Pomeroy weekly telegraph. [volume] (Pomeroy, Meigs County, Ohio) 1860-1866, 1860-06-26
Misre11anp.
The Miser's Second Wife.

ais this your final answer, father?"
asked William Englesby pausing in his
rapid walk over the uncarpeted floor
of his fathers business room, and con-
fronting his cool, sarcastic parent with a
firmness and determination which was
very unusual.
"Of course it is, boy: Now go to the
barn and feed the horses-two quarts of
oats for each will be enough for them,
You will go to the plowing with them
after breakfast" and Mr.. Englesby con-
tiuued to turn over a pile of yellow,
time-worn notes he had taken from a
drawer in his business desk. These
papers, insignificant as they looked, were
worth thousands of dollars, and William
Englesby knew it we'll, and his soul rose
in utter adherence Of the accursed
money which had won his fathers heart
from every other earthly allegiance. He
stood moodily eyeing the papers until
his father having looked them over and
computed the interest on one or two,
at length appeared conscious of his pres
ence.
care you going to feed the horses?'
he asked with frown.
eyes sir; but it is for the last time, "
replied his son with quiet decision.
Mr.. Englesby looked at him fxedly;
but unawed by his piercing eye, William
continued: .
GA liberal education I ,oiW have, and
if you refuse to give me my time until I
am twenty -one, | shall take it, and pay
you for it when [ have earned the
means"
The miserly father measured the hand
some, we'll developed form of his son from
head to foot, in astonishment and anger
too deep for words William had folded
his arms and awaited, firm as a rock, the
consequence of his dauntless declaration.
tsDo you dare threaten to leave me?''
at length demanded the incensed father,
facing his resolute son with a glaring
angry eye.
eyes, sir, I aoiU leave your answered
the boy, in a determined tone, II am now
seventeen" he added rapidly. 81 have
begged and entreated you to expeno
some of your boarded gains upon my ed
ucation. have even-to my shame be
it spoken-gone down upon my knee:
before you; in the vain hope of melting
your obdurate nature; now | shall 90;
ask not your money, my liberty [ take
| will cultivate the intellect God ha:
given me, and before die my name shall
be SO deeply engraved on the hearts o
men that no tombstone will be needed tc
perpetuate my memory
s'Hoity! toity! what heroics!" sneereC
the father with Il bitter scoff But the
fire Of a high and noble ambition was NJ
longer to be quenched by the jeers anc
ridicule of his father, whose views, it will
<be seen, were narrow and illiberal in tht
extreme; and had William been a few
years older, he would not have riskec
that proud assertion respecting the us'
of tombstone for himself He had no
yet tried his strength; nor did he realiz
that the most unwearied pains taking an,
perseverance are necessary to insure sue
cess in every undertaking of life.
civilian Englesby you shall not go
I forbid you upon the pain of my bitter
est curse!'' cried Mr, Englesby, in fu
r1ouS rage
To this William made no reply; but
pale, trembling, unobserved witness Q
this scene saw that the iron will was un
moved by his fathers threat
William left the room thin han
seized his and drew him into an opposit
room. "My son. was uttered in tn
grieving accents of his mother. He me
the large and mournful inquiry, with
- look of deepest tenderness.
eyes, mother, have defed my fathe
at last I-could not be drudge an
longer Do not forbid my going, dal
~1ing mother" he said pleadingly, fee
ing even then that he could scarcely rt
sist her remonstrances.
Mrs. Englesby could not say one wor
to change her sons determination, fl
she feltthat he was right. She felt eve
more keenly than did William, the il
Justice of Mr., Englesby, but she was tt
scrupulous and delicate minded to ST
aught that would cast the shadow