Plymouth advertiser. [volume] (Plymouth, Ohio) 1853-1988, 1854-01-28

} under his arm 10 dress himself up IN on
Sundays. He reminded me Of the time
when you also was a poor wandering
scholar, and, like this child, wanting for
many things
'And what does he want ?
Just six months Of instruction from
you to make him man, that is ALL
'But has be money TO pay forait!
of course 1 did rot ask him that
well, we will see, Betsy; let him
come in
Betsey went out, but re-entered in
few minutes, holding by the hand slen.
der, delicate y ung boy, with timid down
cast looks. and much emuciated by study
and privations.
Although Mistress Paddy bade him
sit down, he remained standing, turning
in his hands Latin book, upon which he
expected to be questioned.
what is your name!' asked Henry.
The child replied, that he was called
Edward Moore; then he added, in a
trembling voice,
'Wil you please give me few lessons,
and permit me to attend your school p
And what will you give me In return!'
asked Paddy.
! have not much, sir my mother has
x children; my father is in Heaven +,
my younges sister is sickly, and without
the aid of the neighbors, and the kindness
of one or two rich families, and above
all, the kindness Of the good God who
has never abandoned US, we should be
forced 10 beg on the highway
But all that is perfectly Indifferent to
me- replied Paddy, dryly.
4 know it, timidly murmured the
child, 'but have come tn you because
your generosity is proverbial in the coun-
try have about twenty.three shilings,
of which five were given me by the pas.
tor Of the paris. who begged me to save
them in case of sckness;if you will take ten
for quarter, there they are. know it
very little to pay for the favor Of being
instructed by you, but if you will please
to examine me on my Latin, his Rever.
, ence assured me that l could not, in this
; respect, but do you honor
Show me what you possess said the
school master.
The child drew from his jacket pocke
a handkerchief with knot in the corner
and presented it to the school master, whit
stretched out his hand. But Betsy imme
:, diately placed herself between the HUSBAND
, and temptation.
Put tha, in your pocket my child sait
+ she. The master does not want it; HI
wished only to assure himself that yo'
I spoke the truth And leaning towar,
Paddy, she said to him, in cold sever
, voice.
!, Put down your hand, Harry; it is tn
b devil who tempted you to take those lei
n shillings, the mite Of the widows son.
t no longer recognise you
h Then turning toward the child,
h sPut that money in your pocket, Ed
l. ward, and return to morrow
: But the shillings struck the eyes of tn
IS school master, and shorpened his avarice
r He rose suddenly, and with strong arm
e pushing his wife aside, he declared tho
" he would have all or nothing from tn
IT child, for his decided intention was I
: have no more pupils gratuitously. Th
y child, wit hout a murmur, held out tn
handkerchief with all that it contained
], only he added,
n May the Lord send me friend VIII
will give me bread and shelter.
l. Andhe went out, decided to 60, for tn;
it night, and ask hospitality of some goo
% peasant. When the child was gone, Be
sy, trembling with emotion. fell upon
1t chair, and covered her face with her hand
n Paddy had coldly walked toward litt
e. closet hid in the corner of the wall, an
le had opened and deposited in it leatht
r. bag. already well filled, the twenty. .thre
1t shllIings taken from little Moore.
In spite of his GOODNESS and the appa
y ent indifference with which he had accom-
e, plished this villainous action, as it we
m the first time he had failed in his old cha
acter, Paddy felt something like sham,
In order to avoid the reproachful looks
st his wife, he turned his back when he s
ID down, and pretended to be reading. Wha
m ever efforts he made, however, his tho
constantly wandered back to the tin
when he was only poor scholar, an
"a whe her he turned over and over again ii
o, leaves Of his Homer, nothing could G
le face from his mind his treatment OF ii
,e poor child whom he had just robbed so il
Ie humanity. He at last thought he hs
I'd found a relief from the torments oe h
IN conscience and an excuse for his wife,
pronouncing these words:
n You see very well, Betty, that there
l not one of these poor scholars who do'
not possess at least double or the trip
r of what he pretends to have
u, Betty cast upon him look full of pi,
e. and replied by these simple words
f. 'Doyou rank yourself among that nun
j. Der p
Paddy, touched 10 the quick, rose, u,
; setting his chair, gave kick to his ca
r. shut the door violently, and gained |,
m bed.chamber. He feel asleep Meth,
Bs quickly nor easily. He turned and tos