Fayetteville observer. [volume] (Fayetteville, Tenn.) 1850-1966, 1856-05-15
WHOLE NO. 2Gl.

many unknown faces and new local
tiles. Mr.eBetter.on received him
cordially, and expressed bis satisfac-
tion at his timely appearance. for he
had just then situation to offer
him in his counting-house, and Gel.
that be could not do better than give
it to one Of his proud principles =
Robert joyfully accepted it, and gave
thanks to bis Heavenly Father for
His manifest guidance since he had
quilted his mothers weeping em-
brace.
Ten years passed. Step by step
had Robert Cleayerhouse advanced
from his humble post and low be WAS
junior partner in the firm Of Better
ton & Co. Many times had lis ear
+ ly friend blessed the kind providence
that bad thrown their paths together
on that Saturday evening, for every
thing had prospered under the active,
firm and upright management Of his
humble companion. And not only
temporal affairs, but his spiritual vel
fare was protected by the constant
vigilance Roberts simple, truthful
piety stimplated. lie had Connect
ed himself Immediately upon bis ar
rival in the city, with church, and
many rejoicing soul could trace lis
happiness to bis example Of consist
ent and unainehing piety.
As soon as be could afford it, he
had brought his mother and sisters
to the city, and now lived With them
in pretty dwelling, whose prosper.
Gus appearance accorded with bis
Hourishing circumstances.
On his route from bis homo to the
counting house, stood a little brown
cottage, which had long been unten.
anted; but one day some one moved
in, and the little house began to take
a neat, cheerful look, but still be-
spoke the straitened circumstan-
ces of the inmates. As be passed,
he could see behind the white half
curtain, bended head, the face sha-
ded by soft, brown hair. 1t was al.
ways there, and gradually curiosity
TO see the face, and know more of
the owner, took possession Of his
mind, and a growing interest warmed
his heart.
One day, as be approached the
house, he perceived an elderly wo-
man standing in the door, looking
for some one.
AS he drew near, she glanced care
lessly at him, but something riyited
her attention. With a puzzled look
she fixed her eyes upon him; but
when he reached the door, she step
ped out before him, and seizing bis
hand she exclaimed;
4 Cannot be mistaken = it is the
brave boy who saved my baby's life.
Time has altered your appearance,
sir; but | see in your face it has not
changed your heart. and with tears
of pleasure in her eyes,the toll-keep-
er's widow poured forth her grati-
tude.
Nothing 10th, Robert accepted her
pressing invitation to go in, and he
learned that her husband being dead,
she and her only child had come to
the city, and supported themselves
with their needles.
Robert soon became constant
visitor at the little brown cottage,
and in few months, sweet Mary, the
tol-keeper's daughter, whom he had
been the humble means, in the hands
of an All-seeing Providence, Of saw
ing from watery grave became his
wife.
Our little story is done. Many
years did Robert Cleaverhouse live
to bless her who had instilied into
his young heart a respect for the ho.
ly Sabbath, and many happy soul
owed lis comfort in this world and
hope Of acceptance in the next, to
bis influence and example.