Lewistown gazette. [volume] (Lewistown, Pa.) 1843-1944, 1851-10-31
FRIDAY EVENING, OCTOBER 81, 1851.

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doctor"
Il wish was mani" said William,
"for then would work and get money
enough, and you should have nothing to
do but stay at home, and nurse sister,
But will be man next SUMMER
The mother kissed him fondly, gave
him and his sister each I piece of bread,
tied on her bonnet and went out.
Mrs. NJ. had come in from shopping,
and was re-eXamining the brilliant and
costly articles which she had added to her
already superfuous ornaments. A servant
enters with the announcement
"Mrs. Glen desires to speak with you
moment. madam"
"Well, show her in,' said the lady. 81
am heartily tired Of hearing her name," she
continued, as the servant returned to the
door, 81 will pay her, and dismiss her."
Mrs. Glen | presume" she said, with
most unpleasant expression of voice and
teature-as the poor woman stood before
her-and then remained silent.
Mrs. Glen advanced quietly, though
without embarrassment, and presenting her
bill said
"If Mrs. NJ. will give me the money,
she will very much obligc me-"
Dear mel" cried the lady! Nine dol
lars! Why did not think | owed you
half as much -
The items are all down." said Mrs.
Glen. You will find ii correct"
Can you not wait few days." asked
Mrs. NJ.
at would be very inconyenient for me
to do So, replied Mrs. Glen.
80 dear!" said Mrs. NJ, pceyishly, "you
needle-women are the most pressing and
troublesom creditors that we have to deal
WITH"
"Probably," returned Mrs. Glen, "be-
cause we are the most needy. 1t is dire
necessity that forces a woman to depend
for subsistence on her earnings with the
needle. And when those small earnings
are withheld, we are overwhelmed with
suG,erngs."
Mrs. NJ. sat silent q few moments and
then drawing out her purse, counted to
/ Mrs. Glen the nine dollars, and felt more
reluctance in paying it, than in parting
with the three hundred which she had laid
out that morning for unnecessary and use
less articles.
Thirty years have past, and now we
look again.
Mrs. Ms mansion is still gorgeously
furnished, and wealth and magnifcence
preside in every department. But where
IS she, the mistress ofall this glitter! Here
in this bed chamber, glittering with mir
rors, candelabras, and gifted frame pic
lures; where the day comes stealthily
through the heavy crimson curtains, and
! casts only faint glow on the soft, rich
carpet. On this down bed, with lis da-
mask quilt, fine linen, trimmed with costly
lace and sweeping drapery, with silk and
silver tringes, lies the suffering invalid
/ Pain, fever, nausea, unite their tortures !;
she is restless and peevish; she can find no
ease; sleep comes not at her bidding; she
is weary-weary of life-yet she sees no
rest bevond it. She is attended by hired
nurse, who attends to all her commands,
and administers her medicines regularly,
but with the apathy of an automaton.-
The invalid yearns for sympathy, and the
sweet minStering of affection. Where
are her children in this trying hour!
The son is abroad, wasting his time
and money in the widest dissipation
He knows she is i'll but he cares not for
the mother who neglected to knit his in
FAINT affections to her bosom. The daugh-
Ter is married, and is following the foot
steps of her mother. She is even now
glittering in the gay saloon, the admired
of all admirers. How should she be eX-
pected to turn from her gaiety 10 soothe
the mother who has always preferred gai-
ETY. and dress TO the love and happiness of
her children. There is no one to take
tendery the feyered hand-to mark with
fond soIicitude the wanderings of her eyes,
and the changngs of her countenance-to
ask with voice tremulous from anxiety,
Dear mother, are YOU better!"
And the physician has said that she
must die! and has warned her earnestly to
prepare for the great change. But how
shall she, whose life has passed in vanity,
prepare now, OH her death-bed, for eter-
nifty. She has not walked with God
She has not known the Lord. She has
loved the world only. How shall she
then, while agonizing with the thought of
letting il 90, learn to love Him who wrests
ii from her! She would live on in vanity.
How shall she humbly bless Him who
has striken her with death! She is most
miserable. Memory torments her with
spectre forms of murdered time and ne
elected opportunities OF doing good to her
self and others. The present is pain and
agony and loathng; the future, the black
ness of darkness forever. She writhes like
/ poor worm, who suddenly finds the
j timber in which he dwelt securely CON