Muscatine journal. [volume] (Bloomington, Iowa) 1849-185?, 1854-01-13

memory of his unpaid tailor's bills, mad,
the sound of his voice, spite of every effor
to prevent it, anything but cheerful.
Il don't see anything Of Mr.. Morton here
Where is hep remarked the young lady who
had compelled Irwin to purchase the Gu,
glass cologne bottles for her.
q could not persuade him to come,' Irwin
replied. - So
'Afraid Of his money, l presume; ha! hal
sYes. ] suppose so.' . sa5 .;s..
well, 1 have no charity for such mean
kind of people, the young lady went on to
say. 81 don't suppose he has ever given
away anything in his life.'
Sister expected him to come for her, :
Emma said; sand she will be very much dis
appointed :. ..,s;. i ,r,.sa-s,
sid cut his acquaintance, if j were she.'
sAnd she will, too,' said Emma, warmly.
Irwin interposed d word for his friend;
but twas at once voted by acclamation that
Edward Morton was young man of mar
row mind and mean spirit. y1o) arEr>
Il only wish had his resolution and good
sense, and were once clear of this gang of
pick pockets,' sighed Irwin, in inward Bit
terness of spirit. 4eatlre hasag gap
But it was not yet to he. He had 1--WE
dollar note left, and every fair sale,woman
seemed to know it. Turn which way he
would, with Emma on his arm, he was met
with smiling invitation to buy, or jeered
good humoredly for not having liberal feel
ings. He were more than weak, vain man,
TO stand all these, especially as his fair
a prompt 'No, We have done our part to-
night z aaE .gsanoa esi j4s .ste2
take chance in this raffe?' said a sales
woman, catching hold of his arm, and ar
resting his course almost by main strength.
"a rattle, oh, a rafie.' exclaimed Emma,
turning quickly toward beautiful rocking
chair, a pair of ottomans and piano stool,
all richly covered with worsted needle work,
and Of course her attendant turned with her.
"a chance in the rocking chair for your
fair friend, and two for you in the ottomans
and piano stool, said the saleswoman,
holding up paper containing the names of
the chance holders; shat is the rule to-
night for every gentleman and lady,
sWhat are the chances?' asked irwin.
sOnly two dollars in the rocking chair,
and dollar and half each IN the piano
stool and ottomans. just FIVE dollars.
Shall put down your name?
Emma Grant, replied Irvin's friend, not
waiting for her companions reply.
'And your nane?' said the woman, look
ing him in the face.
James Irwin replied the young man,
mechanically.
'Yes, very well. The rattle will take place
on Friday evening" nasaA /.
Irwin had now a talismanic form Of words
whenever asked to buy.
81 have laid out all my money caused
every importantly to cease instantly.
Though relieved at this, he could not but
perceive and feel the changed manners of
those who were so ready to court his atten-
tion. Having got all of his money, smiles
anu WOfuo Wouiu uoNc DC0u lOct Oh
him, and but few, therefore, were thrown
away on SO unpromising an object. Emma,
too, seeing that she had little more to hope
for, soon proposed to return home; and,
glad to escape from place that had lost to
him all attraction, Irwin bade it good night,
and turned away.
After Irwin had left Morton, in the early
part of the evening, the latter went to his
trunk, and taking thence some money, put
on his hat and walked out. The quickness
of his step indicated that he was not bent On
stroll, simply for relaxation, after the
business of the day. Twenty minutes walk
brought him to the door Of small house in
the suburbs, which he entered without
knocking.
sGood evening, Ellen he said to q pale
and delicate looking woman, who sat sewing
at small table.
sGood evening, brother Edward, respond
ed the woman, rising with smile Of pleas
ure on her face.
sHow do you feel tonight, Ellen, asked
her brother, kindly. 50
sWell, don't know, EDWARD, that l feel
any better, but don't think Pm any worse
she sald, with an effort to smile cheerfully.
Il am afraid, sister, you sit too long at
your needle ~
Perhaps do. But then, Edward, you
know that cannot be idle.'
sYes, know that, Ellen; you have need
Of the toll of many more hours than you can
give. But you must spare yourself little
more if possible.' a.
There was a sadness in the young mans
tone that touched the heart Of his sister.
He had ever been to her kind brother, and
she loved him with pure, unsel6sh, sisterly
affection. II moved her feelings with unu-
sual tenderness, whenever he seemed to be
borne down by consciousness of her hard
lot, without the power Of relieving it fully.
A young widow, poor, in i'll health, with two
small children, her condition, it may readily
be imagined, was one of many privations
and many hard trials. Her brother was re-
ceiving salary of but four hundred dollars,
as clerk and salesman in retail dry goods
store. Out Of this he paid one hundred
and fifty dollars for his boarding and
clothes; washing, and few other necessa-
ries. took an equal sum. The balance of
one hundred dollars he regularly handed