The national whig. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1847-1847, 1847-07-14
NATIONAL WHIG,
THE CITY CT E R K.
mr. MISS cArHAnrxE NJ. sEDeEwIcK.

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"a sisters love. dwell upon the theme
The only love on earth to which the earth
Has given no faint OF self regaTdlul care
&f4Hi HENRY WARE.
Contirued
There was a dead silence in that home
Of the Hathaways, till the father, breaking
out into something between laugh and a
cry, said, 'Mo.her, Charlie is an honest
boy and well-trained, and that should be
comfort enough; how often have you said
10 me, Charlie never told a lie 10 his lile.' Y
"He never did, he never will ~ sobbed
out the poor mother.
"Come here, mother kneel down here
we'll trust him with our Father and his
Father; we'll commit the case 70 Him, and
then we shall feel better - and the still,
small voice Of their prayer arose, and God
was there.
The next morning at nine O'Clock, Ruth
Hathaway disembarked from Hudson
steamer on a New York wharf, dirty,
crowded, and noisy enough 10 have con-
founded head and heart less clear and
strong of purpose than hers. She had in
quired of the captain the way to Canal
street, where Brown and Wilson's shop is,
and with her little sack, containing her
change of clothes, in her hand, she walked
straight up Liberty street to Broadway
Her quick step had caught the eye Of an
omnibus driver who beckoned to her, and
she nodding affirma,ively, jumped into The
coach, thinking how very kind it was Of
him to give her ride'' She asked a man,
one Of four fellow passengers, to tell her
when she got 10 Canal street, accordingly
the man pulled the strap, the coach stop
ped, and with her habitual inlpetuous move
ment, she jumped out and dropping little
cur,esy to the driver, said, '.ThaDk You,
sir" He, fancy,ng she w.s trickng hio,,
called out, 'sThat's cool Stop that hussey!
She's lodged her fare % All impeachment
of vehicles had accumulated the passengers
on the Sidewalk at the corner Of Canal
street Every eye was turned on our poor
little stranger. She stopped, turned rouno,
and in voice that indicated her honest
perplexity, asked, s.What does he mean -
"ae means to be paid, my child" said an
elderly gentleman, who was struck with the
simplicity Of Ruth's manner; and himself
gave the fare to the vociferaling driver
Ruth now comprehended her mistake, and
repaying the sixpense, she said with her
characteristic good sense, 81 am stranger
in New York, sir, or should have known
better. He invited me to ride with him,
and the people where live often give rides
TO strangers. Il
Her friend again smiled at her simplicity,
advised her to keep good lookout, now
she had come 10 the city, and they parted
he thiaking her sweet smile might pay her.
fare, and she TO look for the sign Of Brown,
Wilson & Co.. which she soon found, and
entered the sLop. 1t was thronged with
eager buyers and civil clerks, intent on their
sales. She looked up and down the long
counters, all were unknown to her, till at
the extremity Of one, she saw Otis Jackson.
His eyes met hers and instantly fell she
saw that in that glance he had recognized
her. He was her townsman and an old
schoolmate Of her brother, two years older
than Charles Hathaway. Ruth went to the
end Of the counter where he stood, and
said, eOns 70 Her voice was low, but it
had heart-sound, it seemed to come, as il
indeed did, from another world than tina,
vanity-fair that surrounded her. Ladies'
examining laces, paused to look at her, and
one or two Of the clerks turned their eyes
to Otis Jackson, expecting him to answer
but he averted his eye, and went to the ex-
tremity Of the shop, TO receive some new
customers. els Mr.. Henshaw here 30 asked
Ruth. She was civilly answered s.Yes,'
.nl choxrr xuoc I'D II
my brother \" she said There were tears
in her voice, though none in her eyes. i
was rather an indefinite inquiry from tota
stranger, but whether it was her family re-
semblance to her brother, or the tone o
voice supplying all that the words wanted
Henshaw was sure the inquiry was TO
Hathaway, and coming from behind tn
counter, before he replied, said, in 10,
voice TO Ruth, ssYou have heard Of you
brothers. misfortune 20
eyes; where is he?''
"Why-he-you cannot see him imme
diately if you will tell me where you ar
staying, will try to get leave to come
you in the course Of the day, and 60 wit
you to see him"
ooh, must go now. shall stay wher
he is--ih no other place."
aHenshaw ~ called out Mr.. Brown
"who are you talking to there3"
Henshaw went close to him and explain
ed. ga pretty business this" said the sur
ly master; sslook, she is lingering over tn
laces, they are birds Of feather, brothe
and sister' Poor Ruth had unconscious
ly placed her hand on the box of laces.-
$50 10 your business. Henshaw behind IN