The Hillsborough recorder. [volume] (Hillsborough, N.C.) 1820-1879, 1851-01-29
Prom Ms. whi,,tl-.yi. Magazine.
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the mother in all questions ofdumestie i
duty and obligation, 20 those who come
within the reach of her influence.
wish here to relate an incident in the
course Of INV own history which may be /
Of use TO Others in similar circumstan-
ces.
In the pleasant village in which
resided, NJ the time of my narrative, |
there stood low tenement under the !
shadow Of am old mansion house, which
was usually occupied BY some poor ia
mily. Ii looked lonely and comfort
less enough in the vicinity Of large.
substantial Buildings surrounded with
all the appliances Of wealth, and filed
with the good things of this life. But
there IL stood for many year, the i'm
habitants moving in and coming out
without exciting attention or inquiry.
At length il was occupied by family.
consisting ofan aged widow. her daugh-
ter, and two young children. taking
with them, unhappily. a ruined repu-
tation and its frequent attendant, pow
erty.
They had come from the outskirts of
the parish and planted themselves down
in our village-the abode Of wealth, Of
good order, propriety, Of even good
ness, of piety. and just within reach of
the church
What was to be donef For some
weeks no one noticed them, or thought
it even safe to employ them, as was
before customary with the occupants
Of this poor tenement. Yet there was
something touching in the fact that the
poor daughter, in her deso!ation, had
yentured to approach so near with her
helpless charge-that old woman her
mother, and those two children her
nieces. Aud for what purpose had she
come hither to this central spot Of light,
and morality, and literature, and re-
ligionr Apparently, it was to gain a
livelihood for these dependents, and by
her single arm to give them bread and
clothing.
II was a providential circumstance,
that just at this time | was in want Of
a washerwoman, and in making inquiry
the story Of this poor girl was related
-" But" added my informant, " you
cannot employ her; she is SO dishonest
nothing is safe within her reach"
"Poor thing; has She, then, in hel
despair, been driven to this method ol
sustaining that tremblingold woman and
those children of miseryf ! think
will venture to employ her."
Well, you may if you please; but
advise you to lock up your stores, and
even your cellar. She is a cunning
creature, and / would count every ar
ticle you give her."
That day Nj. was sent for, and the
next morning she made her appearance,
looking strong and able to do good
days work.
At the customary hour the boil for
payers summoned the family. M. was
particularly invited to be present, She
sunk into corner of the room; the
Bible was read, and in the prayer that
followed, her case was distinctly and
tenderly remembered.
The stores were not locked up that
day, ner the cellar door fastened, nor
even the clothes counted. At night
she was well paid, and had bundle
extra to take home to the old mother.
Week after week she came. Nothing
was lost. We left her alone in the
kitchen hour after hour. She went down
to the cellar for her soap when she
pleased. She saw the well-filled barrels
of meat, and sometimes good large
piece found its way into her bundle al
night; but it was never stolen!
One day, as Nj. stood washing, ! said
/" DO you never go to meetingF"
"No, MAMA"
/ And why not, M"
| /" Because | have nothing to wear"
"What do you need!"
"Oh, only cloak. | could go if
had one. / have the materials, but car
get no one to make it for me.''
Bring 1t to me. NJ, anu you sidi
have it made"
The next Sabbath, in the pew neares
the door, sat the poor girl. with a warn
cloak and hood.
Not long after this, drew near t
her one day and inquired into the wei
fare of her soul; for if the soul has cos
the blood Of the Son of God, is it no
worth a fesc poor ,cords /? So SAID
en-, do you ever think that you mus
die, and are you prepared for eterni
tyr"
, The poor creature stopped her wash
ing and burst into flood of tears.
"Oh, am SO wretched. | am sucl
. a sinner"
!" And how long have you feltwretch
ed, M.f"
Ever since first entered thi
, house, ma'am. That prayer which you
, husband offered for me went to m
: heart. thought, well, if the ministe
thinks am worth PRAYING for, | ougll