Portage sentinel. [volume] (Ravenna, Ohio) 1845-1854, 1847-06-16
SELECT TALE.
Z R;IeHseD ,eLlNcH THE MlsER.
5. ~; lssBY CAROLINE H.sBUTLER.


ssasta lis ss@Sc CHAPTER /. @s@,. 80
IF Ir va y as cold stormy evening in the
month Of January 184l. The winds
drove in furious gusts through the almost
deserted streets and swept the fast falling
snow in heavy masses against the build
ings, blocking up the door-ways and pat
tering dismally upon the windows. God
help the.poer! for. many were the house.
less, halfclad wretches that night lowering
around the cellars or under. the caves,
seeking a shelter from the lpittiless storm;
many shivering fellow beings crouching in
straw and rags, sick and dying-n1any
poor starving little ones stretched their
chilled limbs upon naked boards, without
even a blanket to protect them from the
cold GoD HELP THE PooR!s @s s:zi E-a
Yet more cheerful scene than the snug
little sitting room of David Brown pre-
sented on that inclemant night is rarely
seen. Before the ample CRATE, heaped with
glowing anthracite, table was drawn up,
covered with snowy drapery, on which the
tea equipage was already placed. There
were fine tempting biscuits, rich fragrant
butter, its golden surface bearing the taste
full impress of flowers, little glass dishes of
ruby ounce and quivering apple-jelly,
while in the centre of the table a small
silver basket was filled with generous sill
ces ofdelicieus plum cake. Upon sofa
drawn near the fire, were seated two young
personsLlovers. A fine, handsome fell
low was the sailor lad, and the modest,
blushing girl, whose hand rested upon his
shoulder, and whose little hand was clasped
i'm his. is Catharine, the only child of David
Brown. Edward had just returned from
sea utter a six months voyage, and now, in
the presence of his affianced bride, all the
dangers he had passed were forgotten anc
he remembered not that in a few shor
weeks he must again leave his beloved ano
affectionate 1Catharine.a Happiness danced
in his bright Black eyes as he gazed fondly
upon, the young and lovely girl, then, with
something like q sigh, and pressing thai
dear little hand to his lips, he.said: s.5.i
is.Eatharine, 4 had hoped this voyage te
have called you mine, but now another six
months must pass ere,' I can claim my
swees girl! You see, Kate, while our ship
was lying off Cuba, a poor messn,ate ol
mine was seized with the fever. Poor
Jack! well hedied. 2'Iknow he had an ole
blind father ana an; aged mother to sup
port-nice old people too, and too proud te
cast anchor for life in a. poor house, and 81
to make Jacks mind, easy for the Ions
VOYAGE he was bound for, L promised hin
/ would give my wages this trip, and ma,
be more, to make his old father and rnothe
comfortable. Then Jack, poor fello,
squeezed my hand, nodded his thanks an
went off with; smile upon his figure-hea'
And now, Kate, just for the folly OF havln
a soft heart, we must wait a while longe
my girl!'' s. g ~, J.,
aGod will bless you for that good dee
Edward" said Catharine, artlessly imprlr
ing kiss upon the brow of her lover
"Oh, I love you now better than ever fe
doing as you have done." -..z...-s.
Mknew you would say so, my dear girl
cried Edward, brushing tear from h
eye..l eyes, yes, a heart like yours
ever ready to sacrifice its own happine
for the good of others. But where is o.
father; Kate?' ss@
.He WILDE here shortly" she replie