Cooper's Clarksburg register. [volume] (Clarksburg, Va. [W. Va.]) 1851-1861, 1857-08-21
s. EYES OPEN.

prosperous. Wholesale, dry good mer-
chant on Market street, as she busted her
mantle of porcelain and marble. on Mon
day morning, that he who wanted 10 do
good must be on tho constant lcok out
for opportunities that God does not find
our work, and bring it ready fitted and
prepared to our hand but spreads the
world before US, and We are to walk
through 1t as Christ and the Apostles did,
with eyes open looking for the sick and
the suffering, the poor and the oppressed" I"
"Now, / am certain" continued the
lady as she replaced a marble Diana on
the centre Of the mantle, " should like
to do some good every day one feels so
much better when they go 10 rest at
night; and I'll just keep my 'eyes open
to-day, and see If l come across any op-
Portunilies that under ordinary circum>
stances l should let slip"
Half an hour later, Mrs. Beach was in
the nursery, with the washerwoman, who
had come for the clothes. III wish. Mrs.
SImms," said she, as he heaped the soil
ed linen into the basket, "ihat you would
get TOmmy's aprons ready by Wednes-
day we are going out of town to remain
until Sunday. and l shall want good
supply on hand for such careless little
scamp as he isl
''Well, I'll try, ma'am," said the wash
erwoman 1--we got behind a good deal
since Sammy had the whooping cough !;
but now he's better, must try to make
up for lost time"
HAS he had the whoopiug cough :?
Poor little fellow! How old is he ?"
questioned the lady.
"He was thr, 9 last April, ma'am."
And Tom is A. muSed the lady.
Look here, Mrs. Simms, wont you just
open the lower drawer Of that bureau
and take out those four green worsted
dresses in the corner? Toms out grown
them. you see, since last winter, but Ihey
are almost as good as new. Now, ii YOU
want them for little Sammy, they will do
nicely, without altering, 1 think"
Want them. Mrs Beach T. answered
the WasherWoman with tears starting into
her dim eyes-I hav'nt any words to
thank you or tell what treasure they II, be
Why, they'll keep the little fellow as
warm as toast all winter"
"Well, IN place them on top Of the
clothes," said the lady. smiling to her
self as she thought, "My eyes have been
open once today"
Not long afterwards. Mrs. Beach was
on her way to market, (tor she was no.
table housekeePer,) when she met boy
who had lived in her family short time
the year before, to do errands, wait on
the door,, &c. He was n bright, good
hearted, merry faced boy, and had been
great favorite with the family. and Mrs.
Beach had always felt interested in him ;
but this morning she was in quite hur-
ry, end would nave passed the child with
a cordial. but hasty, elbow are you,
Joseph, my boy Do come and sec US. -
had it not struck her that Joseph's face
did not wear its usual happy expression.
She paused. as the memory of last nights
sermon flashed through her mind, and
asked lis anything the matter, Jo-
seph You do'not look as happy as You
used to.'
The boy looked up moment with a
half>doubting. half.coniding expression
into the lady's face ; the latter ttiumph>
cd :-"Afr. Anderson's moved out OF
town." he said. pushing back his worn,
but neatly brushed cap from his hair: $50
I've lost my place: then, little Mary's
sick, and that makes it very bad just
now"
$50 it does" answered Mrs. Beach.
her sympathies warmly enlisted. But,
never mind, Joseph: 1 remember. only
night before last. my brother said he
would want a new errand boy, in few
days, for his store, and he'd give good
one two dollars week. Now, III see
him to day. and get you the situation il
you like"
The boys whole face frightened. ooh!
l shall be so glad Of it Mrs. Beach,
"And see here, Joseph am going to
market. and. perhaps, can find something
nice for little Mary. The lady remem
bered that Joseph's mother. though q
poor seamstress, was a proud wpman.
and felt this would be a delicate way OF
presenting her gift.
So she found some delicious pears and
grapes, and nice chicken TO make broth
for Mary. who she learned, was i'll with
fever before she proceeded to do her own
marketing. But it is pity that the lady
did not see Joseph, as he sprang into her
chamber where she lay moaning wearily
on her bed, while her mosher sat stitching
busily in one corner, and held up the
chicken and the fruit. crying. GOOD
News! good news I've got all these
things for Mary. and place at two dol
lars per week !"
o how little Mary's hot fingers clos
ed over the white grapes. while the sewing
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