Southport telegraph. [volume] (Southport, W.T. [i.e. Kenosha, Wis.]) 1840-1850, 1850-02-15

/ 10 say lend-lt YOU can't lend me: madam.
your $50 won't humble myself to strangers for
! H..
John said his wife calmly, 4 have 50 due
TO me- | have, as you know, worked early and
late TO earn i'll have, in nv mind devoted it to
| the good of oar children. Hear now poor little
Jessie moaning. See she can hardly sit in her
| chair. Her lile-:he doctor says so-depends
upon change of air. and this money from Mr.
Doyle is to pay the expense OF our Journey to
my brothers. You have the right to it-but
am sure, John you will not take it-and | can
not give 1t TO YOU Warren said nothing, and
his wife ventured to ask, who is this hard cred
i.or!'
Roger Smith--curse him.
Il though so--he cares not how many families
he ruins, how many hearts he breaks, If he can
make little money by ii! As fast as can
earn the money will pay it, John, if you will
have no more accounts with this man. Go and
tell him so-and OH John-ior your salvation,
for my sake, for your childrcns Tor Gods sake.
go no more near that bad man. Enter on this
new path that is open to YOU
4 will, Anne will, il can get the $50
can do nothing without it. And without wait
ing for further expostulatiol or answer of any
kind Warren rushed out of the house.
His wife was left in perpexity-in the saddest
If her husband had told the truth, this might be
a turning point in his life Mr.. Hutton had Of
terred him a place on certain conditions, which
he protested himself ready TO accept. Warren
might be restored to temperance ind industry
II he had told tie truth! But my child my
child! cried the poor mother, taking little Jes-
sic IN her lap, and giving way TO All unWon;ed
burst of tears. And yet ave | a right TO put
her iitt against his salvation? possible salvation?
Oh, heavenly father enlighten-direct me -
After while she became quite calm, the little
girl fell asleep, stroking away her mothers tears;
and Mrs. Warren laid her in the crib, and then
bent over and kissed her, saying, III will be all
gain and not loss to yOu,--lts a hard hte-vcry
hard :. Mrs. Warren had come to the conclu-
sion to give the money to her husband, helped
to this, as good people often are, by the very
difficulty and bitterness Of the duty turning the
scale
One thing remained to be done. Notifying
as it was to impart TO any one her distru>t Of
her husband, she determined to ascertain the
truth of his statement before she voluntarily
parted with her precious little sum of money
She accordingly went herself TO Mr.. HuttOn's.
My good friend, he said, your husband has
deceived you. did tell him last week, that if
he would remain sober for one month, | would
fluid place for him. You know what Begin
ming he has made this week. Not day of it
bat | have seen him at Rodger Smiths But
take courage, my friend-you have GOOD chill
dren. God spare them to reward You for your
devotion to them. Mrs Warren turned away.
| believe, with a light heart, for her husband had
worn out her affection for him, and she now saw
her way clear to pursue her project for poor lit
tie Jessie.
She did not see her husband till late that night.
and then he was in his customary cond ton.
The next morning, at breakfast. he launched
forth inveCtives against Hutton and his new fam
notions, on which he freely bestowed his favor
ite epithets. When he went out, banging the
door after him, at is too bad = said George If
get into the Legislature when am man I'll
TO what can to give these old laws a smoking
% hush my son., said his mother; Il trust
they will be righted long before that time: till
they are, we must suffer and do as best We can
| feel aa II | could bear any thing just now
am all ready for our start we are to be at the
boat at one, and | am going now to settle ac-
counts with Mr.. DOYLE. Write letter to Anne
while | am gone 10 the shop, and tell her en-
close 800 in it. The doctor SAYS Jessie is lit
tie better to-day Providence smiles on us. my
son--the weather is lovely The world with
out and within was all smiling to the happy
mother. She went with light step and light
heart to Mr.. Doycs. He was alone in his
counting-rOom, where he received her kindly
for Mr. Doyle is one of the few men who put
heart of humanity into all his business relations
You arc always punctuaI. Mrs. Warren he
said 'you have finished YOUR last lot of shoes
Yes, sir, and if convenient | should like to
settle my account with you.'
Certainly, there is a small balance due to YOU
Small, Mr.. Doyle to me it seems very large.
You who have to 60 with hundreds and thou
sands can scarcely conceive what fifty is to me-
Mr.. Doyle's countenance clouded, but Mrs
Warren, not percCiving this, went on. MY
Youngest child has been sick all summer, and
nothing. the doctor says so, and ain sure Of it.
could do her any good while she is in the bad
air in - street. But | shall have her on the
sea-shore by Tuesday morning and owing TO
the captains goodness who gives George free
passage, he is going down to his uncle's with me-
But excuse NE, Mr.. Doyle am so happy,
know YOU will feel with me-
i do, with you and for you, Mrs. Warren
and it grievcs me to tell you that your husband
came here last night and asked for your dues,
and not suspecting that he came unknown to
You, paid him fifty-five dollars. 50 that there is
but five dollars coming to Won
The sudden change from light to darkness
was too much for poor Mrs. Warren. The flush
of sweet hopes vanished from her face She be-
came fearlully pale, and sank back into a chair
She did not fam, she did not weep she did no;
speak.
Tears gushed from Mr.. Doylos eyes. lie
thrust his hand into his money-drawer, and ca
gerly counting out sixty dollars, he pnt the mon
ey into Mrs Warren's hand She looked up,
scare IL comprehendiug what he was doing
1T is yours ma am, he said; accept it--no. take
it as your due. 1t is your due. could not
swallow down the kind words you spoke, when
YOU said you knew would feel for you, if did
not do this. A plague on the laws that give
husband the right to his wife's earnings, say
No no don't thank me-don't say word
you have no time to lose; get to the boat with
your children as quick as You can. and | will
take your thanks out in pleasant thoughts OF all
you are enjoying.
Mrs. Warren did not spnak--she could not:
bit the tears now flowed plentifulIy, and they
were like the rain in sunshine, when every drop
is bright as jewel.
n B. We have simply recorded a recent
fact in the life Of "a tradesman. Whether his
name be DOYLE, or whether he is shoemaker.
does not matter. If in the odd chances of life
this page should meet bis. eye. his modesty viii
pardon the publicity given to his bcneficcnce, in
consideration of the value OF so rare an exam