The Hillsdale standard. [volume] (Hillsdale, Mich.) 1851-1909, 1853-06-28

considerably; 'and regret my own loss, as
have need ofthe money, but as you cannot pay
for the brig, you had better hand me the bill Of
sale. and let ~ destroy H.
Henry drew from his pocket the precious
document. and while he examined it from top
to bottom, he said TO Mr.. Holmes: This af-
fair has been to me like pleasant dream. not
| ouly on account of my aspirations fer Mary.
which you are acquainted with but day after day
/ have felt growing energy for business.
sort of constructing of the mind. determina-
tion, with such noble beginning, to proceed
cautiously but steadily to do what ought TO
have done years since. Then, Mr.. Holmes as
tho bill has yet some days to run before can
pc chargeable with violation of contract, will
restore ir to my pocket-book, and if / cannot
dream as have done, / shall not at least be
awakened too suddenly.
Mr.. Holmes of course consented, as he real
ly had no right to claim tho vessel until tho
forty days should have expired; and Henry
went up to tel Mary of the new turn his luck
had taken.
Though Mary respected her father too much
to fool pleasure in Hcnry's new possession, bnt
gr:yed at his bitter disappointment.
'Ib4 dream said Henry doubtingly, that
cream has not vet come to pass.
Some days after that there was rs usual,
gathering at the post office. at some distance
from the shis yard, awaiting the arrival OF the
inaii. The stage at the usual hour drove up,
and the driver said as he handed the mail bag
into the house, TINT he guessed there was bet
ter news to-day than lie had brought since tho
victory on tho lakes.
Another victory, Mr.. Woodward
No. not any victory, but Peace
Can you tell me- said dapper looking
young gentleman, as he slipped from tho staigo
where | can find Mr.. Holmes tho owner of tho
brig Hevetius?
Mr. Holmes lives on the hill yondcr,' was
the reply, 'but it is thought thnt he does not
own IIelvetius now.
Has he sold her.
Yes
4 am sorry for tha,--who is the owner
'Mr. Bradford--ths young man who you SEQ
reading the newspaper
The stranger stepped into tho house. and
inquired of Henry whether ho would sell the
brig.
Henry said he would chccrfully part with
her.
AT what prcer
AT the peace price.
Stage is ready said Mr. Woodward the
driver.
I'VE will ride over to The village said Hen
ry, 'and converse on tho matter as wo 90 a
long,
Henry soon emerged from the stage coach
and hastcncd to Mr. Carvcrs.
you loo; cheerfully,' said Mary.
Il have drawn another przcr
Not another. hope?
yes. and a large onc:I have sold tho brig
for twenty thousand dollars TO n Boston honse.
and am TO be at Plymouth at four o'clock to
get my pay al tho bank
But the brig was not yours, Henry. Sure
y you are net deranged---you could not hold
he brig after the mistake of the prize was cor.
reotad.'
>, 'There is just where you are mistaken. Ma
~. rnvrv to 49,. L;-h ~riamc of for
y days from the date for he payment. Say
nothing 10 any one cr,,d Henry, and will
De with before I sleep
What's the matter with HonryF said Mrs.
Carver as she entered the room; has he drew
mother prize?
4 guess not mother said Mary, only dre-
lning again, perhaps
At nine o'clock Henry arrived from Ply
mouth with an accepted draft for ten Thousand
lollars i'm favor Of Mr.. Holmes, and a bank
ook in which no had a credit for the same
nm and the brig Mary made some of the most
profitable voyages that were ever projected in
Boston.
She was in the East India trade, and as her
eturn was noticed in the newspapers, and it
vas usually announced about the same timo
hat the very respectable family of Bradford
lad an increase. Henry was won't to exclaim,
Iuckris everything!
Some wears after that, twenty FIVE at least as
was riding into Plymouth with Bradford and
lis grand daughter, referred to the anecdotc
nd the conclusion. that luck is everything.
"rhere may be something in luck said he:
bot the hope which gathered while held
he ticket. with the belief that had drawn
rize: the resolutions 1 formed while sitting
nd gazing at the lofty spars of my'brig: and
onfidng virtue, the fiial.piety, and the per-
ect lone of Mary, did oil for me, and should
ave been rich without the brig; SO you see, it
yas hope, contemplation, woman.s virtue, wo-
mans piety and woman,s love. that made mo
that am And let me add, friend c, that
ou and owe moro to woman than the world
redfts to her. Let US, at least do her Justice