The daily crescent. [volume] ([New Orleans, La.]) 1848-1851, 1851-01-09

the gaudily dressed Mrs. Crowder, conyersing with
an obsequious neighbor.
Why, Mrs. Crowder, I really must say you
have things in the first style What elegant pa
pefng what noble chairs what pair Of FIRE
screens all So bright and fresh Then, the ele-
giant stone copings % your windows, and those
beautiful French window frames And you have
been sending your daughters to the genteelest
boarding school your shop is lhe best furnished,
and your cellars the best filed in all this part
81 Lunun. Where can you find the needful for all
these grand things Dear Mrs Crowder, how do
you manage
Mrs crowdol smpered, and cast look Of smil-
ing contempt through the half open door, into the
shop, filed with droughty customers. The fools
pence-it's Is EHg POOLS FENCE that does it for
Us. she said. And her voice rose more shFill and
loud than usual, with the triumph she had felt
Her words reached the ears Of one customer
George Manly, the carpenter, who stood near the
counter. Turning his eyes upon those around him.
he saw pale sunken cheeks, infalned eyes, and
ragged garments lie looked through the door into
the parlori and looking glasses and pictures and
gliding, and fne furniture, and rich carpet, and
Miss Lucy in silk gown, at hef piano and he
thought TO himself how strange i ISL how curious
that all this wretchedness on my left hand ould
be made to turn into all this rich f3crY o. my
'sWeH, sir-and what 5 ior you aa
voice which had made the FOOLS E aa
his ears.
a glass Of GIN man. IS what l was waiting
for but think We paid the last fool 5 eaas that
shall put down on this counter for many long
day
Manly hastened home His wife and his Two
ltle girls were seated az work They were thin
and really in want Of food. The room looked very
eheegless and their fre was small as hardly to
be ielt yet the duest observer would have been
struck BY the neatness that reigned
It was joyful surprise to them, his returning 50
early that night and returning sober, and in good
humor
Your eyes are weak tonight. wife, said
George, or else you have been crying I'm afraid
you work too much by candle light
His wife smiled and said, igorltUg does not
hurt my eyes and she beckoned to her little boy,
who was standing apart, IN corneT-evidently as
culprit.
Why, John, what's his see . said his
father Come and rell me what you have been
doing
John was plain spoken boy and had straight
forward way. He came up to his father, and
looked full in his face, and said, The ba
ker came for his money tonight. and would not
leave the loaves without it; but though he was
cross and rough, lie said mother was not to blame,
and that he was sure you had been drinking away
all the money and when be was gone, mother
cried over her work. buf5 Z; n Z, not say any thing
did not know chat she Gyoss-60dog till saw her
saTs dropping on her 4. sosS9Ss esa w. en said bad
shsfy bePeysster 9oad words were, Jotll5rs
y Son so9l-lo bbls a pigs feet wearing, hope IF
% % s9ehs s corn @ 0hn ooosing said YOU were q
b0adtss to! said bad, father r.
lNld they were bad words, / am sure, said his
mother " but you are forgiven; so now bring me
some coal from the box
George looked at the face Of his wife; and as he
met the tender gaze Of her mild eyes now turn to
him, the felt the tears rise in his own. He rose
up. and putting money into her hands, he said
There are my weeks wages. Come, come, hold
out beth hands, for you have not got all yet Lay
It out Tor the best as you always do. | hope this
will be beginning OF better dongs on my part
aud happier days on yours"
George told his wife, after the children were
gone to bed that when he saw what the pence Of
the poor could do towards keeping up a fine house
and dressing out the landlords wife and daughters
and that when he thought Of his own hard-wofk-
ing, accomplishing Susan and his children in |
want and almost in rags, while he was sitting |
drinking, night after night destroying his health |
and strength, he was so struck with sorrow and |
shame, that he seemed to come to himself |
at last He determined, from that hour, never
again to put the Intoxicating glass to his lips
More than year afterwards, one Sunday after
noon, as Mrs. Crowder, of the Punch Bowl was |
walking with her daughters 70 the tea-gardens, they
were oyertaken by violent shower OF rain and had
become at least half drsnehed when they entered
a comfortable looking house, distinguished BY its |
comforts and hdness from all others near it. Its
good-natured mistress and her two girls did all they
could to dry and wipe away the rain drops and mud
gled and soled, and to repair, far as possible,
every mischief done to their dresses and persons.
When all had been done that could be done and |
as Miss Lucy said, they began to look themselves
again, Mrs, Crowder, who was lolling in huge I
arm chair, and amusing herself by stare at every
thing in the room, suddenly started forward, and
addressing herself to the master Of the house, whose
Bible and whose face had just caught her eye
Why my good man, we are old friends; know
your face m certain still there is change in
you, though can't exactly say what it Isl
used to be nragged clothes and ont Of health
said George Manly, smiling; now, thank God, 1
am comfortably clad, and in excellent health.
But how is it, Baid Mrs. Crowder that we
never catch sight Of you now ?n
Madam, said he's am sure wish You well
nay, have reason to tlspk you; for words Of yours
first opened my eyes sny own foolish and wicked
and half starved, only this time last year. Look at
them, ii you please, now--for sweet contented
looks, and decent clothes / Il match them with any
mans wife and children. And now, madam, I tell
you, you told friend Of rs one day last year
-'tis FOOLS PENCE tlgfI lneaH tk3s tof IS.
The fools pence !-lS to Say, tie pence 4
earned by honest sos aens 81
can ask the BIZ si lt pPda he peiee
Mrs. O. recovered he q she
had loe
Hltll t8fes or the First and Last
Minute.
MINUTES PAss.-Ths anxious husband psces
across his study. He is father; a man child Is
born unto him Minutes pass. The child has
been blessed with parent whom it cannot recog-
Mise and pressed to that bosom to which instinct
alone guides it for sustenanoe--the young wife, TOO
has aintlY answered to the husbands questions
and felt his warm kiss on her forehead
HoURs PAss.-The low meanings from the
closely covered cradle, tell Of the first want Of its
infant occupant. The quiet tread OF ihe nurse
spesks Of suffernus around her s,.,l;la ber sl.J
oountenance says that the very suffering which
she Is trying TO alleviate IS source Of low and the
nameless articles which from time to time she ar
ranges the hearth, tell Of new caimanl ior the
eourtesies and attentions Of those who have pro.
gressed further on the pathway Of existence.
DAYS PAss.-Visitofa ERE thronging the cham
Der ard the mother pale and interesting after her
recent illness Is receiving sheI congratulations and
listening proudly 10 their praises 81 the little trea-
sure, which lies asleep IN its rocking bed at her