True American. [volume] (Steubenville [Ohio]) 1855-1861, 1856-05-21
From the Edinburg Christ ! an Magazine.

A Short Firesido Story about Honesty.
One evening poor man and his son, Q
little boy, satby the wayside, near the gale
of an old town in Germany. The father
took loaf Of bread, which he had bought
in town, and broke it and gave half 10 ollis
son.
"Not SO, father" said The boy; "I shall
not ca! until after you, You have been
working all day, for. small wages TO sup.
port me, and you must be very hungry,
| shall wait until you are done"
"YOu speak kindly my son" replied
the pleased father; "your love TO me does
me more good than my food, and those
eyes Of yours remind me Of your dear
mother who has left us, who told you tol
love me as she used to do ; and indeed,
my boy, you have been great strength
and comfort to me /; but now l have eaten
the first morsel to please you, it lis youV
turn now 10 eat" q sl.oi '' Avt g u
"Hhank you father; but break this
piece iu two, and take a little more you
see the loafis not large, and you require
much more than do." "2'' a1''oHsA p
VI shall divide The loaf for you, myo
boy but eat it, shall not Ihave abdn.i
dance; and let us thank God for his .
goodness in giving us food and what ID b
better still, cheerful and contented hearts, :
He who gave us the living bread FROM
heaven, to nourish our immortal souls 70
how shall he not give us all other food .
which is necessary to support our immoEoi
tai bodies" .G55nnIq
The father and son thanked God, and
then began TO cut the loaf in pieces, iobe,
gin their frugal meal. But as they cut q
one portion of the loaf there fell out Il
several large pieces of gold, Of great
value. The little boy gave shoutofioy,,,,
and was springing forward to grasp the
unexpected treasure, when he was pulled
back by his father. 4 laa' = ilauor a9ais
"My son, my son" he cried, "do y
not touch that money; it is not ours" Poo ~
"But whose is it, father, if il is not
ours?" s5-..... .,. ...r..r.-.ir
know not, as yet to whom it be-
longs, but probablyi! WAS put there by
the baker through some mistake. We
must inquire. bun, ,.Ii .,,.5.-,,,l.
"But father interrupted the boy,
you are poor and needy, and you have i
bought the loaf, and then the baker may !,
tell lie, and --''i,r .r, ~, ,l,.1d =. s',l,
II will not listen to YOU, my boy; I {,
bought the loaf, but did not buy the :,
gold in it.. II the baker sold it to me in, :,
ignorance. shall not be so dishonest az y
to lake advantage of him remember him
who told US 10 do 10 others as we, would,
have others do TO us. The baker may, =,
possibly cheat US; ! am poor, but that Is
no sin. If we share the poverty Of Jesus,
Gods own son, oh! lei us share, also,jb
his trust, and his love, and his goodness (,
in God. We may never be rich, but we
may always be honest. We may die Of
starvation, but Gods will be done should
we die in doing it. Yes, my boy, trust !
in God, and walk in his ways, and you
shall never be put to shame. Now run
TO the baker, and bring him here; and I
shall watch the gold until he comes,,
So the boy ran after the baker. 'fi
Brother workman said the old man,
'yon have made some mistake, and almost b
lost your money and he showed the
baker the gold, and told him how it had
been found, is it timer asked the
father. 'Itii is, take it away s'''' 9 .l'''i
My father, baker, is verypoof, and-A
'Silence, my child; put me not To
shame by thy complaints. | am glad we 4
have saved the man from losing his
money!
The baker had been gazing alternately
on the honest father, the eager boy, and a.
the gold which lay glittering on the green q
turf. r.,. ,.t, L,5 ..t.....-.f,. ...ls.t =
Thou art indeed an honest fellow
said the baker; and my neighqor, David,
the fax-dresser, spoke the truth when he
said thou vert the most honest man in
the town. Now, shall tell thee about
the gold. A stranger came to my shop
three days ago, and gave me thatloaf, and
told me to sell i cheapIy, or give il 10 the
most honest poor man whom ! knew ia
The ci,y.8I told David TO send iheeito ma \
Pas customer this morning as thou !
wouldst not take the loaf for, nothing. T.,
sold ito thee, as thou knowesi, for the ,
last penny in thy purse, and the loaf with
all7i treasure land certainly It's notn
small-ril is thine; and God grant thee aa
blessing with it, y. sGgsiA s,a,,o;
The poor man bent his head 10 The
ground, While the tears fell from his eyes.
His boy ran and put his arm around
his neck, and said: :-- lIll n bss saia
i shall always like you, my father
trust God and do what is right; for | an
sure il viii never put ps % sbRWe, e'@
10 N a. = ~ y 49, F. ".