True American. [volume] (Steubenville [Ohio]) 1855-1861, 1858-03-10
u. Raglan, Editor and Proprietor.
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ced by the sudden change of temperature,
and perhaps the first stage Of starvation"
replied the doctor sympathisingly. He
had forgotten for the moment, his cold
maxim of prudence, and added, she must
be carried to warm room, without fire,
and placed in a comfortable bed." 4,',
The coachman was called in to assist
in lifting the athletic stranger, who was
soon carried 10 room in the chambers,
where the doctor administered with his
own hands port wine sangaree. The
young man soon became partly conscious,
but all conversation was forbade him and
he sank quietly to sleep.
+" He is doing well. let him sleep as
long as he can; should he wake in our
absence, give him beef tea, and toast ad
said the doctor professionally,
as he left the room. ,a ..s
In less than an hour afterwards, DR.. NJ.
and his lovely wife entered The gorgeous
church of the Most Holy Trinity. 81,
Amid the hundreds of fair danes who
entered its broad portals, dressed with all
the taste and magniGcence that wealth
could procure, not one rivalled in grace
and beauty the orphan bride of the rich
physician. Her tall graceful figure was
robed in velvet silk, that only heighten-
ed by contrast her Large azure eyes, bright
with the lustre Of youthful happiness ;
yet there was touch of tender pity in
their dropping lids that won the confidence
Of every belolder. The snowy ermine
man,illa which protected her from the
piercing wind, rivalled, but could not
surpass the delicate purity Of her com
plexion.
Many admiring eyes followed the fault
less figure of Mrs. haywood, as she
moved with unconscious grace up the
central aisle of the church, but none with
more heartfelt devotion than the young,
wayward, but generous man, who had
recently wed her, in spite Of her poverty,
and the sneer of his aristocralic acquain.
ces. ." 't .a
The stately organ had pealed its last
rich notes which were sill family echo.
ing in the distant arches, when a stranger
OF venerable aspect, who had previously
taken part in the services of the altar.
rose and announced for his text the off
quoted but seldom applied words Of the
Apostle - -a
"Be not forgetful to entertain strangers,
for thereby some have entertained angels
unawares."
DR.. haywood felt his forehead flush
painfully !; it appeared TO him for the
moment that the preacher must have
known bis want Of charity toward stran.
gers, and wished to give him a public
lesson, but he soon saw from the tenor
Of his remarks, that his own guilty
conscience had alone made the application
in this particular case. I have not the
space, nor the power 10 give synopsis
of the sermon; but that it, combined with
the incident Of the morning, affected a
happy revolution in the mind of at least
one Of its hearers; SO much SO, that Dr.
haywood when returned from church,
he repaired at once 10 the room of the
mendicant, to offer such attentions as he
might stand in need of. But the young
man seemed much refreshed by the rest
and nutricious food, and commenced
gratefully thanking the host for the kind
attentions he had received, which had
withou. doubt saved his life.
~ am not beggar as SEEM" said
he. II was shipwrecked on Friday
night in the Ocean Wave, on my return
from India. My name was doubtless
among the list Of the lost; for'I escaped
from The waves by a miracle. l attempt
ed to make my way 10 New York, where
| have ample funds in bank-nOw awaiting
my orders, but must have perished oil
hunger and cold had it not been for your
aud your wife's provident charity. ]
was repulsed from every door as an
impos,er, and could get neither food nor
rest. To be an exile from ones native
land for ten years, and then after escaping
from the perils of the ocean, to die oil
hunger in the streets of christian city,
felt was truly bitter fate. My name is
Arthur Willet" added the stranger.
"Why, that's my wifs's name she
will be pleased at her agency in your
recovery" 2 a.e2 aiya
"0f what state is she a native ~ ask
ed Arthur Willet eagerly.
"I married her in the town Of B.,
where she was born"
Al This moment Mrs. haywood enter
ed the room, surprised at the long
absence of her husband.
Arthur Willet gazed at her with look
Of wild surprise murmuring $500 ii
=" II cannot be, il cannot be, l am deli
rious to think sou .3a72 a5ial ablDi
Mrs. Haywood gazed with little less
astonishment. gMa3sN neifaases
What painful mystery is thisi" said
DR.. haywood, excitedly addressing his
wife, who then became conscious Of the
singularity Of her conduct ga
"Oh, no mystery" she replied, sigh
ing deeply, /" only this stranger is the
very image of my long lost brother
Arthur" And Mrs. haywood, overcome
with emotion turned 10 leave the room.