The weekly Ottumwa courier. [volume] (Ottumwa, Iowa) 1857-1872, 1858-06-17

Amid the hundreds of fair danes that enter
ed its broad portals, dressed with all the taste
| and magnifcence that abundant wealth could
procure, not one rivaled in grace and beauty
the orphan bride of the rich physician. Her
tall, graceful figure was robed in a velvet silk
that only heightened by contrast he. light a.
zure eyes, bright with the lustre Of youthful
happiness; yet there was touch Of tender
| pity in their dropping lids that won the con-
| fidence of every beholder. The snowy ermine
| mantila which protected her from the pier
eng wind, rivalled, but could not surpass the
delicate purity of her complexion.
Many admiring ewes followed the faultless
figure of Mrs. May wood, as she moved with
unc conscious grace up the central aisle of the
church, but none with more heartfelt devotion
| than the young, waywari, but generous man.
| who bad recently wed her, in spite of her pow
erty and the sneers of his aristocratic acquain-
| tances - .... .. .. z.a --.
The stately organ had pealed its last rich
notes which were still family echoing in the
distant arches, when stranger of venerable
| ASPECT, who had previously taken part i'll the
services of the altar, rose and announced for
his text the oft-quoted, but seldom applied
words Of the apostle, ..s
"Be not forgetful to entertain strangers, for
thereby some have entertained angels una
wares" .... ...... -
DR.. haywood felt his forehead flush pain
| fully; it appeared to him for the moment that
the preacher must have known his want of
charity towards strangers, and wished to give
him public lesson; but he soon saw from the
tenor of his remarks that his own guilty con-
| science had alone made the application in this
particular case. have not space,nor the pow
er to give any synopsis Of the sermon; but that
it, combined with the incident of the morning,
effected happy revolution in the mind of at
| least ohe of its hearers-so much so, that on
the return of DR.. haywood from church, he
| repaired at once to the room of the mendicant
10 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 the host for
| the kind attention he had received, which,
|
| ~ am not the beggar that seem,'' said he.
Il was shipwrecked on Friday night, in the
Ocean Wave, on my return from India. NV
name was, doubtless, among the list of the lost
for escaped from the waves by miracle
| attempted to make my way to New York.
where | have ample funds liz bark now await
ing my orders; but must have perished from
cold and hunger had it moi been for your and
your wife's proyident charity. Twas repulsed
from every door as an imposter, and could get
neither food nor rest. To be an exile from
ones country for ten years, and then, after es-
Gaping G.om the perils of the ocean, to die OF
hunger in the streets of a christian city, I felt
was truly bitter fate. My name is Arthur
| Willet," added the stranger. -r
"Why, that is my wife's name; she will be
pleased at her agency inyour recovery
| ''Of what State is she native?" asked Ar
thur Willet, eagerly.
! Il married her in the towr. of B where
she was born" u
At this moment Mrs. Haywood entered the
room. surprised at the long absence of her hus-
band
Arthur Wllet gazed at her with look Of
wild surprise, murmuring-
"It cannot bet cannot BEL am delirious
to think so.''
/ Mrs. haywood gazed with little less aston.
ishment.
"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, sighne
deeply, "only this stranger is the very image
OF my long lost brother Arthur" And Mrs.
haywood, overcome with emotion, turned tc
leave the room.
"Stay one moment," pleaded the stranger
drawing mourning ring from his finger, ard
holding it up, asked if she recognized that rel
lie?
She shrieked aloud, s.merciful heaven. I,
is my fathers gray hair' and you are
ellis son, Arthur Willet. and your long los.
brother!o
Mary Wil'et haywood fell upon the men.
dicant's breast, shedding tears of sweetest ioy
and Thanksgiving.
DR.. haywood joined in cordial congratuia-
tion and sympathy, and retired from The room
leaving sister and brother alone in that sacred
hour of reunion, saying to himself-'Be no,
forgetful to entertain strangers, for thereby
some have entertained angels IN.
Y. Spiritual Telegraph.