Saturday morning visitor., 1848-10-14

the morning.? eagerly demanded Ernest
'You know not that you will have TO as
cend TO the fourth story answered th'
stranger, smiling.
Ernest iel: thrill of delight an
rich and | can be of service to him, for h,
is poor and at this moment the light sbon'
upon them, and Ernest almost shrieked:
You are wounded--o oh, may not as
sist you TO your room? Lean upon me
my arm will sustain you; | ask II as {
great boon!' and they both ascended to his
apartments, when the stranger sank upor
chair, for though his wound was not IA
tai, it had made him very faint. Ernes
affrighted, rung bell, and Immediately a
venerable looking old man appeared at the
door.
'What is the maiter?' cried he, running
towards the wounded man; divine good
ness, who has thus wounded my master
the Count p and he looked suspiciously al
Ernest
Calm yourself, my old friend said the
Count, see, il is but a scratch.
But scratch indeed see he swoons.
All, | have often told him he would come
10 this if he persisted in going ont az he
does at night, into the gloomy portions ol
the city, infested as they are with robbers.
He would never allow me to accompany
hlin; he would do his charities alone and
at night; he would not expose the life OF
his Old servant "a life of no value 10 any
one, While his-oh, my God! how his
blood flows dear child, whom have car
ried so ollen in these old arms, and TO see
you thus y
During all this time the old man was
dressing the wounds, chating the temples,
and doing all in bis power Tor his master,
but still talked on. In the name Of God,
my master, the Count, answer your old
friend; tell him you will not die, and lha,
You will not thus expose yourself again.
Lei me 60 for the surgeon,' cried En-
nest, who could not refrain from tears,
while listening TO the tender lament Of the
old servant, and remembering his own
part in the sad affair.
1t is useless family responded the
Count, who ieebly opened his eyes; Il am
better now, and extending his hand 10 his
old servant, he added, fear not for me-a
nights rest Will restore me-be calm, my
worthy old friend, tomorrow will repair
all.
And you will return 10 your impru-
dent lie! but l declare, If you persist in
thus exposing your life, will inform your
aunt, who loves you as her own son, and
who will disinheril you-yes, sir, Count,
she will disinherit you. Oh, you need
not make me so many signs, will not be
silent. | will ihus punish you for the un-
easineSs you cause me continually. Yes,
sir, turning 10 Ernest, this is the Count
de Naudrea, " no lodges in tins humble a.
parlmeu. He has annually fifty thousand
pounds sent TO him, and what do you think
he does with it? He feeds the unhappy
families who have no means Of subsistence
OF their q n, and if it were not for my
care in retaining little of the vast sums
that he orders me todistribute also, think
that we " ould often want the absolute ne
cessaries of life. Ba, If you do not act
with more prudence, my young master,
you will soon have nothing 10 distribute,
TO solace the poor, your children as yol
call them, 'who are iamishing,' but after
all, you are noble young man, my mas
ter, The blessing of ;he poor, and the pride
of your family Tears here for mo-
nent checked his utterance, but recover
ing himself, he was about 10 proceed
" hen the Count in an impressive manner
imposed silence upon him.
During this time poor Ernest was snf-
iering the most horrible torture. lie
lrembled from head to foot and large tears
rolled down his cheeks, until unable to
command himself any longer, he seizeC
the hand Of The Count, pressed il 10 hii
lips and cned, 'Oh pardon me again
without your repeated pardon, my life
would be wretched indeed and oh tel
me where | may obtain virtue like yours!
The Count pointed to an ivory crucifis
near by, aud with humility bowed hi
head 10 the earth. eai
'Ohl said Ernest, Il will hencefortl
serve the same master; | will abjure al
my errors, you will be my guide; yo'
will watch over me. Oh, say yon viii
be my friend and brother
The Count de Vaudrea could not artic
ulate, so great was his emotion, but ex
tending his arms to Ernest, now fell upOl
his bosom.
.Ah nv good fellow. wher,