Lewisburg chronicle. [volume] (Lewisburg, Pa.) 1850-1859, 1851-04-23

the moor wife feel, " That the hand Of the
Lord was heavy upon her." but her faith
failed not. As earthly hope faded away,
brighter and brighter grew the hope OF
eternity and as she watched DAY after
day by the sufferers couch, bathing his
burning brow ,and soothing his wild frenzy
with her loving voice, she was able to say
.stilough He slay me yet will l trust IN
Him." Oh blessed, sustaining power OF
faith and hope! faith, not in man. but
God-hope, not Of earth, but heaven
Cling to thy faith, poor woman! Make
thy heart strong in confidence, tor God
will not forsake thee! Even now He IS
preparing thy reward. He will not break
the bruised reed, nor crush the humble
heart.
Did the rich man rest sweetly, as he lay
down on his downy pillow? Were there
no remorscless thoughts when he remem-
bered the careless act Of injustice OF which
he had been guilty? Like Ahasuerus, he
could not sleep, for God troubled him,and
he resolved to make ample recompense for
the wrong he had done. He concluded at
Grst TO send him letter, and handsome
present, but the thought did not satisfy
| him: and he resolved to 60 himself, and
see what he could do for his poor friend,
that would most benefit him, and quiet his
/ own conscience.
1t was the fifth day of William Carter's
sickness, and the physician said, that
night would be the crisis; if he lived
through it he might recover. Hehad then
fallen into lethargic sleep. His pale
wife sat holding his hand and gazing anx-
ious'y on his sunken features and half
shut eyes. The children, with sad faces
and noiseless step, crept around the room.
There was rap at the door-it was
opened, and gentleman entered. Mrs.
Carter looked with surprise on her unez-
pected yisiter His dress and bearing, so
different from those Of their humble
neighbors, at another time might have
awed her, but that was no place to feel the
paltry distinctions Of human society. In
the presence of that power, before which
the rich and the poor, the mighty and the
weak alike bow, men feel that they are
eouals-that they are brothers. She arose
and offered him chair. He did not seen
to notice her, but advancing to the bed, h'
cazed long and earnestly on the ashy tea
tures of the sufferer, while the tears chaset
one another down his cheeks; then turn
mo away he threw himself into chai
andwept with uncontrolled emotion. This
as the reader may have guessed, was MIR
Carlton. He came into the neighborhood
and inquired for William Carter, and hae
been told of his sickness, and its probable
cause. The good woman where he stopped
had warm heart, and voluble tongue
and little suspecting who her auditor was
she had given full scope to her eloquence,
in denouncing the man who suffered hel
poor neighbor to walk fifteen miles, and tt
return without even dinner.
9 Mrs. Garter stood gazing in silent as
tonishmcnt on her visiter, when he arose
and placing heavy purse in her hand
said, " Take this, and let no expense bt
spared for your husbands recovery.
will call again." and before she had time
to express her gratitude or surprise, h'
, was gone.
The next morning William was better
, The crisis had passed-the fever was gone
but he lay weak and helpless as babe
, and but for the many comforts which tina
; purse procured he might have died.
, He grew stronger day by day, and at tn
end of a week he was sitting supported BY
pillows in a large armchair. Mrs. Garter
apnroached the window and exclaimed
, " There comes the stranger who gave MI
the purse
A minute more and he entered the room
Approaching William he grasped his ham
, and said earnestly
"Thank Heaven that you are alive
that you will live ! If you had died,
never could have forgiven myself. l hav
come to make you some atonement tor tn
Injustice of which 1 was guilty." and b
i placed folded paperin his hand. "There'
he continued, "when you are able, rea'
that. Do not thank me. 1t is no NOR
than Justice. The pocket-book was o
great Importance to me, and 1t has cos
, you dear" 1p;,,
: When the gentleman was gone, WIZ
' lam opened the paper, and found it dec
e made out to himself, Of his old house an
!, farm. There was dancing and shoutln
: among the children and in the hearts o
$ the father and mother deep and hol,
t ioy mingled with thankfulness, and trus
d in God.
e Ineed not pursue my story further, no