The Planters' banner. [volume] (Franklin, Attakapas Co., Lou.) 1849-1872, 1853-07-21

l am the oldest. None OF the rest can
earn anything Mother couldn't help
getting behind with the rent, sir, be-
cause she hadn't the money TO pay 1t
with. This morning, the man who
owns the house where we live came
for some money, and when mother told
him that she had none, he got, oh, so
angry! and frightened US all He said.
if the rent wasn't paid by tomorrow,
he'd turn us all into the street. Poor
mother! She went to bed sick"
Chow much does your mother owe
the man 2" asked Mr.. Everett.
60, it's a great deal, sir. Pm afraid
she'll never be able to pay it: and |
don't know what we'll do"
How much 2" .-....
"Fourteen dollars, sir" answered the
lad.
"Is that all ~ And Mr.. Everett
thrust his hand into his pocket. "Here
are $40. Run home to your mother,
and give them 10 her with my compli-
ments."
The boy grasped the money eagerly
and, as he did SO, in an irTepresslbe
burst of gratitude. kissed the hand
from which he received it. He did not
speak, for strong emotion choked all
u,terance; but Mr.. Everett saw his
heart in his large, wet eyes and 1t
was overfowing with thankfulness.
"Stay moment" said the broker,
as John Levering was about passing
through the door. Perhaps had bet
Ter write note TO your mother"
az wish you would, sir" answered
the boy, as he came slowly back.
A brief note was written, in which
Mr.. Everett not only offered present
aid, but promised, for The sake of old
recoHecfions that now were crowding
fast upon his mind, 10 be the widow S
future friend. ...z
For half an hour after the lad de-
parted, the broker sat musing, with his
eyes upon the floor. His thoughts were
clear and his feelings tranquil. He
had made, on that day, the sum of
$4,000 by single transaction, but the
thought Of this large accession to his
worldly goods did not give him a 1.-THE
of the pleasure he derived from the be-
stowal Of $50. He thought, too, Of the
$500 he had lost by misplaced con-
fidence; vet, even as the shadow cast
from that event began to fall upon his
heart, the bright face Of John Levering
was conjured up BY fancy, and all was
sunny again.
Mr.. Everett went home 10 his family
on that evening, cheerful. minded
man. Why? Not because he was
richer BY nearly $4,000 That circum.
stance would have possessed no power
to lift him above the shadowed, fretful
state which the loss of $500 had pro-
duced. Why? He had bestowed Of
his abundance, and thus made suffering
hearts glad; and the consciousness oI
this peryaded his bosom with warming
sense of delight.
Thus il is, that true benevolence car
ries with it, ever double blessing
Tins it is, that in giving, more is often
gained than in eager accumulation ol
selfish Withholding.
Pictorial Drawing Room Companion
4 Little Quakeress in Hurry to ge
Married ed-An amusing matrimonial
story is told of the olden time OF New
England. Ii so fell ont that Two young
people became very much Smitten with
each other, as young people sometime;
do. The young woman's father was a
wealthy QuakeI-the young man wa:
poor but respectable. The father coulc
stand no such union, and resolntely op
posed ii, and the daughter dare not dis
obey-that is to say, she dare not DISC
bey openly. She . met him by moon.
light" while she pretended never te
see him-and she pined and wasted in
spite of herself. She was really In
love, a state of signs and tears which
women oftener reach in Imagination
than in reality. Still the father re-
mained inexorable. Time passed on
and the rose on Mary's damask cheek
passed off. She let no concealment
like a "worm in the bud,n prey on thai
damask cheek, however, but when hel
father asked her why she pined she al
ways told him. The old gentleman
was widower, and loved her dearly
Had it been widow mother who had
Mary in charge, woman's pride never
would have given way before the i'm
portunities of daughter. Men are
not, however, so stubborn in such mat.
ters, and when the father saw that the
daughters heart was really set upon
the match, he surprised her one day by
breaking out: Mary, rather than
NOPE to death, thee had better marry
as thee chooses, and when thee please
And what did Mary2 Wait till the
birds of the air had told her swain of the
change, or wait till her father had time
to alter his mind again Not a bit oi
it. She clapped her neat, plain bonnet
on her head, walked directly into the
street, and then as directly to the mouse
of her intended as the street would
carry her. She walked into the house
without knocking-for knocking was
not then fashionable-and she found
the family just sitting down to dinner.
Some little commotion was exhibited at
so unexpected an apparition as the