Anti-slavery bugle. [volume] (New-Lisbon, Ohio) 1845-1861, 1849-01-05

Infee or Jour Gays dIler CDrlSllldS,
Mrs. Green said to Lizzy and Jane as
they sat sewing
Il declare, girls, we've entirely forgot
ten our washerwoman, poor Mrs. Elliot.
1t is some weeks since she sent us word
that she had sprained her wrist, and
couldn't do our washing until it got well.
| think you had better 60 and see her this
morning. | shouldn't wonder if she stood
in need Of something. She has two chill
dren, and only one Of them is old enough
to earn anything-and even he can only
bring nome a very small sum. We have
done wrong 10 forget Mrs. Elliot
You go and see her, Lizzy,' said Jane.
Il don't care about visiting poor people
in distress, il makes me feel bad
ITO relieve their wants, Jane, ought
to make you feel good said Mrs. Green.
Il know it ought but had rather not
CO.
ooh yes, jane said Lizzy, you must
60 with me. | want you to go. Poor
Mrs. Elliot! who knows how much she
may have suffered =
yes, Jane, go with Lizzy | want you
to CO.
Jane did not like to refuse positively,
SO she got ready and went, though with a
! good deal of reluctance. Like a great
many others, she had no taste for cen
Of distress. If she could relieve a want
by putting her hand behind her and not
seeing the object of penury, she had no
objection TO doing so but TO look suffer-
ing in the face wa. too revolving 10 her
sensitive feelings.
When Lizzy and Jane entered the
humble home of the widow, they found
everything comfortable, neat and clean.
A small stove was on the hearth, and,
though the day was very cold, ditfused a
genial warmth throughout the
Mrs. Elliot sat knitting ; she appeared ex-
tremcly glad to see the girls. Lizzy in
CURED how her wrist was, how she was
getting along, and if she stood in need of
anything. To the last question she re-
Piled
Il should have wanted almost every
thing 10 make me comfortable, had not
Mr.. Mayfeld, one of the gentlemen |
washed for before | hurt my wrist, re-
WONDERED me at Christmas. He sent me
this nice little stove and Il load of coal, a
half barrel of flour, meal, potatoes, tea,
sugar, and | can't now tell you what all
besides a chicken for our Christmas
dinner, and five dollars in money. I'm
sure he couldn't have spent less than
twenty dollars. Heaven knows | shall
never forget him! He came on Christ
mas cve, and inquired SO kindly how
| was getting along; AMI then told me
that he would send me a little pre-
sent instead Of to those who didn't
really need anything, and who might
we'll forgive him for emitting the usual
compliments Of the season. Soon after
he was gone, a man brought a cart load
Of things, and on Christmas day the stove
and coal came.'
Jane looked at Lizzy upon whose face
was a warm glow, and in whose eyes was
a bright light.
mo, | thank you kindly, not now. !
| am very comfortable. Long before
my coal, -four, meal and potatoes are
out, | hope to be able TO take in wash
ing again, and her | shall not need any
assislance.'
Forgive me, sister, for my light words
about Edward Jane said, the m
she and Lizzy left The widows house.
lie is generous and noble-hearled. |
would rather he had done this than made
me a present Of the most costly remem.
brance he could find, for it stamps his
character. Lizzy, you may well be proud
of him.
Lizzy did not trust herself to reply, for
she could think Of no words adequate 10
the expression of her feelings. When
Jane told her father about the widow
Lizzy was modestIy silent on the subject
Mr.. Green said
THAT was nobly done. There is the
ring of the genuine coin! am proud of
him.
Tears came into Lizzy's eyes as she
heard her father speak so warmly and
approvingly Of her lover.
Next year, said Mr.. Green, I'VE must
take a lesson of Edward, and improve our
system Of holiday presents. How many
hundreds and thousands of dollars are
wasted in useless souverniers and petty
t%rifcs, that might do a lasting good if The
stream of kind feelings were turned into
q better channel
Horace GREELEY--has commenced his ca
reer in Congress by the agitation of the sub
ject of preventing speculalions in the public
lands. Some of his fellow-members, he
seems disposed to handle without gloves
take the following paragraph as a sample:
But in truth the great sorrow is that so ma
ny of he Members of Congress, as of men
in high station elsewhere, are merely dexter
Gus jugglers or the tools of dexterous Jug
glers with the cup and ball Of politics, shut
fled into responsible places as a reward for
past compliances or in the hope of being
there made useful to the inventors and paten-
tees of their intellectual and moral greatness.
To such men the idea of anybooy's coming