The Portsmouth inquirer. [volume] (Portsmouth, O. [Ohio]) 1849-1855, 1855-02-09
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tsee it then, but see It now. At first
thought the loss Of my property was 4 ca ca
lamity!but sir, It was ablessihg, aBlessing
in disguise Look at ush now, and sec L
we are not happy--'andt Z continued Leu
son, with great animation, TO morrow. YOU
shall eeimy'ehildreiYa Yoa, will have to
Prise early.if 7yous would hear their first
shout Of joy, aadsee, their first smile Of
.lgladness. t,.II,s q
Il THANK God, Lydia, murmured the old
man os he turnedtowRd his nieeeI 'your
plan has been blessed ...scI z n IA
i Lauspn Watkins gazed first upon his
wife and then upon her uncle, He was
puzzled. His wife caught his gaze, and
with convulsive movement sprang to-
wards him and threw her arms around his
neck
ooh, forgive me, my husband, forgive
me-, she exclaimed, while the tears stream
ddown het checks.is Ssa as<
Forgive you! FOX whal2, What does
this mean?' gaspeli the; young man as, I'D
4 disongaged his wife arms from his nec1
land looked into hefface.Sso gia saJe 40
Why said1cAdam Landgrave, stslie
wants you to forgive her for saving you'd
life! Sit down., Lydia, aud I'll tell him
ALL gsTa2'sE Ir a ..;, aN.Sl 81
1 The wife sank into a chair, and then the
old man resumed: va
Ill explain the whole mystery to YOU
In few moments, Lauson. You know
how deeply you had become absorbed I'M
harrassinS business, and how increasingly
you devo!ed your time to the mereacqulre-
mcnt OF money. Your wife saw that you
were losing health and strength, and that
you were becoming entirely lost to her and
her children, in the mazy depths,of money,
making. This later burthen she could,
have borne without murmur, but when
she saw thasy you were surely making yottri
I,way prema!ugely to the grave, she tIioughtI
to arrest your steps. She told you her
Tears, but you needed them no.. She saw
that the hand OF the destroyer WAS npon
you, and 5ha; you only plunged the moro
deeply into the fell excitement that. was
killing you. La thcex:repity she came to,
me, apl begged Of me to assist her in
Saving you Iknew of but one way and.
l tofd myc chitd oflvhat. She made me-
promise i,would carrytitint, execusion : 4
Il was 9seyere task, but | determined to
perform i. ] drew all your money away
from you. and when I knew that I had
your last dollar in my possession, / prs-i
Tended to fail !, Whea / say-yorir, misery
upon the occasion, / was tenn pied 10 dis,
close to You the plot; but / resolved that Il
would go through WITH what / had CON- COM
Imeneed ;aat the same time earnestly iptay..
ing tha. il, might all end for yourshenefis.a
T. And now, coatiuued the old maa,
drawing heavy package from his breast
Epockes, the deception has lasted Ioas
Fenoagh. Here af64two hundred and three
lthonsanddollsrs.1eI took them from you
to save your life, and make my dear child
happy. return them to ryou, believing
| you will not blame me for whatI have
done. ~ ~. S',''- f" '''iA ..'E'"'a '@s''''
bauson. Watkins was bewildercd at first,
but gradually ithecloud was dispehed:from
MS mind. .,a, j 1foa,.lE ,.a .o.,Y
+ ~, Lauson, my husband, can you for,
tgive meT rrepeatedLydia. ~ ''t 80
Iheredeeined man strained his wife 70
his bosom, and while tears rolled idownhis
cheeks, 10 cried-77t ,y j ,s,a "A, ,ss,r -
Forgive YOU no, mo, my angel Of q
wife: have nothing to forgive. cant
only bless you-bless you with my:whole
heart and soul And you, too, my generfI
Gus friend, he added; extending his hand
cannot speak all 'how-T caniiotl ten Won
all | feel'A /: Z 4aIc7;h 70 s,Y.s5i lsassmI
That was an evening ofiovand thankful
ness. On the nexs morpinS uncle Land.
grave was up early, butnot early enouiggb
70 catch the first smile of the children, for
he found them Just coming in from the
garden. with their hands, full Of flowers
for m their farher and mother.
The cbillren-the two eldcst--bad a
faint recollection of Uncle Laudqraye, but
they soon learned to love him., and 50 we'll
did he love them and all else about him
that he determined to make the ccttaoe his
home. Lauson Watkins was once mere a
rich man, but he did not leave the house
where he 81, we'll learned tbe great lesson
NJ ,l;fa Ho,enr;cbeJ, 4 viii raro frn;t. |
VI ny tNcSiit'ei'ou ~ WIZ iae Alu'.S
sna P.cas'ns orhauen's' anu '.oip oue t n,S
poun'y 10 Sou5nI - 10 soou " his iei,
lows. lie WIS happy man, anu tney lad