The weekly Portage sentinel. [volume] (Ravenna, Ohio) 1854-1861, 1858-03-04
The Old PedaggogueN. 3

"eiO iVSoiu0uI uut "Ho dIsO KNOW Eli IN
parties we'll, and they will bear me witnes
that l write these things- az they actuall
happened. ~
Henry Loomis was young man not owe
one'and'twenty, who had just opened
store in his native village. There were al
ready two dry goods stores in the place, bu
the town was growing, and Henry believe
he could make a handsome business b
opening a third. He he'd been Marie
about year, taking for his wife one VIII
had been brought up fTom infancy close b,
him. Winter bad come, and Henry ha,
been in business for himself six months.-
Thus far he had done we'll. People liket
him, and he had trade enough to support hin
and something over.
One evening, he and his wife sat in thei
comfortable parlor before their we'll fillee
CRATE, and tho latter held her infant upon
her knee.
"How il snows!" uttered Henry, at the
same time turning his gaze upon the fair
face of his good wife. .
alt is severe storm, Henry; indeed il is
Oh, how pity any one who has no home to
60 TO such night as this"
"Aye, Sarah, they deserve pity. God
grant there be none such in our neighbor.
hood"
"Bs the way, Henry, have you seen old
Uncle Adum!" asked bis wife, after short
silence.
"No, / have not. l heard yesterday he
had returned. should really like to see
him!- Good old man. Inever think OF him
but with gratitude.
Hardly had the young man spoken when
the door.bell rung; and in few minutes
more the servant girl announced that an old
man wished to see Mr.. Loomis. Henry di.
rected her to show him right in, for the
feeling pressed upon him at once that it wus
Uncle Adam. And so it proved.
"Uncle ADAM" the youth cried, starting
from his chair and catching the old mans
hand, :"ho" do you do! ain happy to see
you-I am, surely. And don't you remem.
Der little Sarah Jones! the little blue.cyed
girl that used to set copies for you after
your eyes got dim and your hand tremulous1
Here she is-Suruh Looms now."
II was really pleasant meeting, and the
old man clusped the young wife's hand
warmly. He was happy, ane yet there was
a tear in his eye. .r..
Adam Wilson had been the village peda.
gogue in that town for many years. Twen.
Ey years previous to the opening of our sto.
y. he was the teacher. there and he had
been private tutor in the place some years
before that. 80 that most Of the young
men in the village, and seme Of the older
'nes had been his pupils. Ten years ago
re left the place. He had become rather
I'D to teach, aud when the com mittee hired
new pedagogue he went way. None knew
Shither he had gone, and those that thought
If him at all, Thought that he was dead.-
And now at the age Of seventy fve, he had
:ome back to the town where he had spent
10 many years Of his life.
The young couple made room for him,
Ind Henry drew great easy chair to the
ire. 'a4 @ a.u a,--g a..
"Now sit down and let us talk over old
mes" said the young man as he resumed
lis own seat.
"Where have you been since we saw you
ast, UucIe Adam!" 'ss '. -.
All, have been to great many places"
laid the old man. ~ have crossed the big
'cean and spent some years in Scotland
You know was born in Scotland, although
come over here when I was very young. .-
But it didn't seem like home there, and af.
er while determined to cotie buck here.
spent some time in the. city, but all my
ffections Cehtered in this quiet village, and
'ere determined to come. And yet had
10 kindred here. But come, for here /
pent the best part of my manhood, and here
we're those loved. It was not until was
et down at the village inn that realized
low poor and friendless was. The thought
# coming back here had kept my spirits
Up, but when Il come and found myself
'nce more In the town,I began to look for
he friends upon whom should call. It
vas then chill hand was laid upon me-
NJ FRIENDs! Where are they! had not
bought of this before. ! Iremained at the
nm that night, and on the following morn
ng went out. found many who, knew
who took me warmly by the
rand; but when I began to hint at the idea
II my wanting help in my old age, they
urned coldly from me. I told them that !
would not beg--that / asked not for chari-
y. only asked for. something to do
Iome work, not too hard, by which could
pst keep my body up for the few short
lays l might have longer to stay in this
world of care. The older ones were too
ull at home to make any room for me, and
he younger ones wanted not the chilling
presence OF an old man at the hearthstone.
Ah! Lnight have known this, had / stopped
% ponder on j before came; but did not
% 60. ] looked upon this pretty village as
ny home, forgetting All the time that where
m kindred are there icanihe no home.p
"You are, wrong, UnslslA Adam, y return,
ID Henry, quickly. tIAope there ure mapyl