The Jackson standard. [volume] (Jackson C.H., Ohio) 1847-1888, 1853-05-05
brothers right to provide and care for


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Agnes karin rose from her chair pale,
but calm. Listen to me Ernest. What
/ have been you know; what | am now by
Gods dark providence you see, That
have suffered more keenly than evenyou,
who read my heart SO well, can dream
acknowledge.
There is nothing that meets my eye
that is not coarse and repulsive. l have
deprived myself of food, that my child
might not, hunger. have toiIed I'LL
morning 5pr my daily bread. | have nc
earthly flEher save in name but through
oul fiis. Ernest, l have maintained
aspect, and would rather
one dollar, even as a loan
ii1 Nay, hear me out, said she,
iai'yiing 1er hand upon his arm, ashe STROBE
Iimpatiently across thcpom, "This poor
weary heart is tried and tasked to the ut
most. Like Noah's dove, it finds no res
ting place. Nay, spare your reproaches,
and be generous. Think you it cost that
heart nothing to turn coldly away and say
nay?' and hervoice trembled and her eyes
filled. Ernest, my heart may not echo
back words of kindness; the love that is
born Of sorrow is strong, and wild, and
deep, Leave me, Ernest, Do not de-
ceive yourself; it is not brothers heart
Won Offer me. must toll on unaided by
you. The night has been long, tedious
and starless the morning must dawn ere
long. will wait and trust Ill forsake
not myself God will forsake me-
Once more, shall | leave you, Agnes
said the young man, as he took her hand.
God will it, was her low reply.
The door closed upon Enest's retrea-
ting figure then her mothers heart gave
way. Covering her face with her hands,
she wept long and bitterly; then came a
holy calm !! a peace that only those may
know who are self-conquerers.
And where was that earthly father"
He ate, and drank and slept; careless
who befriended his child; careless of the
more than mortal strength she needed to
keep that warm and tried heart from yleI-
ding to the pressure of poverty, tempta-
ton and despair Like as az father
pltieth his children,' were unmeanlng
words to poor Agnes, :,
This isa very corrccttransiation, said
the pedantic Professor Boggs; very
well done, Madam; couldn't hare done
better myseB; and that's the highest
praise can bestow upon itP | suppose
YOU expect to be well paid for it, like the
rest of our applicants, for this sort of
thing?'
Il need all you can give me, said Ag-
mes, dejectedly; it has cost me week
of unremitting labor
VERY p,o-s-s.i-b-l-e,' said the Pro
fcssor, looking at her through his glasses.
Pm told you are the daughter of old
Mr.. Kiarn he's a man that's well off F.;
how came you reduced to this extremity "
(Cuel, avaricious father the dagger
again driven home to that suffering heart
by your neglected hand }
Agnes replied: you will excuse me,
Sir, from entering into the details of my
private history. If the translation pleas
es you, l shall be happy to dispose of it;
if not, | must look elsewhere
Mr.. Boggs returned it with a stately
bow, Agnes found her way into the
open air. The excitement OF her inter
view with Ernest, fasting and fatigue
told atlast. Her steps became unsteady,
her sight failed her; she reeled and fell
upon the pavement.
Drunk : said one of the bystanders,
with sueer.
"A fallen angle!, said another.
Take her to the watch-house !? said a
third.
Here, little girl said rowdy lad,
seizing child, who seemed quite bewil-
dered by the crowd, don't you want to
get sight of the drunken woman| %
No, no T. said the child, struggling to
free herself as he lifted her above their
heads-then, with PIERCING shrek, her
eye fell on the PROSTATE form-Oh, it is
mn mamma my own dear mamma she's
dead my mammal is dead ! and making
her way to her side, she kissed her pale
lips and sobbed, and clung to her neck,
till there was not dry eye in the crowd.
Mr.. Karin, said a little draper man,
as he touched that gentleman'sg sgold-h head
ed cane, do you see that crowd yonder ?
'Yes-ycs-what of it? A crowd IS
nothing-what of It"
Nothing in particular-only they are
looking at your daughter Agnes, who has
tainted from fasting and hard work; and
your little grand-child is sobblng over her
as if her heart would break. Now look
here, sir! respect grey heads; but if it
wasn't for that, I'd call you what the BIZ
BILE calls those who fail to provide for their
own households, morse thaa dnintideN'
Now, I'm rich, childless old man, and
I'm going to take her off your hands
She told my nephew Ernest, when she
nobly refused his assistance, that if she
didn't forsake herself, God wouldn't for
sake her; and He hasn't She's my
daughter from this day, sir and may God
forgive your avaricc J