The Union and eastern journal. [volume] (Biddeford [Me.]) 1854-1858, 1856-09-26
Drive Your Own Car" !"
ny AUGUSTA MOORE.

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&C.,. ny AUGUSTA MOORE. 'I.
You must .drive your own cart II
child. / would drive 1t for you II Icoul'
but that cannot be. Be patient, be brav
be perscvering, and you will get out on Il
other side of the shadows, before long"
So said the best friend orphan Harry ha
ever known, to him, when he came in di
couagcd one day, after having for the twel
tieth time, sought employment in VAN.
Uncle Lewis, as Harry called tho kin
man, whose house was all the home he eve
knew, was very poor, and now he was ais
Ill, 50 that it became absolutely necessar
for Harry to leave school, and seek for wor
by which ho could do at least something tc
wards earning their daily bread.
His heart tainted within his bosom, as h
met with repulsc after rcpulsc, from the tai
and rich, and busy gentlemen, to whom h
applied for a place.
"Do you want to hire boy, sir 2" ha'
been the poor child's oft repeated question
Fainter and fainter, was 1t spoken, as spar
by spark, his courage died away, and at las
he tried to utter it IN vain, for the word
stuck, like large Jumps, in his throat, AM
he turned with heavy heart homcwards
and went and sat down by the bedside o
dear uncle Lewis, and cried.
"Oh, how | wish some one would try Il
find place for me-" sighed the poor boy
~ shall never, never care to ask any ono Il
hire me asain-Oh, dear, dear, what
dreadful thing it is to be poor: wish some
body would help us, Uncle Lewis"
Uncle Lewis was troubled for the child
he placed his pale hand on Harry's cluster
ing curls, and said:
"You are in world where oil that is good
must bo struggled for, with great struggle
"You must drive your own cart" my
child. would do it for you but | cannot.
Be brave, be patient, be pcrsevcrins, and
you will get out on the other side Of the
shadows, before long"
Harry loved his uncle dearly moro than
he knew how express, and the terrible fear
Or losing him made him seem dcarer than
ever now so, hard though it was to choke
back the tears, he did it, and fondly XII sing
the hand that caressed him, he said with an
effort:
~ will be brave boy, Uncle, you shall
zee that | mind your advice. Twill try again
and keep trying, till | do get
,ut of the shadows. you will only make
laste and get well, and if can always live
where can see you, and hear your voice
very day, won't complain whatever may
DC my hardships."
"Dcar child" said Uncle Lewis, with a
voice. He could say no more
hough his heart was over flowing with
love and sympathy for the aaec'
ionate and devoted child. Gladly would
10 have folded the gentle boy to his heart,
md sheltered him there from all rude con-
act with the harsh and jo.tling world but
le knew this could not be, and he knew also
hat 90 il were not swell with the child"
larry must take the great and wide world
" the hand, as all had done who has wrcs-
led with it before him he must learn to
'labor and to wait"
After making ready aud eating their sim
lie evening meal, Harry sat again by the
ide of his uncle, and read from the word of
iod. lie opened accidentally, providential-
Y rather, to this passage, "Trust in the Lord,
nd do good, and thou shalt dwell in the
md, and verify thou shall be fed" u
"That blessed book" cried Uncle Lewis,
never was there o troubled heart which 1t
ould not comfort" tE .,
And when Harry had finished reading,
he sick man folded his hands and offered a
heartfelt and thankful prayer. They then
esigned themselves to rest.
Please, sir, don't you want to hire q
oy?" said our young hero, next morning,
0 a finely dressed dandy of a store keeper.
.IfI did, / wouldn't have you, you pitt
III, whining, milk and water-faccd scamp
Ct with you, quick-clcar." And the man
topped toward Harry, as il for some often
i've act. Harry hurried of.
"Oh DEAR" said he to himself, as he
ralkcd on, I" I'm afraid the Lord didn't
nean any Of those good promises for me.
IN afraid I shall never set o place. and l
m hungry, and cold and tired, and what
hall do?" The hands of despair was tug
ing hard at those young heart-strings.
Why, what's this sand Harry suddenly.
\ mic. porte.mcnnaie laid at his feet. He
,lcked it up-it bore the name of tho very
tore keeper who had just abused the or
,han child. Resisting the temptation t.
.vengc himself, and supply his pressing
wants, by keeping the well filed porte-mon-
,aic Harry hurried back to the store and
ave it into its owners hands. The man
,ad the grace to blush as he took It from
he homes. and forgiving boy, and he OPEN
d it and handed Harry two dollar BILL
The portemonale contained two hundred
lollars. But this was not the end OF that
An elderly gentleman, who,
,ver the tops of his spectacles, had observed
The whole affair, arose, as Harry. with his
we'll earned treasure tightly locked in his
little hand, left the store, and followed him
into the street. 90 Come with me, my lad, "
he said kindly, 81 know q place where they
want an honest boy" mas
The two walked on. Harry answered in