Plymouth banner. (Plymouth, Marshall County, Ind.) 1852-1855, 1853-12-01
H < BEN EFACTOR

IT Is BETTER TO GIVE THAN TO RECEIVE.
"And SO you strip yourself of comfort
for the sake of adding to this rich merch-
ants gains. If yos was a man and my
brother, should say you was fool
The widow replied with a flushed cheek
at may seem li99h. thing to you, but
the thought tha; ] am slowly and surely
wipinS every stain from my husband 5
honor, is my greatest earthly comfort
MIR Miner is his last creditor, and. God
willing. every farthing shall be paid"
Her coarser relative responded with an
emphatic "fddestick." and humping the
hocr with his cane, angrily left her pres
ence.
AT last have it, said silvery voice
and sweet face, q gold and brilliant,
Frightening up the gloom.
Only see, mother! ten dollars, all nv
own; ten more makes twenty; go we shalt
have a nice little sum for Mr.. Miner"
Tears trembled Oh the widows lashes,
and glit:ered on her pale cheek. at is
to be the price of thy life, precious one'"
she thought. SIS the canker at the heart
of my beautiful flower? Must / give
thee up to weary. wearing toll, sscri-
flee upon the alter of duty? Can it be
that Gcd requires it?"
Eva fIeit down al her mothers feet, q,
where she bad fallen with all thc aban-
don of a child, her glance fastened to the
shining gold. Already the mocking Grim
son OF her cheek had paled TO shade Of
sickly white, and the large dropping eyes
looked only deep and dark-the hope
lighted fire gone out.
Lifting her glance she met that CT her
mother, fall Of anxiety, thouched with
sorrcw. A sudden smile broke over her
delicate features.
Il was only thinking of the endless
things this money would buy-don't look
50 grave, mamma. such beauty of a
warm shaw! for YOU. and a neat crimson
cover for that untidy old arm chair; "a bi. a.,
ever SO little bit Of carpet to put down
By The bed. that your feet need not feel
this cold floor; ard pretty CAP, besides
coal. and tea and sugar, and such nice.
comfortable things. But never mind, p"
and she sprang TO her feet, brushed back
her brown curls, drew on her neat little
bonnet. never mind, IL maybe write IA
book one Of these days. that'i make you
snd rich. And dear mother. you shal.
rlie IN your own carriage, and maybe
those that scorn Us now, only because we
are poor, may be thankful for our notice.
i truce TO romance. she gravely continu-
ed; stern reality tells me TO 50 directly up
to Madison street. find Mr.. Miner, give
him this twenty dollars. take a receipt.
sHd then come home and read and sing 20
my mother. How beautiful it is. HAT
my poor pen will enable me TO pay OFF
all my fathers debts Good. bye, mann
ma. till we meet again.
Hurriedly Eva passed from her house
along the narrow streets. Squalid child
Fen fastened their hungry eyeS on her pity
ing face. Wretched women. with babes
whose little faces seemed those of with
cred old men. leaned against the gloomy
walls. No blade of grass grew there
Smoke and sunshine mingled, till the
dense atmosphere, with its rocking va
pors. glimmered sickly grey. through ell
the same hours that gave sladness and
beauty and health to the wide, free moors,
and quiet, green fields Of Gods blessed
county.
Still, as she went onward, stree. after
street divefged into pleasant width aud
palace lined splendor. The houses of
greatness ard wealth glttered in their
marble beauty under the golden sunl;ssa..:. :.
UP the broad steps. through portals cary
ed and shining, passed the timed steps Of
Eva Sterne.
AT hrsl the pompous servant smiled
contemptuous deniai--but after a mo.
ment, perhaps softened by her childish
and winning blue eyes, he
deemed it best not to deny her urgency;
and she entered this palace of a rich mans
home.
Softly her fee: sunk in the luxurious
hall carpet. Statuary in bronze aud mar
BILE lined all the way TO the stair-case.-
The splendor Of the room into which she
was uShered, seemed to her inexperienced
sight too beautiful for actual use, and he
who came in with his kindly glance and
handsome face, the noblest perfection of
manhood she had ever seen.
well, young LADY," he said, blandly
smiling---"to what am indebted for this
pleasure?'
MY father, sir. died in your debt"
said Eva. blushingly. speaking very low
ana softly. by the strictest economy
and very hard work. we. my mother and
!. have been able to pay all his creditors
but Yourself. Ifyou will be kind enough
to receive the balance of your account in
small sums am sorry that they must