The mountain sentinel. [volume] (Ebensburg, Pa.) 1844-1853, 1853-08-11
EBENSBURG, THURSDiT, August Il, 1853.

light e joy had faded therefrom, giving place to
a strange sadness.
All fhis was now present to the mind of Mr. |
Evereff, and though he tried, once or twice. /
during the boys absence to oni;terate tbese re
ceilectfs9s he was unable to do so.
= thess your mother. John ?" asked the bro |
ker ka---sl, when the lad had returned from bis |
errand.
The question so unexpected that it con-
fnsed him.
.'Shes well-thank you, sir. No-not very
well. eitler-thank you sir''
L And the boy STAGE flushed and his eyes suused
.'Not very well, you say 20 Mr.. Everett spoke
with kinsness, and in tone of interest. tsNot
sick, hepe?''
.sNo. sir; not very sick But
s'But fhat John,'' said Mr.. Everett, encour-
agingly.
.sShe's in trouble" half stammered the boy,
while the color deepened his face
"Ah, indeed! I'm sorry for that. What is
the trouble John?''
The tears, which John had been vainIv stri-
wing to repress, gushed over his face and
with boyish shame for the weakness, he turn
J ed away and struggled for time with his over
mastering feelings.
Mr.. Everett was no little moved by so unex-
pected an exhibition. He waited with new
| born consideration for the boy, not unrnngled
with respect, until a measure OF calmness was
restored
..Johh," he then said, s'if your mother is in
trouble. it may be in my power to relieve her.
80, sri" exclaimed the lad, eagerly, coming
up to Mr.. Everett, and in the forgetfulness of
the moment, laying his small hand upon that of
his employer, ''if you will, you cam
Hard indeed would have been the heart that
could have withstood the appealing eyes lifted
by John Leverling to the face of Mr. Everett
But, Mr., Everett had not a hard heart. Love
of self and the world had encrusted it with in-
difference towards others; but the crust was
now brolien through.
! .'Speak freely. my good lad" said he kindly
ssTell me your mother. What is her trouble?''
ssWe Are very poor SIR Tremuous and
mournful the boys voice. 'sAnd mother
isn't wei. She does all she can; and my wa
ges helpl little. But, there are three of us
childreni and i am the oldest None of the
rest can earn any thing. Mother couldn't help
getting behind with the rent, sir, because she
hadn't the money TO pay it with. This morning,
the anwho owns the house where we live, came
for some money, and when mother told him that
she md none, he got oh. So angrE. and fright
ensd MS all He said if the rent wasn't paid by
tomorrow he'd turn all into the street. Poor
mother! She went to bed sick.''
'.How much does your mother owe the man 81
| asked Mr.. Everett
so, it's great deal, sir. I'm afraid she'll never
be able to pay it; and don't know what wen do .
ssHow much ?"
Fourteen dollars, SIR" answered The lad
SIS that all ?' And Mr.. Everett thrust his
hand into his pocket. Here twenty dollars
Run home to YOU mother, and give them to her
with my compliments"
The boy grasped the money eagerly, and, a:
he did so, in irrepressible burst of gratitude
kissed the hand from which he receiv ed it. HC
did not speak for strong emotion choked all ut
terance; but MIR. Everett saw his heart in hi:
large, wet eyes; and it was overaowiDg Will
thankfuness.
s.Stay moment, y said the broker, ms join
Leyering about passing through the door
perhaps had better write note to you
mother"
81 wish you would, sir,', answered the boy
as he came slowly back.
A brief note was written, in which Mr.. Ever
EFT not only offered present aid, but promised
for the sake of old recolections that now were
crowding fast upon his mind, to be the widow.
, future friend.
For half an hour after the lad departed, th,
broker sat musing, with his eyes upon the floor
His thoughts were clear, and his feelings tran
quill. He had made, that day, the o
two thousand dollars by single transaction
but the thought of this large accession to hi:
! worldly goods did not give him tithe of tht
: pleasure he derived from the bestowal of twentJ
dollars. He thought, too, of the three hundred
dollars he had lost by misplaced confidence /;
. | yet, even the shadow cast from that ewnt
began to fall upon his heart, the bright facj of
, John Leyering was conjured up by fancy and
all sunny again.
MIR. Everett went home to his family on'thst
evening, cheerful minded man. Why !? Not
? becaucse he was RICHER by nearly two thousand
= dollars. That crcumstance would have pessess-
ed no power to lift. him above the stAdowed,
fretful state which the loss of three hunlred had
: produced. Why? He had bestowed of his
abundance, and thus made suffering helrts glad;
and the consciousness of this was pertading his
bosom with warming of delight.
!, Thus it is that true benevolence carries with
it, ever a double blessing. Thus it is, that in
l giving more is often gained than in eager accu-
mutation or selfish Withholding - ktctortaL Drasc
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