Vermont watchman and State journal. [volume] (Montpelier, Vt.) 1836-1883, 1857-12-18

| OF the altar rose and announced for his text
the oft quoted but seldom applied words of
the Apostle, " BE not forgetfn to entertain
strangers, for thereby some have entertained
angels unawares" Dr. haywood felt his fore
head flush painfully it appeared to him for
the moment that the preacher must have
known of his want of charity to strangers.
and wished to give him public lesson, but
he soon saw from the tenor of his remarks.
that his own guilty conscience had alone
made the application in his particular case.
have not space, nor indeed the power 10 give
any synopsis Of the sermon; but that il COM
bined with the incident Of the morning, af-
iccted happy revolution in the mind of at
least one Of his hearers SO much so that on
the return of DIR. haywood from church, he
repaired at once to the room of the mendi-
cant TO offer such attentions as he might stand
in need of. But the young man seemed to
be much refreshed by rest and nutritious
food, and commenced gratefully thanking his
host for the kind attentions he had received.
which, without doubt had saved his life But
! will recompense you well for your trouble,
for, thank God. | am not the beggar that
seem. | was shipwrccked on Friday night
IN the Ocean Wave, on my return from India.
My name was doubtless among the list Of the
lost--for ! escaped from the waves by a mir
acle. | attempted to make my way to New
York, where have ample funds awaiting my
orders, but ! must have persisted from cold
and hunger had it not been for you and your
wiie's proyident charity. was repulsed from
every door as an imposter, and could get
neither food or rest. TO be an exile from
ones native land ten years. and then, after
escaping from the pcrls Of the ocean, to die
Of hunger in the streets Of Christian city,
felt was truly bitter fate.
My name is Arthur Willet," added the
stranger.
"Why, that is my wiCe's family name She
will be double pleased at her agency in your
recovery"
"Of what State is she a native;" asked
Arthur Willet eagerly
II married her in the town Of B,
where she was born"
At this moment Mrs haywood entered the
room, surprised at the long absence of her
husband
Arthur Willet gazed at her with a look of
widest surprise. murmuring
at cannot bet cannot be. ! am deir-
Gus to think So
Mrs. haywood gazcd with little less aston
ishment, motionless as a statute.
"What painful mystery is this :" cried DR..
haywood, excitedly, addressing his wife, who
then became conscious of the singularity of
her conduct.
"Oh, no mystery" she replied, sighing
deeply, "only this stranger is the image of
my long-lost brother, Arthur" And Mrs.
haywood, overcome with emotion, turned to
leave the room.
"Stay one moment" pleaded the stranger,
drawing a small mourning ring from his fin
ger, and holding it up, asked if she recogniz-
ed that relic;
1t is my fathers gray hair, and you are
Ills son, Arthur willet, and your broth
Mary Willet haywood fell upon the men
dicants breast, weeping tears Of sweetest JOY
and thanksgiving.
Doctor haywood retired from the room
and left sister and brother alone in that sacred
hour Of reunion, saying to himself;
" Be not forgetiul to entertain strangers,
for thereby some have entertained angels un-
awares'