Carroll free press. [volume] (Carrollton [Ohio]) 1834-1861, 1855-01-25

lnem. lhey oeoase u IN toe eyes OF the world,
for very few take the pains TO separate the gold
from the dTOss; and they make their eonVsrss-
ton very unWeleOms. to say the least 70 many
good people whose taste and refinement turn
from everything Of the kRd As for me, am
plain man. and don't pretend to much taste,
but don't like such things. Let not your
good be evil spoken Of
Lucy always listened to her fathers words
With glimpse Of the beauty in simple religion.
standing BY itself. refining and ena' ling sbe
lost Il again whtn she viewed the be in which
Mrs. Tabitha snveIOPed hers and she Won-
dered whether 1t was only robe, and not a
uecessa,y adjunct
Lucy was fond Of gay cOlOn. aud feathers
and flowers. aud aunt Tabilha cast up her
eyes at the siG bit of them part of the vani-
ties Of life. Lucy's perfectly formed frame
and bounding spirits ilnpelled her 10 the nat
tura! exercise of dancing, and aunt Tabitha
held it was a crying sin in a church member to
allow his daughter to conform so much to the
world. But Lucy danced on, and sung on, as
much a child as she was at twelve years Of
age
In the outskirts Of the village at Greendsle
stood dilapidated cOttsge--hut, rather. The
reckless, dogged look Of the man who sat
smoking his pipe in the doorway, aud the lazy
dirty children who lay about, told the character
of the inhabitants. The good people Of Green.
dale had Missionary society, and society for
the relief Of the poor but the poor must be
worthy deserving Objects not ragged, idle
outcastS, and all their missionary svmpathies
were engaged for fields on the other side OF
the world, (BaniObOOla Cha, Perhaps,) over
looking the real missionary glound at their ve'
ry doors. They thought more of educating
little East Indians, who, even when elevated.
would still be an inferior race, than of enlight-
ening those in whose veins ran tn proud Sax
on blood, formed for action and rule, now
swaying th destinies Of the world. Did say
all their sympathies were engaged ? Stop
there we're some visionsries among them who
cried out in horror at the ignorance and moral
degradation Of the New Zealanders, and never
took the trouble to inform Themselves that
there we're those in their own village, in the
heart Of their own New England. who could
hardly answer the ques ion, who made you?
Why no one ever went TO Sam Tucker's
cottage. The ladies had tritd it once. but half
frightened by Sans dark looks they never
come a second time. Joe Tucker, the eldest
son, had grown up to be nineteen or twenty
ignorant and degraded, but not wicked as
might be expected.
One day all Greendale was startled by the
intelligence that a murder had been committed.
Mr.. Read, one OF the largest farmeIs,b bad been
knocked down in his own fields, by blow Of
a rake handle in the hands ofJoe Tucker. The
Young man had been hired as day laborer
dur;ng harvest. Sons alteration had occur
red and in moment of passion he had given
the fatal blow. He had escaped. but the con-
stables we're out after him in every direction
Before the day was over, hsnd.bills had been
spre I'D though the neighboring villages and
Towns, and information sent 10 the Boston and
New York police.
Joe would soon be taken there seemed no
doubt Of that. yet day after day passed, and he
still eluded the search. One afternoon, about
fortnight after the occurrence, Lucy Holmes
vas returning from ramble in the woods,
when she was terribly frightened BY the sud
Gen appearance of Joe Tucker in her path,
Don't scream. Miss, don't scream Ye
needn't be afeared, said Joe, who looked
! ghastly and emsciated, Only listen to me-
Il wouldn'; harm hair Of your head. Cant
you give me morselto eat, I'm starving to
death?
i wish had something for yOu. but l
ha,n't' faltered Lucy.
Then must give myself up he groaned.
I've lived on roots and berries for the last
week. And they'll hang me for getting angry.
/ God knows never meant to kill The man.
Il Yes, they'll hang me, for such as J am have no
friends
t Don't, oh don't talk so.' said Lucy, the
warm tears filing her eyes as she looked on the
wretched outcsst. You have one friend at
least. Indeed would do anything for You !
, could
Joe looked up in surprise. 1t was the first
word Of kindness from stranger thatin the
whole course of his life had ever fallen on his
ear He knew not what to make Of it.
You friend to mef be said. You for
: get who I am :,
No. I do not At this moment would
give almost all possess to have the power to
. dn 5snnlathinn for vou p"