Portage sentinel. [volume] (Ravenna, Ohio) 1845-1854, 1854-02-01


sstance. The negress was not at home, and she
waited an hour, not daring to leave the bedside
till she returned. $50. ..... .t ... s... .......
The heart of the negress was warm, and she
readily interested herself in relieving the distress
of Mrs. Wilson. Procuring a piece of ice, she
broke it into small fragments, and inclosng it in
cloth, applied it to the head of the sufferer.
Bringing from her own room glass in which
she had prepared the medicine usually given, she
administered the remedy, and promised to wait by
the sufferers side till Emma's return. With a
heavy heart, the poor girl left the house, to sell
her watch, the cherished gift of her lover, who had
a year before departed for California-and to pro-
cure the attendance of physician.
." ".f CHAPTER II. H
Before pawnbroker's shop in St. Charles
street, Emma paused, as fin doubt whether to en-
ter Her heart beat violently, and she trembled
with agitation as she thought of the peril of ex-
posing herself alone to the rapacity OF the ILL
favored looking man, who stood behind the coun-
ter ... ...
But sick, perhaps dying mother was suffer-
ing for want of the ordinary neccssaries of life.
"Will you buy this watch!' asked she, in tremb-
! ling tones, as she drew the cherished memento of
her absent lover from her bosom and laid it upon
the counter. ...
The eyes of the pawnbroker glittered with
pleasure as as he saw the watch. 1t was an ele-
giant and valuable one, and reused all the averice
in his narrow SOUL as he picked it up. 1t was the
property of needy suppliant, and the prospect of
good bargain called up all the lulcness of his
nature. ..s
Without deigning reply to the question of
Emma, he turned it ovel, opened it and minutely
examined its construction.
the mans face was any key to the thought
within him, there was demon in his SOUL
With dramatic start Of apparent surprise, he
fixed his keen eye upon the works of the watch.
"No. 1872 said he, reading the number while
his brow was wrinkled up into majestic frown.-
"Where did you get this watch, young woman?'
Emma was confused; as what maiden would
not have been asked such a question in reference
to such a gift! .
"Ha, you are SILENT" exclaimed the pawnbro-
ker; "just as supposed when first put my eyes
upon it," Dig. ....
"Pray, what do you mean, sir!' asked Emma,
the warm blood mounting to her cheek. --
'sWhat do mean, ell! Well that's cool any
how ..
"Give me the watch, sir; will sell it at some
other place. said Emma, frightened by the rude,
strange behavior of the broker. .....
81 think not, young woman; but will send for
an officer. r
"An officer! what can you mean, sir! Pray,
give me the watch, and etme be gone"
"What can I mean! You do not know, do
you" 4a ....- r... &c.. ..
"Indeed do not" replied Emma, confused and
trembling with fear. ......
"The watch was stolen, young women," said
the man, with lofty, frown on his brow
"Stolen! indeed it was not!' exclaimed Emma,
aghast with alarm at the terrible charge. ;,,
"No. 1887" continued the man, taking small
account book from the shelf; "there is the num-
ber. 1t was stolen from my shop" s5,a,.
"There's some mistake; brought that watch
with me from Boston," ..... -.l ....
"Did yOu!' sneered the broker, "perhaps you
can tell me where you got it then" m pa, ..
81 can, sir" and Emma paused in confusion.
The thought of exposing her hearts secrets to-
stranger, to rude vulgar person like the bro
ker, was ntolerable and she shrank from it.
"You can, but you will not" continued the
broker with sarcastic leer upon his thin, cadav-
erous face. Haa#. .a... .-..
10 SIT was given to me by a FRIEND" replied EN-
ma. of y.e H' fer .E....
"Given to you by friend! Well that is good
one! Your friends must be better off than you
"They are indeed" rs: a.s ssar.... O.
"Of course you will not expect me to believe
that any body would give the like of you gold
watchp' continued the merciless prosecutor, COM
ing from behind his counter to the middle of the
shop; "Iwill just call in policeman; perhaps you
can make his honor, the Recorder, believe that it
was given to you. a f5j'i" lalseh gg'
"In pity, sir, do not expose--" aa.i ,xst
"Hah, you confess the theft, do you?" interrupt
ed the broker, with cruel leer upon his cold,
repulsive countenance. agd+9a9 81 al a{
sG"No sir, am not guilty of the theft. I beg
you not to expose me to annoyance and delay"
swell turned upon my word."a s1a3sa gli
sa"The watch smine, sir; give tito me. Pray
do not detail me; my mother has just beentaken