The Literary echo, and Pawcatuck advertiser. [volume] (Westerly, R.I.) 1851-1854, 1851-12-04
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off, with quick and delicate care, the rain
drops and mud-splashes from the silken
dresses of the three fine ladies. The Grape
hats and the parasols were carefully dried
at a safe distance from the fire, and comb
was offered to arrage the uncurled har,
such white and delicately clean comb as
may seldom be seen upon poor woman's
toilet.
When all had been done that could be
done, and, as Miss, Lucy said, they be-
gan to look like themselves again. Mrs.
Crowdcr, who was lolling back at her ease
in large and comfortable armchair, and
amusing herself by taking good stare at
everything and every one in the room, sud-
denly started forward, and cried out, ad-
dressing herself to the master Of the house
upon whose Bible and at whose face she
had been last fixing her gaze, Why, my
good man, we are old friends l know
your face, Pm certain still there is some
change in you, though can't exactly say
what it is
70 u'ed to be in ragged clothes, and out
Of health said George Manly, smiling, as
he looked up from his Bible am now,
blessed be God for it, comfortably clad,
and in excellent health
sBut how is it, said Mrs Crowder, that
we never catch sight of you now''
Madam said he, Pm sure l wish we'll
to you and all people nay, l have reason
to thank you, for words of yours were the
first means of opening my eyes to my sin
full course. You seem to thrve-so do We.
My wife and children were half-naked and
half starved only this time last year. Look
at them, if you plerse, now; for, so tar as
sweet contented looks 60, and decent raj
ment beftting their station, I'll match
them with any mans wife and children
And now, madam, 1 tell you, as you told
friend of yours one day last year, that
{ tits the FOOLS PENCE which have done
all this for u.s. The FOOLS pence ! ought
to say, the pence earned by honest indus
try, and spent in such manner that l can
ask the blessing of God upon the pence
When Mrs. Crowder and her daughters
we're gone, George Manly sat without
speaking for some considerable time. He
was deep in thought, and his gentle,
pi US wife felt that she knew on what sub
Iiect he had been thinking so deeply for,
when he woke up from bis fit of thought, a
deep sigh stole from his lips, and he brush
ed away the tears which had filled his
eyes.
'Susan,' he said, swhat can render to
the Lord for all his goodness to me ? From
what fearful depth # ruin have been
snatched! Once I met some of my old
companions, who so set upon me to draw
me to drink with them, that l thought
Satan must have urged them on. Another
time, I went walking on, and found my
self at the door of the poison-shop, without
knowing how I got there but God gave me
strength to turn instantly away, and not
linger a moment to daily with temptation.
L could not help thinking, as l was
reading this holy book, when that snowy
dame came in from whose hand | SO often
took the poisonous cup, how much l owed
to God for saving me from ruin, and giving
me that peace and satisfaction in religion
which 1 now enjoy; and making me, 1
hope, blessing to you all. O, what a
love was the love of Christ to poor sinners
He gave his own blood as our precious
ransom; he came to save us from our sins
that We may serve him in newness Of life.
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