Meigs County telegraph. [volume] (Pomeroy [Ohio]) 1848-1859, 1858-10-26

had given him lesson of hiebFbIch had
already proved its value. Ini times past
he had allowed every little aliI6Qt. to, ran
kle in his bosom, and he kEelk they had
made him miserable. But ROY he passed
such things with the stern reaplye not 10
be offended or angry, and he Mas notiong
in discovering how much hi4 peace and
Joy were enhanced. c.. 4
Years sped on. From faithful errand-
boy, Martin arose to be a faithful assist
ant At the age Of eighteenlke visited
some distant relatives in the lcountly,-
While there he was astonished at tile
cheapness of some kindsas Hoauce as
compared with the prices in the distant
city. He returned and told his master.
He said he could purchase enough of APP
Piles and potatoes to load small vessel,
and also put in all the eggs and butter he
could find. From ten to twelve miles
would take it to the river, where Hat
boats would carry it to the vessel.
The plan was we'll studied, and Martin
was finally sent off to do the work, with
the understanding thathe should have half
the profits.
In due time our hero arrived with his
cargo. He had potatoes, apples, butter,
cheese, and eggs; and, in less than eight
and forty hours after the vessel was at the
wharf, every article was sold to city deal
ers, save such as Martin chose to keep for
retail. The result was beyond his most
sanguiue hopes. He saw the road to for
tune open to him, and with energy and en-
terp1se he entered upon it; and TO his aid
he brought the unconqueraole resolution
to do right, be kind to everybody and mind
his own business.
Eleven years passed away. =,
Upon a stone by the road side sat an old
man, white haired and bent, faint and
weary. He lowered his head upon his
hands and wept.
odd man, why do you weep?' asked a
sympathising voice by his side; ard at the
same moment he felt a hand upon his arm.
He looked up and saw young man
ell-dressed and of geLteel appearance,
standing by him.
How Is this Adam Blake?' the
new conner cIied, with start.
'Aye-poor old Adam!' the waytare'
returned, straining his weakened eyes to
scan the features before him. Poor old
Adam!' he repeated, with the tears start
ing down his cheeks, going away TO die
unforgiven!
'Unforgiven!' exclaimed tie young
man with strong emotions. Say, ne
continued, seizing the old mans hand
do you remember, eleven years ago, O
finding "a poor boy upon this very stone
crying
Adam Blake looked up vacantly at first
but gradually light beamed upon hi'
wrinkled features.
Martin Maburyp he uttered. is i
Martini
Yes, father, am the once poor boy tC
whom you gave new and happy lie
But tell me, who will not forgive you"
Peter Gooch!'
peter Gooch?' repeated Martin, will
the old thought of vengeance for an In
slant pricking his heart,
AYE. Peter Gooch is the last OF XII
to him wronged in vengeance. lie vii
not forgive
Il heard that Peter Gooch was suffer
ing deeply said Martin quietly.
'.Yes-and hence his curses upon me
He has lost nearly all his property, and h
says l am the cause
J But how can that be-?
$ Because broke down his father in bu
3 siness so many, many years ago.
Martin saw at once that the old ma
looked upon this matter with deep, alb
ding sorrow. 1t had grown to be tn
chief aim of his declining years to dl
> without an enemy, and i'll the chiIdis
simplicity of his extreme age he wei
/, much over the stern, uncompromslng re
fusal of Peter Gooch.
will you go back to the village wit
me?' the young man asked.
! For what?'
= Peter Gooch shall forgive YOU
"A forced forgiveness
'No--one drawn from his very hear
Will you go?'
Yes
And Martin Mabury led the totterin
old man over the hill.
. Peter Gooch sat in his parlor, stern al
- dark -browed. With him there were h
= three daughters. His wife had been des
SOule years.
- There were sounds of many feet in Il
- house--heavy feet there were some
them-and they tramped from room
room.
By-andby the door of the parlor W
opened and man entered, with paper
y his hands. Peter Gooch looked up, al
OF the cloud upon his brow grew darker.
Speak, he whispered
ss AN sold, sir said the man.
I'd 'All?' repeated the ruined man in quiz
surprise. 'All?-and SO soon? You me
I'd the house-not all the furniture?
I'd All is sold, even to the stuff in
sink
r. And is my piano sold, sir?' asked
bright-eyed, beautiful girl, of some twel
summers. who sat by her fathers knee.
ad Yes, Miss Leda-everyLhingP
or And who has bought 2
he L don't know his name, lie is from
yn city. and buys for cash 49,
er How much has it all brought?
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