The northern galaxy. [volume] (Middlebury, Vt.) 1844-1848, 1847-10-19
Middlebury Vermont Tuesday Morning, Oct 10, 1S4z

where the folds slightly parted on the chest
might be seen by The rays of the street Ian
tern the glillering of a gold chain, attached
10 the end was valuable watch the same
metal.
The town clock in The elegant church op-
posite tolled forth the hour oil nine, 1t was
sad nigt for the poor, the keen blast, the
cutting frost, the deep snow, made the sit
uation Of the poor still more miserable, Yei
The young man so comfortably wiapi in cloth
and fur, as he stood upon the stone step, puff
ing a cigar, seemed 10 heed not the misery
Of others
Kind SIR said misshapen, decr;ped old
woman, as she Iimped along in front Of where
the young man was standing, and held out
her hand which was covered with an old tai
tered wooden mitten. viii you give me a
ninepence to buy some medicine for my little
sick grand child?
The young man continued 10 whistle law
orite air, and us the snow altered the temper
AZURE OF his blood, his fee commenced 10
keep time with his tune.
All said The solicitor for charity in n faint
voice i was once as young as you, and
there was no more prospect should ever
want. But you now see me beg
'Begone ! said he in a stern voice, would
not give that amount TO save the child's life
or yours ether And turning 10 young
man by the name oil Vennor, for whom he
had been waiting, he burst into loud laugh
Here said he, lis chance for you; your
purse and heart are always open she wants
money TO buy medicine. I'll give for nothing
but arsenic. But come, Vcnnor, let's off 10
the theatre; il is time we were there.
Mo- said he, i have but fifty cents by me
AT the same time handing Ito the beggar;
but will attend the young mems lecture 10
night which will be free from cost. | would
rather my last cent should go for the needy,
than tor amusement
'Ha. ha. ha,' laughed the other. how very
romantic. Give me your glove, madam. that
may hove something 10 remember this Incl
deEt'
The old woman took from her hand which
rested beneath her cloak, an old gray nit
ten.
Keep that said she, i doubt not you
will remember This evening" The Young
man listened 10 her voice with an attentive
car.
Speak again. beauty said; but she
needed him not, for she had now turned the
corner. lie pursued his way TO the theatre,
but he could not drive the thought the beg
gar from his mind more than once he looked
at the old grey mitten, and at an early hour
he retired 10 his lodgings.
Mrs. Greyson gave a splendid party The
following evening: The elite and beauty oil
the city were there, among the number was
Harriet Lee and Albert Dunroy. The soul
subduing notes of music and the light touch
OF tiny feet upon the soft threads Of carpet
passed the time away merrily, until rather
late hour. when they were seated around IN
various gfoups; apart from the rest sat Ear-
riet Lee Alder, Dunroy, and Charles Ven
nor. They were engaged in conversation on
differed topics of the times and seasons.-
How different arc The scenes in this splen-
dIdly lighted suiis OF rooms, TO some OF those
we passed amid the poor, in our way hlther.
The lip Of Albert slightly curled,. but recol-
lecIing who spoke, he said q
Yes, this hard winter. We must do all
we can for the needy She made him NJ
answer, but turned her eyes and met The full
gaze Of Charles; he sal in silence watching
her countenance. II was not the first time
they had met. She took from her little EN-
broidered bag an OLD wooden mitten. and 50
cent piece the former she handed 10 Albert.
: \ gu have lis fellow, said she, The pair may
be more useful 10 you than one::' and the
coin she h anded 10 Charles.
Each looked a. The other. DO you moi
think my disguise complete 2 said she. j
know you both as you are
The faces oil both young men were Grim
son-the one from shame, the other from
surprise.
We have but word more 10 say. She
now lives the happy wife Of Charles Vennor.
She went not empty handed with the be-
siowal of her hand he became possesSor oil
gold, silver, and lands.