Fremont journal. [volume] (Fremont, Sandusky County [Ohio]) 1853-1866, 1858-03-05

noto Or bill, and as he tuned ~ psRsn =
bit Of folded paper dropped out l9
The banker opened Il, and nlthoneh
twenty years bad deadoncd tho hrss edges
Of his sorrow, tho tears rushed 10 bis eyes
as they fell on the contents. A pencil sketch.
rude and unfinished, Of meek browod child
Ia lock Of soft brown hair and that per-
fumod dust OF crimson rose--tllese wors
dcnrcr to the banker than his vaults Of yoi.
low gold.
AS ho looked at them, ttem1lous voice
without arrested his enr. q s-t
81 would be glad IL you would buy, gem
tlomsn, for my need is very great, havea
sickly daughter nt homc who must 10 fed.
abe off about your business" was tho
sharp rcjoinder. II won't LET you To-. Don't
you see you arc not wanted herep
The voice seemed to strike q responsive
chord in the rich mans heart; surely he had
heard its mild tones before. He partially
opened the door and called out stcrnly:
"Mr. Waltors show that gentleman in, II
you please"
The abashed clerk obcyed, not without
surprise, and the bowed old man, with his
\ heavy basket Of Strawberries, came huunbly
into the private room Of the great banker.
"Will you take chair sir" politely in
quired Mr.. Arnet moving forward luxuri-
Gus fauea.
), The old man took of his hat and said,
apologetically:
"Sir, fear that intrudo on your valua-
bic time. If you would buy some Of my
e fruit-necesity, you know, is strong, and my
| ic axfeo 4 - II.
Y such position"
3 Mr.. Arnet watched tho proud turn Of
that grey head with singular smile; then
;. sitting down to bis desk he wrote off check
4 and handed it across the table.
".One thousand dollars !" faltered the old
Rt man, as he read, turning red and white in
ID a breath. He held it towards the banker
IS "Sir, hoped you were too much Of
D. gentleman to mako sport of age and dis
&c tress. Is there anything to jest about in
d my want"
10 "Not at all, sir. You spoke Of sickly
"a daughter. | have n cottage vacant, just
S outside the city, with fountain, grounds,
'f and observatory. II you and your daugh-
ter will occupy it, rent free, l shall be very
a glad to have you take care Of it for me-"
I'd The old man stood white and brea,hiess,
v, as if in dream. " an instant his hand
~ was taken in the clasp Of the great banker.
any friend, my bcnefactor, you have for
IS gotten me, but my youthful memory is strong
IS er than yours. Is it possible that you hayo
n no remembrance of ein
O. The old man shook his head.
r. "Yet it is folly to expect it when am so
G. changed. Listen, sir" he resumed with q
er bright, earnest smile, shave you any recol-
"a lection of forlorn boy, on crowded pier.
ne whose little all was scattered by rude blow
a Have you forgotten his distress? Have you
forgotten that kind stranger stopped "a
pc comfort him, not only by money, but BY
On cheering words!"
Dr. us 1t possible7" stammered tho old man
SO eyes, it is possible; l am that forlorn
70 boy. Your money which that night sup
nd piled my dying sister with luxuries and
1'g pleasures, proved the stepping stone to my
ne princelywcalth. Sir, was ragged, friend
10 less boy, but my heart treasured up youi
kind words as priceless Jewels; but now th,
ig- time has come when may, in some meas
or urc, repay them with interest"
.ok The old man moved his lips as though
ION he would speak; the banker resumed in
stant!y:
'rn 81 am alone in the world; my mother i
ng dead, and my little sister, whose last words
IA were of your kindness, has gone years age
9" to her eternal home. owe everything x
ne you, and now have favor to ask"
'iy "a favor and of met"
"That you will hcnccforth allow me 4
al provide for you, and consider me as you
son. My carriage is at the door, and vii
p,y- take you wheresoever you wish to 20. Blu
ny, a moment first"
III, He took a tiny volume from his breast
'od bound in faded velvet with claspings of tar
ed nished gilt.
"This book was my dead sisters Bible
yer it lay on her pillow when she died, and sine
T.ou that hour has been my constant companion
IN, There is passage here that has ever bee
,no present to my mind since your kind dee
~. ms gave hope and courage to my life."
tne He opened the volume, and, through
icR soft mist of tears, the old man read th
Scripture words:
icn "Cast thy bread upon the ,Caters; 10
@ les' thou shall find it after many days."
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