Anti-slavery bugle. [volume] (New-Lisbon, Ohio) 1845-1861, 1848-06-16
almost invariably forgotten their good resolu-

almost invariably forgotten their good resolu-
TONS"
s'Some may have done so; but just give
me a chance, and I'll show you the differ
%ence.''
'Ah! | fear, neighbour said Mr.. Brown,
as he walked away, "but few are able 10
Withstand temptation"
''And | am willing 10 be tempted; the soon
er the BETTER" said Mr.. Harris, and he pas
sed on.
But one year from the date Of the above
conversation, Mir. Harris was what the world
calls a rich man. An uncle had died IN the
Indies, (or somewhere else,) ADJUST the lucky
Moment. leaving him sole heir to a fortune.
Mr.. Harris first intelligence was a draft foT
fifty thousand dollars, payable at sight
The poor man could hardly contain himself
for 10y a thousand brilliant visions danced
through his brain. His wife should not la
Dor; his children should be finely dressed,
and delicately fed-and-his neigh5ors should
have-yes, he would give-somethlug 10 his
neighbors.
The news Of his good fortune spread like
wildfire. Friends gathered round to congra-
tulate' One and another volunteered this
service and that-ofiers they would never
have made but for the ringing Of that same
fifty thousand dollars.
AIR. Harris moved from his humble cottage
in town. Mrs. Harris no longer performed
the drudgery Of her family. Jane and Ellen
left of knitting mittens Tor their brothers,
and Henry and Edward split no more wood
for the kitchen fire.
With wealth came wants unumbered.-
Labor once performed from necessity, was
renowned entirely, and with it the pleasure
that labor brings.
Mr.. Harris soon found himself unable to
walk. Horses must do the drudgery, his
limbs had hitherto been able to perform, while
pampered appetite rejected wholesome food,
which not long ago crowded his table.
In the process OF time Mr.. Harris fell i'll.
Mr.. Brown, who bad never lost sight of his
old friend, now renewed his former friendly
intercourse. Dim recollections of a CONVEX
sation once held with this same Mr.. Brown,
haunted the sick mans mind. He was will
ling to he tempted his wish had been gram
ted and, like many others, proved him a frail
man. During a protracted illness, r~ecollec-
lions of neglected opportunities and wasteful
extravaganza troubled him. Resolutions for
the future were frequently avowed, but, thro'
the arrangements of Providence, nipped in
the bud.
The man who but a few years ago found
his heart so deeply touched with sympathy
for his fellows, had not fulfilled his better
promptings when means were in his power,
and sought therefore to atone for past neglect,
by bestowing in one generous bequest that
which he could no longer retain. purchasing
at once a name in the world for charity, and
a right 10 be remembered at the portals of
heaven. Mayhap the knowledge of his ul-
innate benefactions preceded his own appear
ance there, but unbelief questions the efica-
cy of such claims for admission.
Were this an overdrawn, or solitary case,
charity would prompt us to drop the veil,
and bid him God speed in his journey to the
skies. But many a man, with means at his
command 10 alleviate much of human suffer-
ing, pleads inability, with the p%iteous adden-
DUN, ''lf were only rich"
'lf were only rich" What thenl The
good performed in this world is not estimated
by dollars and cents, by Him that seeth the
heart. There was once a poor widow, more
commended for the bestowed of two mites.
than her wealthy compeers for their large
gifts. ''Do good as ye have opportunity
Troy Budget.