Tribune and telegraph. [volume] (Kenosha, Wis.) 1855-1856, 1856-01-24

/ CHAPTER ".
/ Time passed on. The wealth of 7 laurence Carr
! increased yearly; his name grew glorious in the
ears ofbusiness men. His house was a palace; his
wife was jawel.ed ike queen. lie himself stin
burrowed daily in dusty city holes, whence all his
riches seemed to spTiDg-and every year he be-
came harder and more impossible, and more de-
voted to the one aim and end Of his lle-lnoney-
getting
1t was his sole ambition now-he had no hope,
no joy IN anything beyond. There was no happi-
ness IN his gorgeous home, no tenderness in bis
majestic and aristocratic wife. No one who look
ed on him would have imagined that he felt the
warmth of love; that there was any remnant az
the generous warm-heated boys nature still linz
Ceriug in the old grim laerchaat--old before his
time, but hard and cold, and piercing as q steel
poicnard yet Bat it was SO. There We're mo-
uents when his tIo'ts wandered at their own viii
when he remembered. The face OF his mother
shone en- HIM sometimes and then would come
a fash OF menoTr--0f the old childish DAYS.
And his two children. The boy he often pic
tured 20 himself as born tocon.iune the greatness
OF his taIly--as enjoying, HE a prince, the
wealth and luxury he had lGDyged to acquire
And the far, gentle girl whose progress to We
birth sottcued his harsh heart 20 absolute tender
ness She il was who would cling tohim lovingly
in after yo2cs-yvhosc soft lips would press upon
the wrinkles Of his worn face; whose gentle voice
would always have the power 10 win him out Of
his harder, stcrLer self Ifeither Of his children
had lived Laurence Carr might have been n dif-
tcreNt man; but both these blessings which he
had prayed for-dreamed Of as the solace and de-
light OF his old age, were only granted to him for
very brief space and then left his sight fore YER
The blow reut his heart screiy. 1t was so
deep a grief, even, that al first he fergot TIE
check to his ambition it involved. No son ofhis
would carry his name into future agas-no de-
scendants q his We're destined 10 make illus
trious the plebeian family he had first raised
from obscurity. When this remembrance came
ii added to his affection something that was
cold, stony, and almost defiant. BGreaycd love
monrns, but bighted ambition crects It's head
in very impotence Of pride against the hand
that chastises. Laurence's heart GREW harden
ed. He buried himself anew in his grim pur-
SUITS they seemed the be-all and end-ali Of his
existence now. He said TO himself that it was
enough; he would make it enough.
Yes, spite Of all his inward protestations, lie
looked enyiously, and sometimes with a feeling
less selfish than envy, at the happy parents OF
blooming children. lie would have given well
nigh I'll his hard-won wealth for one such boon
as was 50 freely granted TO many. Against lis
viii lie often found himself mUsng thus, sor
rowtully, yearningly. lie would awake him
self with stern resolves; tie one-haF OF his ma
ture would shrink into Itself while the other
looked on it with n sardonic kind Of pity
Yet again and again came these softening re-
vcr.es. 1t was III the midst Of one Of them, in
the twilight Of dreary December evening. that
he was aroused by receiving a letter from VII
liam.
Il was the first since manv.vears, during
which the stern elder brother had suspended all
Intercourse, and had never sought to know
what had become Of the other. He lad known
somewhat, however, for William had come to
LoaGon, ana had commenced the new LIE OF au
thorship, and Laurence had occasionally met his
name in passing periodicals. Bat direct COM
manicat.on between the two Lad altogether
ceased. lie frowned as lie recognized the hand.
Perhaps, had this letter come at any other
time, be might have returned Il unopened. Oh,
men! yc who pray, pray for your fellow-Inen
whose hearts are hardened. oh, sngels plead
for them, strive for them, for verify II there be
place for al! Ais WORKS where God does not
dwell and where no saving spark C. divinity car
';ugcr, It must be in the sterile heart Of world
hardened man.
Laurence frowned; bat he tore The letter open.
50 soon as the servant had left the room, and he
read:
Il had almost sworn never to address you
again; after that last letter YOU sent. Ia that
you babe me never trouble you mere; you told
me that you woDld neither listen to Inc nor as
sist me however sore my straight might be- I
.orgot that YOU were my brolhor when l read
those words The devil rose within me, and
had uttered-what hereafter might have with
cred me to think OF. ouly my wife came up TO me,
and looked in my face and, COD bless her, while
her eyes rested on me, | could not speak. nor
even think what was Kissing Al my heart. /
tell you this that von may Judge what it costs
ne TO write TO You ROW. i nigh. starve,' you
said. Laurence Carr, since then have learned
what starvation is hkc-I have Travelled very
near lis utmost brink; it IS a word the meaning
If which kn0r. That would not drag me one
quarter inch towards yoUr threshold; lis worst
agony IS not WITHIN q twentieth part Of that
"h'ch even the thought OF addressing you tor
h1P would nave cost me bur that anguish
now IS swallowed IN a greater ask your help
= cAtfeat yen, Deseech You to assist me
Laurence, we arc brothers, tie children OF one
aothcri 90 not deny me. Give me AS You
would 10 haggar-aing me some money into
tue street care not how 50 you be not deaf
" my cry only be prompt, tor cea;h IS pitt
less.
Brother! God look on Won IS you Learken to
me. by c3lG IS dying for ra a Of to39. / wait.
NJLLIAI CARR"
j aurcnce rose from his gjidel chair and trav-
leG the luxurious chamber wherein he had
"a: stately and solitary. He opened the door
.Etic4. Lo stepped forth into The hall.
IN Q remote corner, which even the br.lian;
lamp failed 20 clearly iliunine, be distlrg1dhs,d
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