Western Reserve chronicle. [volume] (Warren, Ohio) 1855-1921, 1857-07-29

Mr. Bancroft leaned over, and saw
that it was notice Of the note due him
"That is Withdrawn from the bank"
said he.
81 am glad TO hear it, replied the
clerks" Il think ii was your note that
did the harm. He had taken up the
others and went out two hours ago,
after having been all the morning OF! the
street to try 10 get the sum required to
lift this one; but he failed; AMI the con
sequence was more than he had strength
TO look at calmly. He is just man.
and a kind hearted man, Mr.. Bancroft.
We who live with him can bear that les
timony."
"Where does Mr.. Cartwright live?"
he inquired at length.
"At number-Fifteenth street."
To the dwelling of Mr.. Cartwright he
wen! in all haste. He found everything
there to confirm his worst apprehen
sions. The hemmorrhage had been
very profuse. Already so large guam
tity of blood had been lost as TO reduce
the sick man 10 state of insensi
bility, and still the bleeding continued.
The family were of course, in the deep
est distress; he saw Mrs. Cartwright for
moment, and in that moment, the i'm
preston of her white, griefstiicken face
was tranferred to a page in memory's
book that no event could dim or obliter-
ate. A beautiful daughter just on the
verge of womanhood, glided past him
once, and her face remained to haunt
him for life. He saw the physician, and
his inquiries received no hopeful an
swers.
When Mr.. Bancroft left the house OF
sorrow be went forth almost steaithily,
and with a feeling Of anguish in his
heart.
"My work! my work!'' voice within
him kept repeating; and do what he
would, he found it impossible TO silence
the accusing spirit.
Il can never forgive myself if he
should die!" said Mr.. Bancroft TO him
self. "Ohr' what evil is sometimes
wrought BY passion in an unguarded mo-
menil Wig did l not think before
speakiug?'
Alas! the dreaded evil came. Mr..
Bancroft was at his store earlier than
usual on the next morning.
"Have you heard from Mr. Cart
wright" he inquired anxiOusly of his
clerk.
Yes, sir"
GLOW is he?
"Deadl"
Dead Mr.. Bancroft stepped back a
pace or two, as if a stiong hand was
bearing against him.
Eyes, sir. He died at seven o'clock
last evening, SO the paper says
MIR. Bancroft sighed heavily; and then
walking back to his desk, sat down and
remained in troubled thought for long
time. There was only single aspect
that gave him any relief, and this was
the probable ignorance of every one but
himself of the immediate cause of Mr..
CartHright's death. He had not it was
presumed, mentioned the unfeeling re-
pulse which he received, when, at the
eleventh hour, and as last resort, he
had gone to one from whom he had con-
6dently expected, not only kind consid-
GRAFTON, but prompt relief; and so the
secret had died with him.
Mr.. Bancroft did not visit the house
Of mourning. He could not look upon
the distress which his own conscience
charged him with originating; but his
heart was yelled in gloomy shadows.
There was no one to represent Mr..
Cartwright in his business, which had
10 be closed. An active hard working
merchant, and had succeeded in estab-
fishing trade that prosecuted with in
dustry for few years, would have Civ
en- his family moderate fortune. But
he was stricken down at an inauSpicious
moment. Serious losses occurred in the
settlement of his afflirs, and when all
his debts were finally paid there was
nothing over for his family.
"Poor Mary Cartwright" said Mrs
Bancroft to her husband one day about
six months after the death Of Mr.. Cart
wright, 81 saw her at Mrs. Maivin's to-
day. She gave music lessons to her
daughter Helen. How changed she
wasl"
Mr.. Bancroft made no reply, and his
wife was in some doubt as to whether
he had really heard her remark.
-"She says her mother has never been
ont of the house since her fathers death. "
Still Mr.. Bancroft made no response.
But how the words did smite him! All!
there was thorn in his memory that
time could never extract
"There was not dollar left from
poor Cartwright's estatel" said fellow
merchant.
$50 have heard"
Mr.. Bancroft answered with seeming
Indifference, but bis heart trembled as if