The Evansville journal. (Evansville, Ind.) 1834-184?, 1846-06-11

THE MlsER's AroNEMENr--In, The lowe
room OF one of the dwellings in the streets
woman dweIlIn IN the street, woman
scarcely turned thirSt-she would have beef
young at that age, and drew nearer the win
dow, that she might the better note what
change had taken place in its features since
she placed it asleep in the bed at an earIie.
hour OF the morning. sit will die, George, >
she said, speaking softly and mournfnIIy to
her husband, who was trying to warm HIM
self atlthe scauiy fire in The great. sIt had al.
tered greatly. can't weep for, it George.
God is veiy good to take it to himself 1t
will know no want-no suffering with him.
But she did weep -blterly-as only a moth
er who held dying infant in her arms can
weep. The man approached her, and
bent over the baby also. But he neither
spoke nor wept "Did yon say that she was
really burned to death. George?" said his
wife presently; "and her father dead-so
awfulIy sudden? Well, well. God sends
his judgments, Mary" replied the man mild
" the man.; have consured bad, presump-
luous people-religious folks, as they STYLE
themselves, for using that expression. Dead
they both are! heard of the fire last night.
and WENT TO see The ruins before you were up
this morning. AS for the poor girl, he had
married her yesterday to man of his own.
choosng-not of hers; and, from all gathered
OF the match, believe she would ra Their
have gone 10 the grave than TO the altar with
him yesterday. "And he is dend ,oo?" "Yes
the roof feel in upon him, as he was trying
to save the wife he had purchased. We'll
Il wish il hadn't happened, and that the
old man had lived TO repent; but God knows
best, and will deal more mercifully with him
than he dealt with ourselves and others.
Hist there's knocking - The man went TO
the door and opened il. He reeled back
stunned with surprise, but advanced in
an instant, and raised his arms to drive
away his visitors. "Spencer, hear me-
pleaded the old man, 'don't be violent-don't
you have right to be know-but hear
me-" The man within the room-the father
OF the OF the dying baby-ut,ered frightful
oath, and seized the door to shut il in the
speakers face. "You had best hear him.
said our friend, the youth; 'yon had, indeed;'
and, looking narrowly at the INNS threaten
ing counlenance, he recognised with emotion
The indiAi lnal he had accnslel at The see e
of the conhagration in the morning. The
wife, still holding the sick infant, approached
her husband, and entre1ted him to give way.
Her words prevailed, and he fell back, sui
IenIy enough through, from The threshold
The old man and the youth entered. 81
am 4 changed MN, Spencer-l am indeed
said the usurer. 81 never should have chan
ged though. but for last night. Desperate
diseases require desperate remedies, they
say, and mine has been desperate enough
God knows" lie paused while, struggling
with his feelings, and continued--''l am
come to ask your forgiveness for all that his
pissed between us, aud to mike reparalons
for the ruin have wrought. Don't be harsh
with me. Don'i repuise me, as | repuIsed
you, many's The wicked time. hive money
as you know; you shall yet be a rich man,
Spencer, though Only in your just position,
we're you 10 hold up your head with the veal
hiesl and pruudes." ''Monoy?n sneeted
the man he addressed ;"yes, that is your
penance for all evils--i know it. But will
money bring back the child that lies roiling
in his grave, and who died of no disease, but
that of want AMI cold? You know that
came 10 you and begged for a trhe of money
to get him what was necessary 10 save his life,
and you refused me, and drove me from your
door. Will money!" continued the man,
savagely, taking the infant from lis mothers
arms, ''spare me this child either? No; not
if you empled the bank Of Englond al my
feet. Your Iepara;ion comes too late.''
The usurer wrung his hands. "Don't be
hard with me, Spencer" he cried; "for the
love of God show that mercy TO me which
denied 10 YOU We NAV save that child
yet. If money can command science enough
to save him, he shalt live to comfort of both
for many Iong'year. For the child that's
gone - He sank back into the youths
arms, murmuring through his tears--For-
: give me, Spencer, forgive me-" GAS | hope
to be forgiven, do" replied the man. In
less than ten minutes after this scene, the
, Insurer and his young companion were again
seated in the cab, and the driver was urging
his horses towards the Fleet prison.
"'The man am going to release has been
confined seventeen years, said the IL sureI
! Don't look at me so. am human now
whatever mighl'have been. He borrowed
money of me. thought his security good
but it turned out otherwise. The man wa.
: honest, believe, ana would nave pald me
: if he could; but there was nevera chance o
that put him in the Fleet. seventeeI
: years ago this winter 'Bni he has neve
e been at large in all this timer cried th'
: youth, amazed and horror-sricken Never
$ He had no friends to do anything for him
y He lived on the poor side of the pr son, a
], it is called, and must have been more tha
e halfstarved, during the whole time he ha
!; been there abutpleas God he shall sbe rio
/ man vet, lHere we are, shouted the drive