Daily evening star. [volume] (Washington [D.C.]) 1852-1854, 1853-01-29

of tobacco smoke. and sensiblity was blunt
ed in the frequency of the vile exhibitions
that met his gaze.
FIDELITY! That word again came to him,
and the scales fell from his eyes The de-
mon had lost his power, and the serpent was
revealed in all his hideousness.
From pleasure to pleasure, through temp
tation after temptation, in the dance, in the
saloons, in the theatre, his secret monitor
came to him like the voice of fire bell. and
his spirit grew strong under it's admonition.
In seasons of quiet and peaceful enjoyment,
too, the word came to him approvingly, and
his soul received it as beautiful token of
unbroken love, and hope revived.
1t must be confessed, think, that never
yet was printer attended by so faithful
monitor, or by one that was half so we'll
needed.
And now sickness pressed upon Jabez, and
he thought he was going to die. believe
that it always happens that people in love
or homesick people, are more fearful Of
death than others; it is your jolly credit,r,
who, honest man, hopes, by paying the debt
of nature, to pay all the rest he owes, that
is ready to die. The poor printer was sad,
and Fidelity" was heard but faulty in
his dread to 60. He was delirious. His
mind wandered amid early scenes again with
Susan Bray. Her voice he heard in his
dreams exhorting him to fidelity. Again
they stood together upon the old door step
in Beanville, and he was pouring into her
listening ear the story Of his temptations
and his support, and received from her
sweet lips the deserved approval for his
faithfulness. The meeting house came up
in his dream of bliss, and within its walls,
robed in white, stood Susan Bray, and by her
side himself, arraycd in the bravery of holi-
day suit, happy bridegroom.
A new Star arose in Beanville, o sting
innumerabe subscribers, who all paid in
money, and not in buckets and apple sauce;
himself it's editor, and himself the most i'm
portant man in the village, and whispered
about as he walked along the street. Alas !!
twas but the vagary of a diseased mind,
soon dispelled by the officious obtrusion of
spoon with medicine beneath his nose.
Day by day he was watched almost hope
lessly. At last, however, a youthful con-
stitution triumphed over disease and medi-
cine, fearful odds, and he then became
conscious. Bright eyes were beaming over
him; blue eyes, sufused with tears and
Affection Reader, can you guess whose
eyes they were? Right; you have guessed
right the first time. They were Susan
Bray's, as bright and true as when, two
years before, he had left them at Beanville,
though they had shed many tears over his
PROSTATE form during his Inconsistencies
as if he, or any other printer that ever
lived, were worth such solicitude!
The first word they both pronounced was
s'Fidelity," and their eyes proclaimed the
fidelity of their hearts.
1t is now about four years since the FORE
going scene was enacted; and the other
day I received No. l of new paper, called
the Freeman's Star, from Beanville, edited
and printed by Jabez Bee. A letter &C
companied the paper, containing request
that should visit him at home, and that
Susan, his wje, would be delighted to see
me. AS soon as spring opens 1 shall 60.
Success to the printers, say L; and when
temptation is besetting them, as it too often