The Jeffersonian. [volume] (Stroudsburg, Pa.) 1853-1911, 1858-01-07

to beg, and not to buy.
'Has be, indeed The voice of th,
wine-dealer was half.insulting.
i failed to get money for my work
and cannot go houe without the wine
OIL sir if you will trust me for bottle
l will certainly come and pay you Th,
money is earned, and it is promised tLi,
| afternoon J
The wine merchant laughed, sneeriug
ly, as he made answer:
'lt won't do, my good woman! Th,
trick is too stale
But, sir
The urgency Of the case made Mrs.
Blythe lmportunate.
'There-there That will dol Go
now ? and the wine merchant waved hi.
hand toward the door, impatiently. Mr.
Blythe turned and went away, not speak
Ing another word. The eyes OF Mr. Red
wood were on her pale, thin face, aud be
saw there an expression that haunted him;
as We are sometimes haunted by face 10
picture, for many days afterwards.
A common dodge said the wine mer-
chant, in vulgar way, as the woman
passed into the street. If | had given
her the bottle Of wine, she would have
been drunk as beast in half an hourr'
Mr.. Redwood, in whose memory that
parting look of Mrs. Bly the had daguer
reotyped itself, thought differently; but
he gave no uttersnce to hi, thoughts.
That womaus story was q true one,
he said to himself. as be passed on his
way homeward. L wish had asked her
residence aud be looked carefully all a.
round him, up and down the street with
kind of vague hope of seeng her. Bat
already too long away from her exhaust
ed husband, she bad hurried back to him
with almost flying feet.
%, Mary I whispered feeble voice,
as she leaned over the bed, how long
have you been away! feel very faint
very faint' Have you got the vine 7
Only the bitter wine of sorrow, crush
ed out from an almost breaking heart,
had she brought for her husband, and a,
few drops fell upon his face, she whis
pered back hu>kily:
.sMr. Barker could not pay me for nv
work. But be will send the money in 10
hour or two. and then will get the wine
A feeble sigh futtered the breast of
the sick man; his lids drooprd YEARLY,
until the Iasbes lay in two dark lines up
on bis bloodless cheeks; while more
deathlike hue oyer-pread bis couutenauce.
Edward Edward! Oh! Edward
Husband y
Slowly the eyes of the sick man opened,
but closed again, heavily. without send
ing forth beam of intelligence
The poor woman's strength was all
gone. Sinking into chair, she leaned
over the bed, and leaned her face against
that Of her husband. Its coluness chilled
her to the heart Already the death
damps were breaking through the relax
ing pores. A moment she tried to arouse
herself to new effort. But hope had
died, and the leaden pail of despair was
on her spirit.
Mrs. Blythe =
1t was the voice of Andrew, the shoe
makers boy.
Mrs. BIytheP His hand was upon
her arm. but she stirred not.
'Mrs. Blythe l have brought you the
% oncy for Jour work. And Mr.. Barker
has sent bottle of wine for Mr. BIZ ythe
The voice and words together penetra-
ted the shut door of the woman. senses,
and partly arousiug herself, she murmu ur-
ed, as fuller consciousness returned /
Too late ! too late /!
A thrill of horror went through the
boys frame, as bending over, bis eyes
rested upon the ashen face of u an wear
ing the gha,tIy image of death
How little dreamed the we'll to-do mer-
chant of a scene like this, a. be ,ipped
his delicately favored sherry. AMI re-
marked upon its quality OF a scene
like this. which an easy act OF justice OF
his part, in the simple payment of a bill, |
might have prevented ! Once, as he
looked at the crystal wine, holdin, his
glass to the light, the eouutenance of the
poor woman be had seen at the wine mer-
chants seemed to glare at him as il re,
Hreted from mirror. But the unpleas-
ant vision faded in moment Between
that despairiug couutenauce and his fail /
ure to pay trifliDg bill, he recognized
no possible relation of effect and cause.
Yet it was even so.-the relation did cx
list.
Need We give any new shades to our
we turn the kaleidoscope
= need We add word by way Of expla-
nationi What good The lesson is
enough. and all additious group
ings or colorings would bat weaken the
moral VIC seek to enforce
Great Race Between Man and Horse
---Man wins. I
This novel race came off over the Alb
bey Track on Wednesday afteruoon.--
Fhe horses entered are well known as
fast, aud when it became generally un- |
lerstood that the three pags would tret
but two miles each before relieved, the
betting, which opened at two to one on
L. 10 aud hut to