The Davenport gazette. [volume] (Davenport, Scott Co., Iowa) 1841-185?, 1850-03-14
A SHORT STORY ABOUT HONESTY.
Do Right, and trust the Result TO God

/ osH'hA OAONl ABOC J. HCNES !.
Do Right, and trust the Result to Goa
O0e evening poor man his son, It'll
boy, snt by the wayside near The gate Of y,
old town in Germany. The father tool
out loaf of bread which lie had bought ii
the town, and broke il, and gave half ,o hi.
boy.
Not so fa,ber,' said the boy;'l shnll no
eat until alter yon. You hive been work
ing hard all day, for small wages, TO supper
me; and you must be very hungry; ! sha!
wait till yon are done.'
'Yon speak kindly, my son. replied the
pleased father; 'ynur love 10 mo does me
more good than my food; and those eyes d
yours remind me Of your dear mother who
has left us, who told you to love me as you
used to do; and indeed, my boy, you have
been great strength and comfort TO me;
but now that have eaten the first morsel
to please you, il is your turn now to eat
Thank you, father; but break this piece
10 two, and take you little more, for you
see the loaf is large, and you require much
more than ! do Il shall divide the loaf for
you my boy; bu. eat il, I shall not; have
an abundance; and let " thank God for
bis grea, goodness in giving US food. d.-whai
is better still cheerful and contented hearts.
He who gives ns the living bread from
heaven, TO nonrish our immortal souls, how
should he not give Us all nlhcr food which
is necessary to support our mortal bodies
sThe father and son thanked God, and
then began to cut the loaf in pieces to be-
gin their frugal meal. But as they cut one
portion Of the loaf, there fell ont serernl
pieces Of gold, Of great palae. The little
boy gave shout Of joy, and was springing
forward TO grasp the unexpected treasure,
when lie was pulled back by his father.
sMy son, my son! he cried. 'do not touch
that money; il is not ours But whose is
if, father, it it is not ours?'
'iknow not, rs yet, to whom it belongs;
bnt probably it was put there by the baker.
through some mistake. We must inquire.
Rum but father interrupted the boy,
you nre poor and needy, and you have
bought the loaf, and the baker may tell a
lie, nnd-'
Il will not listen to you, my boy. ]
bought this loaf but did not buy the gold ia
it. If the baker sold it to me 10 ignorance
shall not be 80 dishonest as 10 take advan-
tage af him; remember Him who hns told
ns to do to others as we would have others
do to ne. lam poor, indeed, but that is No
sin. 1--we share the poverty Of Jesus, Gods
own Son, oh! let US share, also, his goodness,
and trust in God. We may never be rich
but we may always be honest. We may
die Of starvation, but Gods will be done
should we die doing it, Yes, nv boy, trust
God and ,rcM in his rays, and you shall
ncrer be put to shame. Now, run TO Tie
baker, mud bring him here; and | shall
watch the gold until he comes.'
So the boy ran for the baker. sBro,hcr
workman said the old man, syou have made
some mistake, and almost lost your money
and he showed the baker the gold, and told
him how il had been found. 'Is il ihine?'
asked the father; if i, is, take it away
'Mv father, baker. is very poor, and
Silence, my, child put me not to shame
by thy complaints. | am glad VIC have
saved this man from Ioosing his money!
The baker had been gazing alternately
upon the honest father and his eager boy.
and upon the gold which lay glittering upon
the green turf.
srhou nr,, indeed. an honest fellow said
the laker; and my neighbor David, tie
flax-hreaker. spoke the truth when he said
thou vert the honcstest man in town.
Now, shnll te:lthee about the gold. A
stranger came TO my shop three days ago,
gave me that loaf, and tod me TO sell j.
chcap!y, or give il away, to the honestcsi
poor man whom knew in the city. told
David TO send thee to me, as customer,
this morning; as thou would not take The
loaf for nothing, sold it to thee, as thou
knowest, for the last pence in thy purse; and
the loaf with all its treasures-nnd, certes,
it is no, smai,:-is thine. and God grnn.
thee blessing with IL! The poor father
bent his head to the ground, while the tears
fell from his ewes. His boy ran and put
his hnnd nhout his neck, and said: i shall
always like you, father, trust God, and do
what is right; for am sure it will never put
us to shame.'- Edinburg Christian Mag
0=iat.
FoLLIEs OF MAN.--The author Of the fol-
lowing dissects with the pen as keeuly as