Volcano weekly ledger., 1856-04-05

to-day sne mad worked harder than usual,
getting ready for the coming holiday She
had just finished all her preparations, and
her thoughts were silently thanking God for
her happy home, and for all the blessings of
life, when Tom ran in. His face was as
white as ashes, and could hardly get his
words out:
Motherl motherl he Gamma get downw
Who, lad? Thy father? asked his moth
err
They've forgot to leave him the ropep
answered Tom, scarcely able to speak. His
mother started up, horror struck, and stood
for moment paralyzed; then pressing her
hands over her face as if to shut out the ter
rible picture, and breathing prayer to God
for help, she rushed frantically out of the
house.
When she reached the place where her
husband was, crowd had collected round
the foot Of the chimney, and stood there
quite helpless, gazing up with faces full Of
sorrow.
He says he will throw himself down."
exclaimed they, as Mrs. Howard came up
He is going to throw himself down.
The munna do that, adl' cried the wife
with clear, hopeful voice, thee munna do
that Wait bit. Take of your stocking,
and unrave it, and let down the thread with
bit of mortar. Dost hear me, Jeanl"
The man made sign of assent, for it
seems as if he could not speak land taking of
his stocking, unraveled the worsted thread,
row after row The people stood round in
breathless silence and suspense, wondering
what TOMS mother could be thinking of, and
lvsh.< cl,a hoI Lon .,c
twine
Let down one end Of the thread with q
piece of mortar, and keep fast hold of the
other,' cried she to her husband. The little
thread came waving down the tall chimney,
blown hither and thither by the wind, but at
last it reached the outstretched hands that
were waiting for it. Tom held the ball Of
twine, while his mother tied one end of it to
the worsted thread. Now pull it slowly
cried she to her husband, and she gradually
unwound the twine as the worsted thread
drew itup gently. 1t stopped-the string
had reached her husband Now hold the
string fast and pull it up cried she. and the
string was heavy and hard to pull, Tom and
his mother had fastened the thick rope TO it,
They watched it gradually and slowly uncoil-
ing, from the ground, as the string was drawn
higher.
There was but coil left. 1t reached the
top-Thank Godr exclaimed the wife. She
hid her face in her hands in silent prayer, and
trembling, rejoiced The rope was up. The
iron to which it should be fastened was there
all right; but would her husband be able to
use them? would not the terror of the past
hour have so unnerved him as to prevent him
from taking the necessary steps for his safety
She did not know the magic influence which
her few words had exercised over him. She
did not know the strength that the sound Of
her voice, so calm and steadfast, had filed
him with Strengths if the little thread
that carried him the hope Of life once more,
had conveyed to him some portion OF that
faith in God, which nothing ever destroyed
or shook in her true heart. She did not
know that, as he waited there, the words
came over him, Why art thou cast down,
0 my soul and why art thou disputed with
in me? Hope thou in God She lifted up
her heart to God for hope and strength
She could do nothing more for her husband,
and her heart turned to God and rested on
Him as on a.rock.
There was a shout He's safe, mother,
he's safep cried little Tom
Thou'st saved me, Mary, said her hus-
band, folding her in his arms. But what ails
thee? Thou seems more sorry than glad
about it,
But Mary could not speak; and if the
strong arm of her husband had not held her
up, she would have fallen to the ground
the sudden joy after such fear, had overcome
her
tom, said the father, let thy mother
lean on thy shoulder, and We will take her
home"
And in their happy home they poured forth
their thanks to God for His great goodness;
and their happy life together felt dearer and
hoer for the peril it had been in, and for the
nearness aud the danger had brought them
unto God. And the holiday next day-was
it not, indeed, Thanksgiving day.
How THE MONEY GoEs.-It is rather
serious question-what is it that induces the
people OF California to send such immense
sums of money out of the country, while we
so much mead it at home? We Yesterday
sent forward large sum--$l, 935, 36O--and
there must have existed sufficient induce
ment Let us see.
During the fortnight there arrived at this
port, with cargoes OF foreign and domestic
goods, about twenty-eight square rugged YES
sells, besides number of smaller crafts
The aggregate freight charges on the cargoes
of these vessels footed up about $630,000
or nearly two-thirds of million. Now, II
we allow twenty ner cent to he n fair av-