Southport telegraph. [volume] (Southport, W.T. [i.e. Kenosha, Wis.]) 1840-1850, 1847-10-20
INTERESTING MISCELLANY.
THE CLERGYMAN AND THE AC.
TRESa.

Durlng Mrs. JORDAN snort stay at theS'
ter, where she had been performing; her
washerwomah, a widow with three small
children, was by merciless creditor, thrown
into prison. small debt, of about forty
shllllngs, had been increased in a short
time, by law expenses, to eight pounds
AS soon as Mrs Jordan had heard of the
| circumstances she sent for the attorney paid
him the demand, and observed, with as
much severity as her good natured coun-
tenancC could assume:
''You lawyers are certainly internal spir-
its, allowed on earth to make poor mortas
miserable"
The attorney, however, poc&eted the af-
'front.' and with low bow made his exit.
On the afternoon of the same day the
poor woman was liberated. AS Mrs. Jor-
dan was taking her usual walk with her
servant, the widow with her children fol-
lowed her, and just as she had taken shell
ter from a shower of ran,in a kind of porch
dropping on her knees and with much CRATE
full emotion exclaimed.
God forever bless you, Madame you
have saved me and my poor children from
ruin"
The children beholding their mothers
tears, added by their cries to the affecting
scene, which sensitive mind could not be-
hold but with strong feelings of sympathy.
The natural liveliness of Mrs. Jordans's
disposition was not easily dainpened by
sorrowtul scenes. However, although she
strOve TO hide it, the tear of feeling stole
down her cheek, and STOPPING to kiss the
children, she slipped a.pound note into the
mothers hand,and in her usual playful man
ner replied,
There, there; now it is all over. Go
good woman. God bless you! Don't say
another word"
| The grateful creature would have replied
but her hcnelactress insisted on her silence
and departure.
1t happened that another person had Ia
ken shelter, under the porch, and witness
ed the whole interesting scene, who as soon
as Mrs. Jordan observed him, came forward
and he, holding out his hand, exclaimed
with deep sigh,
LADY pardon the freedom of a stranger.
but would to God they were all like thee!''
The figure of the man bespoke his calling.
| His countenance was pale, and a suit of sa-
| BILE, rather the woIse for wear, covered his
! tall aud spare person. The penetrating
eve of Thaie's favorite votary soon devcl-
opcd his character and profession, and with
| her WOntCd good humOr retreatng a few
PAGES she replied,
mo, won't shake hands with YOU"
"Why!"
Because YOU are a Methodist preacher,
and when YOU know who am, you'll send
me to the deyiH'
1.-The Lord forbid! | am as you say, a
preacher of the Gospel Of Jesus Christ,who
tells lis to clolhG the naked and feed the
hungry, and relieve the distressed, and dc
YOU think can behold IA sister fulfilling the
commands of my great master without feel
ing that spiritual attachment which leads
me 10 break through woldly customs, and
offer YOU the hand of brotherly love!"
"Well, well, YOU are a good old soul
dare say; butt don't like fanatics, and
You'll not like me when tell you am {
player"
The preacher sighed.
Yes am player; and you must have
After short pause he again extended his
hand, and with complaisant countenancC
replied,
1.-The Lord bless thee, whoever thou art
His goodness is unlimited. lie has pour
ed on thee large portion of his spirit; ant
as to thy calling if thy soul upbraid thee
not, the Lord forbid that should. Thus
rcconcicd, and the rain having abatcd, they
left the porch together. The offer of his
arm was accepted, and the female Roscus
of comedy, and the disciple of John Yves.
! lev proceeded, arm in arm, to the door Of
Mrs. Jordan's dwelling. At parting, the
preacher shook hands with her saying,
Pare thee we'll sister. know not what
the principles of people of thy calling may
be. Thou art the first | ever conyersed
with; but if their benevolent practices equal
thine, hope and trust, at the great day the
Almighty God will say to each, "Ihy sins
are forgiren hee."- From the life of Mrs.
Jordan.