Columbia Democrat and Bloomsburg general advertiser. [volume] (Bloomsburg, Pa.) 1850-1866, 1857-10-24
eight and twenty. and few who knew him


His face was bponsed by exposure, his
cheeks full and plump, his frame stout and
strong, and erect like forest chief. His
muscular system was nobiy developed, and
men were few who could stand before him
in trials of physical strength. When he
first left the city, two years before, he had
weighed just one hundred and thirty pounds
avoirdupois. He now brought up the beam
fairly at one hundred and seventy.six.-
Surely be was new man in every respect
On the afternoon of the third day, as he
entered his hotel, one Of the waters handed
him letter. He opened it and found it
from Mr. Wilton. 1t was request that
he would be at the merchants house at 8
o'clock that evening. ...s.-.
"George," said the doctor, after the
young man had given full account of his
adventures, ST should think you would
almost forgive poor Rowland for having
made off with your fortune 7"
Forgive him 7" returned George; ooh,
l did that in the first place!"
" Well, George" resumed the doctor,
:" Mr.. Rowland is here. Will you see
him Z"
$500 him 2 500 Charloa 6vulauds or
course 1 will" ....
The door was opened, and Mr.. Rowland
entered. He was an elderly man, but
hale and hearty. ..
The old man and young shook hands,
and then inquired after each others health
"You received note from me, some
two years ago." said Mr.. Rowland, "iu
which ] stated that one in whom had
trusted had got your money and mine with
it,"
Yes, sir" whispered the youth.
"Well," resumed Rowland, "Doctol
Allwyne was the man. He had your mo-
ney." ....
"How! What!" gasped George, gazinl
from one to the other in blank astonish
ment.
Hold on, Iey boy" said the doctor
while a variety of emotions seemed at wor
within his bosom. I was the villain. !
was l who got your money. I worke
your ruin, my boy. And now listen, an
III tell you why. ......
81 saw that you were dying: You
father died of the same disease. A con
sumption was upon you-not q regula
pulmonary affection, but wasting ava
of the system for the want of vitality. Til
mind was wearing out the body. The SO,
was slowly, but surely, eating its way frol
the cords that bound it to earth. I kne
that you could be cured; and I knew to
that the only thing that would cure 20
was to throw you upon your own physics
resources for a livelihood. There was
morbid willingness of the spirit to pa
away. You would have died ere you mac
an exertion, from the very fact that ye
looked upon exertion as worse than dealt
1t was strange state of both body an
t mind. Your large fortune rendered wor
D unnecessary, so there was no hope whi
{ that fortune remained. Had it been Who'll
r bodily malady, I could have argued y(
!, into the necessary work for cure. AM
t on the other hand, had it been wholly
Q mental disease, might have driven 20
d body to help your mind. But both we
Q weak, and knew that you must eth
work or die.
G sand now, my boy, I'll tell you were I
+; hope lay. !knew that you possess
is such true pride of independence Il
@ you would not depend upon others.
,; knew that ifyou were forced to do it
IS would work. I saw ROWLAND, and told b
Is my plans. / assured him that if We cou
d contrive to get you to sea, and make
70 start out'into active life for the sake of !
IN you could be saved. He joined me at on
le l took your money and his, and bade h
Of clear out. You know the rest And NJ
1e tell me, boy; if j give you back yc
fortune, will you forgive me- Your mol
III is safc--every penny of ito the amo'
"a of one hundred and fifty thousand dolla
10 Poor Rowland has suffered much in knc
# ing how you looked upon him; but l kn
IN that he is amply repaid by the sight of y
n. noble, powerful frame, as he sees it to- nj!
as And now, George, are we forgiven 7"
be 1t was full All hour before all questi
n, of the happy friends could be asked
,e answered; and when the doctor and R
i'm land had been forgiven and blessed for
twentieth time, Mr., Wilton said-"Wai
he He left the room, and when he returl
of he led swee. Mary by the hand.
ch Late in the evening, after the heart
ng our friends had begun 60 grow tired '
on JOY, George asked Nary how much Ion