Delaware weekly Republican. [volume] (Wilmington, Del.) 1841-188?, 1857-11-05

strong, and erect like a forest chief. His mus
cular system was nobly developed, and the
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 ayordupois.--
He now brought up the beam fairly at one
hundred and seventy-sixi Surely he was a
new man In every respect.
the afternoon Of the third day, as he sn-
tered the Office Of the hotel, the clerk handed
him letter. he opened it, and found 1t TO
be from MIR. Wilton. 1t was a request that he
would be at the merchants house at nine
| o'clock on that evening.
AT the appointed hour Geo Ballerton entered
the merchants parlor. He fouad Mr.. Wilton
and DR.. Allyne there. A warm greeting en-
sued, and then the conversation was brisk and
interesting.
" George" said the doctor, after the youth
had given full account of his adventures,
"I should think you would almost forgive
poor Rowland, for having made off with your
fortune"
60 Forgive him ." returned George "Oh, ]
+ did in the first place."
swell, George, resumed the doctor, " Mr.
Rowland is here. win you see him 7''
: "see him3 See Charles Rowland o
, course Wilt"
The door was opened, and Mr.. Rowland en-
tered. lie was an elderly man, but hale ant
hearty.
The old man aud the young shook hand
: and then inquired after each others health.
g &C You received note from me, some twi
. years ago." said Mt. Rowland, " In which
stated that one In whom had trusted had 60
It your money and mine with il %
v 4" Yes, sir" whispered the youth.
II &" Well" resumed Rowland, &c Doctor AL
n lyme was the man. He had your money"
Is Z" How2 What 2' gasped George, gazinl
o from one to the other in blank establishment
n "Hold on, my boy" cried the Doctor, Will,
y variety Of emotions seemed at work within
= his bosom. "l was the villain. 1t was VIII
IS got your money. l worked your ruin my boy
l. And now listen, and I'll tell you why;
I, p" saw that you were dying. Your fathe
at died Of the same disease. A consumption Wa
e upon you,-nOt u regular pulmonary aiiectio
Id but wasting away Of the system for th
G. want OF vitality. The mind was wearing OF
the body. The soul was SLOWLY but suIel,
eating It's way from the cords that bound Il
earth. knew that you could be cured and
knew, too, that the only thing in heworld whic
ID would cure You was to throw you upon you
own physical resources for livelihood. Their
was a morbid willingness Of the spirit to pas
q away. You would have died ere you wouI
have made an exertion, from the very fac
}. that you looked upon exertion as worse thai
/ death. II was a strange stage of both min
), and body. Your large fortune rendered wor
unnecessary, SO there was no hope while tina
fortune renamed. Had IL been wholly bod
If lily mslady could have urged you into th
10 necessary work for a cure. And, on tho otht
10 hand, had 1t been wholly a mental disease,
might have driven your body to help yor
lie mind. But you were weak, and i knew yC
must either work or die.
&C. "And now, my boy, I'll tell you where n
- hope lay. knew that you possessed such
true pride of independence, that yon won
not depend upon others. / knew that If "
As were forced to it, you would work. 1 5,
Rowland and told him my plans. assur
on him that ii we could contrive to get you
if sea, and make you start out into active life
ere the sake of life, you could be saved.
- Joined me at once. ! took your money a
all his, and then babe him clear ont. You KIN
all the rest. And now tell me, my boy, il q
to you your fortune Will you forgive me7 "
md money is safe-every penny of ito
he amount OF hundred and fifty thousand d
)rk lars. Poor Rowland has suffered much
knowing how you looked upon him bu
know that he is amply repaid by the sight
On your noble, powerful frame, as he sees It
night. And now, George we are forgiven
OIL 1t was full hour before all the uuesti,
Of the happy friends could be asked and
err. swefed; and when the Doctor and Rowls
had been forgiven and blessed for the TIVE
tieth time, and Mr.. Wilton said
ssWGhi'
He left the room, and when he returned
led the sweet Mary by the hand.
Late in the evening, after the hearts of q
friends had fairly begun to grow tired with
the George asked Mary how much longer she '
Ill willing to wait. Mary asked her father, a
+, n the answer was
is "TwO WEEKsr'