The Wyandot pioneer. (Upper Sandusky, Ohio) 1853-1868, 1859-08-12
not assure you that I sincerely grieve be

not assure you that sincerely grieve be-
cause Of your distress"
And SO with kind words and half car
ressing movements Of the little hand, laid
on the seamstress's arm, Mrs. Clark drew
from her lips the sad story.
She was an orphan. supporting herself
by her daily labors, and ste had one
brother, just sixteen, three years her jun.
ioI.
He had been for some time kind Of
under-clerk in large wholesale estab-
lisement, where there was everyprospect Of
his promotion: but he had seriously injur-
ed himself 10 the summer, by lifting some
heavy bales Of goods, and at last. a dan
gerous fever set in. which had. finally left
him in so exhausted state that the doc.
tor had no hope Of his recovery.
"And TO think I shall never see him
again, Mrs. Clark" cried the poor girl,
with fresh burst Of tears. "To think he
must die away there, among strangers,
in the hospital. with no loving face to
bend over him in his last hours, or brush
away the damp curls from the forehead
which mamma used 10 be SO proud Of. O
George, my darling, bright, faced little
brother George" and here the poor girl
broke down in storm Of tears.
"Poof child, poor child" murmured
Mrs. CLARK, her sweet eyes swimming with
tears. "How much would Il cost for you
to 90 to your brother and return?" she
asked at last.
About thirty dollars. Ibave not SO
much mouey in the world. You see its
nearly four hundred miles off; but could
manage to support myself after got
there"
A thought passed quickly through Mrs.
Clarks mind. She stood still few mo.
ments, her blue eyes Fixed in deep medi.
tation. At last she said kindly: "Well
my child, try and bear up bravcly. and
we will see what can be Gone for you,
and The warm, cheerful tones comfortel
the sad heart oil the seamstress.
The lady went up stairs and took lh'
pieces out Of the ivory port monrie.--
Their was brief, sharp struggle in he
mind. Somehow I've Sc, my heart OF
this velvet cloak, " she thought; "and Ed
ward will be disappointed. ! was going
out to select the velvet this very after
noon. But then, there's that dying DO.
lying there with strange faces al abou
him, and would not this thought haun
me every time ! put on my new cloak
After all, my old broadcloth is not SO bad
. if it is only turned. And I am sure,
can bring Edward to my way of thinking
No you must 60 without the cloak thi
time, and have the pleasure Of knowinj
you have smoothed the path going dow
to the valley Of the shadow of death
, Mary Clark" And she closed the port
monnie resolutely, and went down stairs
"Janet, put up your work this momen
/, = there is no time to be lost. Here
/. the money. Take il and 50 to your broth
er."
The girl lifted up her eyes momen
almost in bewilderment, to the lady, an
then, as she comprehended the truth,
> cry Of such JOY broke from her lips, th'
. its memory never faded from the hea
!. through all the after years Of Mrs. Clark
3 life.
"Georgel Georgel" The words Leaf
ed from her lips, as the sister spran
" forward to the low bed where the yout
, lay, his white. sharpeDed face, gleamin
i death-like from amidst bis thick yello
70 curls.
h He opened his large eyes suddenly
flush passed over bis paid face. Il
: stretched out his thin arms; 80 Jane
4 Janet! ! have prayed God for the sight
;, You once more before die"
er ellis pulse is stronger than it's been 4
~ two weeks, and his face has better hue
: said the doctor, a few hours later, as
made his morning visit through the war
N of the hospital.
a Ellis sister came. yesterday and watc
, ed with him." answered an attendar
: glancing at the young girl. who hui
breathless over the sleeping invalid.