True American. [volume] (Steubenville [Ohio]) 1855-1861, 1857-01-21
4 RAGAN, Editor and Proprietor.
the memory Of such a father from dis.


his throat, and the tears gIistened on his
lashes. Eva timidly held out the two
gold pieces he took them and bidding
her stay a moment, hastily left The room
Almost instantly returning, he handed
her sealed note saying,
There is the receipt young lady, and
allow me to add, that the mother of such
a child must be a happy woman. The
whole debt find is 1915. You will see
by my note what arrangements | have
made, and hope they will be saisfac
tory"
Eva left him with lighter heart, and
a burning cheek at his praise. His man
ner was so gentle, SO fatherly, that she
felt he would not impose hard conditions,
and it would be a pleasure to pay one SO
kind and lOtbearng.
At last she got home, and breathltssly
sitting at her mothers feet, she opened
tie letter. Wonder of wonders-a bank
note enclosed. She held it without speak
ing or looking at its value. ..
"Read IT," she said, after moments
bewiderment, placing the letter in her
mothers hand" here are fifty dollars !;
what can it mean :"
This" said the sick woman, bursting
into tears, otis leceipt'in full, releasing
you from the payment of your fathers
debt. Kind generous man-Heaven will
bless him, God will shower melcies upon
him. From grateful heart call upon
the Father to reward him for this act of
kindness. Oh what shall we say, what
shall we do to thank him ?''
"Mother." said Eva smiling through
her tears, :" | felt as if he were an ango
of goodness. Oh they do wrong who
say that all who are wealthy have hard
hearts. Mother, can it be possible that
we are so rich !? lwish he knew how
happy he bas made us, how much we
will love aud reverence him whenever
we think or speak Of him, or even hear
him spoken Of" .,a ~.
I" lie has bound two hearts TO him for
ever" murmured the mother.
F" Yes dear Mr.. Miner little lie thought
how many comforts we wanted. Now
we need not stint the fire; we may buy
coal, and have cheerful blaze, please
God. And the tea, the strip of carpet,
the sugar, the little hxuries for you, dear
mother; and the time. and a very few
books for myself. Il declare I'm so thank
ful, | feel as if | ought to g. right back
and tell him that we shall love him as
long as we live" '"tl
That evening the CRATE, heaped with Le-
high, gave the little room all air of COM
fort, Eva sat near, her curls bound
softly back from her pure forehead inding
touching letter 10 their bcnefacior.-
Her mothers face, lighted with the loss
of cankenng care, shone with placid
smile, and erevery thought was prayer
calling down blessings upon The rich good
man.
In another room, far different from the
widows home, but also bright with the
blaze of genial fire, whose red light
made richer the phlish of costly furniture,
sat the noble merchant.
"Pa, what makes you look so happy 2"
asked Lima beautiful girl, passing her
smooth hand over his brow.
"Do | look happy Lina!"
ayes and you keep shutting your eyes
and smiing-so," and her bright face re-
flected his own. al think you've had
something very nice to-day; what was
it," .'-
Does my little daughter really want
to know what has made her father so
happy? Here is the Bible let her turn
to Acts Xxx. 35, and read it carefully" ,
The beautiful child turned reverently
the pages Of the holy book, and as she
read she looked up into her fathers
eyes: si2s
Sand to remember the words of the
lord Jesus, how he said, it is more bles-
sed to give than TO receive" ~
"Ah !! 1 knew" she said,. laying her
rosy cheek upon his hand you have
been giving something to some poor beg.
gar, as you did last week, and lie thanked
you. and said God bless you, and that
is what makes you SO happy" '.a~a
Lima read eonforma'ion in her fathers
smile but he said nothing, only kept re-
peating to himself he-words of the Lord
Jesus, "it is more blessed to give than
10 receive.p t{l .fob u.
You've AMERIcA.- --School Marin (poin-
ting to the first letter of the alphabel.)
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itYogng America. III sban't tell
you!" irp bsnf
s School Marm.--" You won't! But
YOU must. Come now. what is it? Il,
81 Young America,--'. shan't tell you
| didn't come here to teach you, but for