Anti-slavery bugle. [volume] (New-Lisbon, Ohio) 1845-1861, 1847-02-12

had a holy and beautiful influence upon their
character. When her brother left his sports
and came in and read to her, she thought on
" of the sacrifice he made for her. Activity
seemed to be the great charm of human exist
ence. How beautiful TO her was the free
motion OF the living forms around her. "Oh!
that | could work from morning ,ill right! J"
she would say within herself. "There can
be no WEAKNESS like that of one doomed to
sit still day after day and a be burthen upon
others. Marguerite was wrong. She did not
Judge others by herself. Was she not capa-
BILE OF disinteresled devotion to one she low
ed! Would not her kind heart be made glad
TO minister To the sick and suift ring Surely
then, it would have been better, since her
helplessness made her dependent upon others,
to ave cultivated a cheerful spirit. "She is
paiient always" her mother would say
.'but so sad, so fearful of making trouble she
will not ask for what she really needs. Oh!
if she could but understand with what delight
! 90 all | can to make her comforiable-if !
could but see her happy, poor thing!" But
even Marguerite looks sunny now. What
can have happened Caroline looks at her
mother. Mrs. Guilford smiles; both are con-
WINGED that some good fortune has befallen
the family. Caroline longs TO ask, but her
curiosity is gratitied. ave are all very. very
happy, Mrs. Guilford." said Mrs. Miller.
''and you must forgive me if / tell you at
once. You have often shared my troubles,
and you can tell. my dear, kind friend, that
the ~sevPrest never made such a child of me-"
Mrs. Miller shed tears. at is something so
Unexpected" she continued-'I really feel
ashamed to cry before you, hut you will ex-
cuse il | know. | have become, as il were,
used to trouble, but good fortune hasn't perch
ed at my door this many a day. But mustn't
90 on prating this way-you must knoa then,
that Georgy found a pocket book t'other day
belonging to our nice neighbor Morrison, and
carried il TO him at once. He did not speak
of it when he came home, until some time
after, when his sister, who was reading the
paper, happened 10 come across an advertise
mPnt OF some Doctor who cured spine COM
plants. and read it aloud"
ssO!'' said she, show | wish | could 90 to
him and he cured, but it costs too much mo-
ney." Then George spoke up and said
there was double the money it would cost 10
cure her, in Mr.. Morrison's pocket book. |
wondered how he knew how much money
there was in Mr.. Morrison's pocket-book, and
he told the whole story, ''and mother" said
he, 81 never thought till now how much more
we need the money than Mr.. Morrison does
| asked him what Mr.. Morrison said when
he gave him back the purse, and he said he
thanked him and called him an honest lad.
Thinks ] to myself, he might have been more
generous, but | wouldn't have said so for the
world and ! feel proud Of my boy that he
didn't seem TO expect any pay. While we
were sitting and talking about it, who should
drop up in his carriage but Mr.. Morrison him
sell-he came in and began talking TO us as
if he had known US always, though he was
never here before. He asked all about us,
and his manner was so frank like, We told
him every thing, and among the rest George
told how his sister wanted TO get cured by
the spine Doctor. He said that he knew that
DR.. well, that he was a very benevolent, kind
man, and he did not doubt but he might cure
her. And he said he would send him to see
her the next day. He told US not to speak
OF the money ii would cost. for he had enough
and was always glad 10 find some way of
spending it for other peoples good, for he
thought tina, was what he had it for. We
thought that was greater kindness than our
hearts could bear; but he called George to
him and said, these were his very words
"My good lad, | came here to see you. ]
was too busy when you handed me the pock-
ct book to say what | wished besides | had
another reason for not rewarding you at the
time-can you think what it vast"
George bluShed scarlet bit he swelled Out
and looked very proud-''l hope, sir" said
he, ''you don't think | expected to be paid
for giving you your own pocket book?"
Il did not most certainly" said Mr.. Nor
rison, sand | did not eward you then for tha'
reason. | respected you too much, but harl
We, my little man. said he, II am none the
less obliged TO you, and | want to show my
| gratitude. The money in the pocket boob
wasn't mine. 1t was to have been paid tina
very day to a poor fellow who needs it more
than you or | do; but | wan you 10 be my
boy-I have "A place for you in my store i
your mother can spare you-aad if you art
the boy | take you TO be, yon shall be TO I'M
a son and | will be 10 you what | hoped t
have been 10 my own noble boy whom Coo
took to dwell with HIMSELF" "What coulC
we all do but cry, especially when we saw
tears in the good mans eyes which dropped
in spite of him on my Georgy's head-yes
we all cried, as well we might, for Joy an,
gratitude; and if ever ~fervent prayers wen
up 10 Heaven, ouIs did that night, for bless
ings on that good man. The next day h
came with the DR.. to see Margarelte and h,
SAYS he can cure her, though it will take time
NV cup seems too full, | assure you.
haven't words to express all | feel-but
every rich man was like MIR. Morrison, wha
a happy place this world would be-"
Mrs. Miller knew she was talking to
friend who could sympathize with her, al
though she said but little. Her tears wer
more eloquent than words. Caroline beck
ened to her mother to 90, and the momer
they turned their backs upon the cottage, sh
burst into tears. 'Oh, mother!' she eXclaim
ed, show unjust! how wicked ] have been
So has,y and so uncharitable! 1t will be
lesson to me as long as ! live-l feel as if
wanted to ask Mr.. Morrison's forgiveness f,
having even thought i'll of him. But ! di
not express it, except to you. How niue
better was his visit and his reward, than
have given the pocket book full of money
and they will have cause TO bless him so lon
as they live" Mrs. Guilford saw that Ca
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