Civilian & telegraph. [volume] (Cumberland, Md.) 1859-1875, 1859-12-01
Higrfltantaus.
THE TWO SUICIDES.
A New Cure for Low Spirits.

lage hea! new loik' nc one, SUN young
aud immensely rlch; the other, somewhat
past the vlgor OF lie. and extremely poor
At the splendid mansion OF the first, there
was co't tlnual succession of ieasting, play
/ ing, and dancing; the Ino"i consequential per-
spns in the village irequentlng his sllded par
l"rs. Az the humble cabin Of the second,
there was always asuccession OF fasting days
and Of new mlserles.
| Ihe rich man had not married, as he de-
sired tu I"ihaln Tree, and pass ms days III idle
hess anC extravaganza, and hence he kne"
nothinc. ot the pleasures or unhappy hazards
of labor. The poor man. on tie contrary
was the father Of ap honest and Iaboring Fam
lily, having many children, and wife in il
heath; he had been, despite his industry, SC
uniavored in his business, as to he reduced tc
the last nccesSity--beiHg too proud to beg,
aud mos knowing how to longer procure the
[ bread he and his family required.
The rich man had so much abnsed the
pleasures OF the word. that he had become
! sick OF everything, and was dying OF emu.
! Thepoor man, thus reduced to extreme pow
tr'y, was dying oi DESPAIR.
| Oh the same dny, and the same hour, these
two men entered thick forest near the vii
Ihge. Both were 50 completely absorbed in
| thel' sinister purpose, that they did not see
| nor lear each other.
IRE rich man united bis magnificent satin
cra'~t, aud made siiP-khot in the end, fast
srinE th" other to one "i the lower limbs OF a
snaTly oak, and saying:
! am sufficiently dlSsusted Life is a mis-
era It farce II take myself out OF the way.
The poor man took a piece OF bed-cord
from his pocket, made Silp-no'se on one
end, and passed 1t over the crook oi a"ilIow,
at u" great distance from the oak.
tod icrglve me! he sad; 'Gut can no
longer endure this miserable life. My chill
dren are diving Of hunger, and my wife is
death y sick. when Shall be no more,
doubtless some charitable person VIII take
put, upon them ! ,.
The rich man raised his eyes. for the last
time towards Heaven, and, through chnk
IL The wood, his eye iell upon the p"or man,
"h" was on the verge OF swinging oil.
'Wlat are You d"ing ther" ? he cried.
The uo"r man turned lis eyes in the drec-
'jnn from winch the voice seemed to proceed.
1T strikes me-, he said, that | ain doing
ins: what you do
But what right have you to hang yourself
here? This forest belongs to me. Go and
hang youlSeli somewhere else!
a man ought to have the privilege Of
hanging himself wherever he 1lcases;" said
tie poor man, and as he slipped bis head out
'oi the moose; but Will not complain. do
not wish to disturb your last moments, and
will 90 and hang myself III some other spot
The rich man was touched by these simple
words. He also slipped his head out OF the
ro,se, advanced towards his companion, and
said:
w hat under heavens do you wish to hang
4 might ask you the same question. | sup
pose, by way of reply, but / will frankly say,
! am so wrctched, and my family is in such
want, that can no longer support this un-
happy existence
'What. is that all the trouble? ? Kill you
set for want of little money! See here
behold the medicine for that sort of thing =
., he instantly gave him handful Of gold. |
AND now he added, farewell !
The poor man was moved to tears, and |
could not believe his ears nor his eyes. My |
children, my dear children' = he said my
acsr vile ! shall see you all once more = |
There was something 50 touching in the |
voice Of the poor man, that lis beneiactor felt |
tleel ly moved in his heart. He allowed him
self to he detained by the greatfu man, who
cried:
Come with me to my humble home, and !
,rioy for few moments, the happiness of
which you have been the cause. Come =
On the way, the rich man related that he
bad no cause lor killing himself except that |
re was dsgusted and found nothing worthy
# bis notice or attention.
"Have you tried your hand at doing good?"
Doing good? No! mankind are a set Of
lngrateful wretches. have scattered gold
>y the handful, but have not succeeded in
making anything more than fawners and
with whom | am out of all sorts
u patience
But YOU deceive Yourself sir. Look at