The Tipton advertiser. [volume] (Tipton, Cedar Co., Iowa) 1856-1962, 1857-10-24

II will advance you the money, and
keep them as security said the old friend
with tears in his eyes, as he placed the
bills in her hand.
Mrs. Harvey went home The sacrifice
of her jewels and the possession of that
money gave her more real joy---heart.
filling and life-giving joy-than any 9TH
er incident in her whole life. She sat
down painting by her cradle, her brain al.
most whirling with anticipated pleasure
that was to come to Charles. She walk
ed to the window, to the door, looked at
the clock over the way-wondered why
he did not come.
All else but the thoug ght of his relief
was for the time forgotten
He came at last, and the story was all
told, but instead Of the JOY she had anti
cipated, it seemed to plunge him into
deep despair.
Her boldness, her frnncss, her self.
| sacrifice overwhelmed him with a con.
sciousness of his own weakness and dis
honesty.
The money, Hett:c, will pay my debts
but it will not make me honest. have
actually stolen from my employers"
"And H. said Hettie, shave partaken
of the stolen goods. Did you eve, steal
one cent for yourself?'
"Never one"
"Then we stand equal. We can, in a
measure, redeem the past. Let US go to-
gether to Mr.. Sampson, and taking our
best friend, Mr. Williams, with us, tell
him the whole truth Let US pay the last
farthing; let us begin anew. True re-
pentance, said our minister, last Sunday,
lis to cease to do evil, and learn to do well
Together we have sinned, together let us
repent If this does not suffice to con-
ceal all, have more that can and shall
CO."
Oh, Hcttie, how generous you are y
"How foolish, have been, you mean.
Will you go?"
81 will 60 alone. You must not be so
Inundated"
81 must and will go with you Charles
We both need deep humiliation Oh,
what would have become of you, if you
had not made me your confident. -
81 should have ended a course
begun in thoughtlessness,- with the full
intention of payng--in the penitentiary,
and my wife and child would
He broke down, and folded her to his
heart, and it could hardly be told which
predominated, his admiration of her no
bleness or his loathing of his own weak
ness-his JOY in his escape, or his agony
over his crime
Mr.. Sampson was not hard. He for
gave what he was astopisLed to know -
Every item had been strictly set down in
a private note book and was now paid for.
A cheap house was rented, and Hettie
| commenced in a new place to learn the
| lessons of life
She has been in her new position o
year, and has made most astonishing pro-
gress. having found that family of three
can live, and comfortable to, on a thous-
and year.
| Charley has deported himself so well
| been so earnest, industrious and useful
that his employer (who is good man
has raisc;44 lis salary, and he will next
year stand beside his friend Nate.
He tells Hettie and Nate, now and then
| that wheat midce, rust, weavle, drouth
| blight, frost, wind, storm and rain, all put
| together, are not So direful to a man S
peace as the propensity to say yes when
| he ought to say no; and advises all his
country friends to stick to the pillow han
dies aud keep out of the city; but what
ever they do, or wherever they may 90
let their wives know all their business
affairs, make them eonfidents and friends
and he fully believes that many one
would wear less jewels end laces, and be
come more a "help meet" if she knew
that she could not keep up her position
without bringing down husbands hon.
| or.
Hettie, too, has brought the cold uns
round, by walking in and asking forgive
ness for disobedience, but not until she
! had occupied her new home, aud washed
herown dishes long enough to prove that
she had heart strong enough to live
without their money, but all to weak tc
live without their love. OF course she
was forgiven Mr.. Bishop had carried
her diamonds back to her father, and on
the anniversary Of the day on which she
made the heroic sacrifice, the loving faith,
er, with tears in his eyes, elasped them
again upon her arms and neck.
"Hettie, my darling" said he, "you
did not know the value of your .jeaoeis
Mr. Bishop did not tell you. Neither
did know the value of mine,' and he
! left kiss upon her fair brow.