed through the crowe
and descended the cellar steps. A girl Gro"
cred over an emaciated corpse, that lay on
bean Of straw in one corner of the damp apar
ment. I. was the same girl he had feare
it would prove. The merchant was ho'to'
NV poor child!' he cried. laying his han
en- her shoulder, 'yon must be cared iorIuo
forgive me for denying you last night. Hef'
Jake this and he put bill into her hand:
The girl looked up and gazed vacantly
him. Then she put back the proife!red none;
1T will do no good now,' she said, 'motl
or is dead,' and she burst into hysteFic tears
The merchant, at that momeH' Wouio nav
. given half his fortune to have recaileo uef
life.
The lesson thus learned he never forgot
The merchant personally saw that hece
burial was provided for the mother, ana al'e
wards took the daughter into his house, 60
Gated her for a high station in llie' ano' on u
marriage, presented her with proper uoM,
. He lived to hear her children lisp their graz
tude.
; Cnon statement which has recent
been oeuerally republisbed, that Mr.. Clay
nos,a1a account, during the last year, amour
/ ed probably 10 ten thousand dollars. Some
: the whip papers are urging upon Congress Il
propriety and business Of passing an &C, gran
mo hin, the Thanking privilege for life.. III
Constitution" published at Washington G
ty, spells this harmless Roosback, by Stain
: that upon application to the proper source +
] information j, finds that the aOhole amount