The south-western. [volume] (Shreveport, La.) 1852-1870, 1855-05-23

grief, another and different scene was enacted
in a distant part of the city. The elegant man
sion of Judge Marston looked dark and lonely,
save, one apartment, which was, brilliantly
lighted 1t was a splendidly decorated room
the library of that solitary old man-but its
occupant looked sad and detected. Volume
after volume had been thrown aside, after
vain effort to divert the wearied mind with /
reading, and he now paced the apartment with /
hurried steps 1t was the anniversary of the
death of his wife, and Of the birth Of his cast
off daughter. No wonder that he was agita-
ted to an intense degree. No wonder that the
bitter waters of memory overwhelmed his son
from a fountain Of agonizing and remorseful
feelings Every moment his excitement and
agitation seemed to increase, he seized his hat
and cane, resolved to seek relief in the open
air. At that moment the door bell rang vio-
lent1y, ard Mr.. Hargrave was announced.
"Ah," said the judge, ''neyer was friend
more truly welcome than you are, MIR. IT, have
felt excessively lonely this evening, and was
just going to try whether walk would notex-
hlirate my saddened spirits = ~ -7'. ~.,
"And l have come on an errand of mercy,
am here, Judge Marston, to solicit your aid, in
behalf Of poor and suffering woman
Il am ever ready to aid the worthy unfortu
nate. Where does the woman you speak oil
reside? Has she husband and children
Do you know any thing of her history? What
is her name?" These questions were asked IN
hurried and agtated manner. A chord OF
tender feeling had been touched in the heart OF
that stern old man. Might not she, his beau
tiful daughter, might not she, too, be asking
charity of strangers-the thought was agony.
''Her name, from motives of delicacy,l am
unwilling to disclose. Her history, will re-
late to you. and then if you desire it, will
guide you to the dwelling, where she has toied
day and night to support herself and her child,
her husband having been dead something more
than two years?"
It was with utmost difficulty that the judge
restrained his emotion, while listening to the
simple tale we have related Something whis-
pered him that the suffering woman-the toling
mother and grief-stricken widow-was his
daughter, the same bright being who had years
before lent so sweet charm to his now desolate
and joyless home.
When Mr.. H. had ceased speaking, the Judge
rose from his seat, and said-'I will go with
you. would fain see her of whom you speak
and if she be worthy, my protection shall be
given her. ...
: A few minutes suficed to bring them to the
dwelling of Mrs. Pierce A gentle knock from
Mr. Hargrave brought little Amy to the door
Judge Marston started as she STOOD before him
radiant with beauty, purity and truth-the e1-
, act image of his long lost daughter. 1t re-
quired but glance for each to recognize the
: other. One moment of agonized hesitation and
: Mrs. Pierce had thrown her arms around the
neck of the relenting old man, and the words
: s'my father'-'smy daughter thrill
of delight to the heart of each
r t'My father, am l forgiven?"
: "Forgiven, Ellen? Methinks tits I who shoult
! ask forgiveness. You was ''more sinnet
: against than SHINING Henry was every wa,
, worthy of you. Oh! have deeply injure'
d you my daughter but feel that am forgiven
|! / have many times longed to clasp you to m
d heart but pride forbade that | should reca
d yot, my poor stricken one. This simple act {
d mutual forgiveness has impaired to me NOR
happiness than shave enjoyed since that fata
r. hour in which banished you from my pres
e ence. But you will go with me now-you an'
= your sweet chiid-and the gorgeous hom
: which for eight long years has been to me drea
b ry as the prison house, shall become the ark @
|, peace and safety to the weary, wandering dove.
! Eyes, my father, will go with you. An'
: though he whom so idolized has gone to tn
e sleep which knows no waking, l will try to b
!, happy in the affection of my father and child.
o The face of Mr.. Hargrave was radiant witt
smiles of gratifed benevoence. He saw Ellel
! and her beautiful little daughter, reinstated il
6 the affections and home of her father, and wen
st on his way rejoicing.
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S TRIFLEs AND CoNsEQUENCEs.-lf, in th
e world of spirits, the consequence of every trl
V fling act of an individual shall be plainly visi
a BILE to him, how great will be the remorse c
d those whose. evil works and words are as nu
: merous as the sands of the seashore. Whoi
q there that cannot trace back to the most tri
4 fling incident or accident of an entire chang
j in his whole lfe? Some have been made i'm
S nnensely rich by the turning of feather; thei
+ children educated, given influence, and per
S haps charged with the destiny of nation
G while another has become poorln consequence
$ of some slight and almost imperceptlble Incl
y dent Poverty has brought on disease or dis
j sipation, and vagabond's life or drunkard'
!. grave becomes his portion. Some of our rich
! est and most influential merchants, sons O
. farmers, can trace their coming to New Y orl
: to the meeting of play fellow in the streets
e OF the running away Of a colt, or perhaps as II
o All instance we have heard of the breaking Q
' bowl. Had these boys remained at home
| and been farmers, how different would hav
n been the situation of their families. Thei
: daughters, instead of Haunting in silks in tn
t fashionable street Of Broadway, and enjoying
seat at the opera, might have been engaged il
the more worthy occupation of making butte
+ and cheese. Steamships that now form regu
larlines to different quarters of the globe, ,ane
| affect the destiny of nations, would not have
S been built; wars might have been made o.
avoided, as subsequent circumstances dictated
Thirty years ago, two boys quarrelled abou
a box of blacking. To get rid Of one of them
| he was sent to New York, and is now one o
[ the first shipping merchants, director in
f bank and owner Of a line of steamers. A dis
pute about tin dipper with the steward of g
} steamboat, resulted in a lawsuit that cost q
:, s 1000 and laid the foundation Of fortune o.
one Of our millionaires, who now owns more
tin dippers and steamboats, than any other one
man in the world-once a deck hand of a boat,
tnow the captain of the upper ten An acci,