Cooper's Clarksburg register. [volume] (Clarksburg, Va. [W. Va.]) 1851-1861, 1852-11-17
TRUST IN GOD AND PERsEvERE

TRUST In GOD AND PERSEyERE.
Why SO sad, Ernest ?" said the young
wife to her husband, affectionately twi-
ming her arms around his neck, and kis-
sing him.
He looked up with a sad smile and re-
Piled, 81, am almost out of heart, Mary.
profession is the worst. Here l have been,
week after week, and month after month,
and l may soon say year after year, wait
ing for practice, yet without success. A
lawyer may volunteer in a celebrated
case, and so make himself known, but a
physician must sit patiently in his Office,
and if unknown, see men without half his
requirements rolling in wealth, while he
perhaps is starving And it will soon
come to that" added he bitterly, elf l
do not get employment"
An unbidden tear stole into the wife
eye, but she strove to smile, and said:
" Do not despond, Ernest. 1 know
you have talents and knowledge to make
your way as soon as you get a start and
depend upon it," she said, with cheer
full look, ''that will come when you least
expect it,
| " So you have told me, often told me,
but the lucky hour has never come," said
the husband, despondingly. 'tAnd now,
every cent of our little fortune has been
expended, and our credit will soon be
gone, when it is found that we do not
| pay. What then is to become of us %
| Ernest was in mood which the most
sanguine sometimes experience when dis
appointment after disappointment has
crushed the spirit, and the voice of hope
is no longer heard within. His wife
would have given way to tears if she had
been alone, but she felt the necessity of
sustaining him, and answered cheerfully
"And what if every cent is gone
Have no fear that we shall starve. God
sent ravens to feed Elijah, and he will
yet interpose for your aid. Trust in him
dear Ernest"
The husband felt rebuked as he thus
spoke, and answered less despondingly:
'tBut really Mary, this want of success
would try the stoutest spirit. The me-
chanic, the day iaborer, and the hum,
blest farmer is sure of food and raiment
but have spent years in study, have
wasted years besides, waiting for practice
and now, when all my fortune is gone, il
l resort to other means of livelihood,
lose all that have spent, both time and
money, and must forever abandon the
idea of pursuing my profession. 1t is toe
hard!' and he arose and walked the room
with rapid strides.
His wife sighed and remained silent.
But after a moment or two she arose
went up to him, and fondly encircline
| him with her arms, said:
&c Dear Ernest, you must not worry
yourself so. You think it painful for me
to bear poverty, l know, or you would
not take it so hard, but woman never
regards such things when she loves. A
crust of bread and log cabin would be
preferable to me if l shared them with
you, than palace with any other. Bu
it will not come to this. Something withir
assures me that you will yet be great and
rich. Have patience only little longer
There, there is knock at the door, may
be it's for YOU"
AS if her words had been prophetic
the little girl, their only servant, appeared
at this crisis, and said the doctor wa:
wanted in a great hurry. With an exul
ting smile, his wife ran for his hat, anC
then sat down with beating heart tC
await his return.
1t was almost the first summons tha
that the young physician had received
though he had resided in the village
more than year. The place too, wa:
large and populous, but there resided me
dical men of large practice, and all those
combined to put down their rival. More
than once, heretofore, Ernest would have
! obopdoned the field in despair but hi