The Jeffersonian Democrat. [volume] (Chardon, Ohio) 1854-1865, 1860-03-09
From the Home Magazine.
THE GOODBYE.
"George-George P'
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he young husband turned back the
door knob, and there was impalience in
his tone, and annoyance on his brow, as
he answered his wife's call.
"Nothing, papa, only baby and just
want TO kiss you goodbye - and the
| little, graceful, sweet-voiced woman, with
her baby in her arms, came up towards
him, and held up the small, soft face to
his cheeks, and the little one crowed, and
thrust up its little dimpled hands, and
clutched the short, thick locks triumph
antly.
80 baby you rogue, you'd like to
pull out handful of papa's hair, wouldn't
you?" laughed the merchant, in tone
so unlike the fomer one, that you would
not have recognized it, and he leaned
down and kissed the small fragrant lips
over and over.
"Now it's my turn, papa" and Mrs.
Reynolds smoothed away the rumpled
hair, and kissed her husbands forehead !;
and as he went out Of the house that morn
ing q new, softness and peace had erased
the troubled look from his face.
And that day it was appointed to
George Reynolds to pass through sharp
and fearful temptation.
He was in the midst Of commercial
crisis, and several of his heaviest debtors
had failed that week, and now payment
Of ten thousand dollars was due, and there
was no way to raise this sum unless
lie held the pen irresolutely in his
shaking hand, the veins were swollen into
great blue cords on bis forehead, and the
breath came thick and fast between his
hot lips: few scrawls of the pen, SOL
itary name at the bottom, and the young
merchant could secure ten thousand dol
lars and lis business credi. would be safe
There was no sort of doubt, too, but that
he could raise the money within few
days, and thus secure himself from all
discovery, and the present circumstances
Of the case certainly allowed some limits
in finsncierng.
So whispered the iempter as he walked
up and down the soul of George Rey-
nolds, always so(tening down the word
FORGERY into some soft name, which
totally changed TO his perceptions the
moral complexion Of the deed he was to
commit.
The young merchants eyes glared all
around his Office, but there was none 10
see him then; he dipped his pen with a
kind Of desperate eagerness, into the tall
procelain ink-stand, and he drew it along
tho pnpo~, wheu e~ddAnly his hand
paused struck by athoug ght-tie memory
Of his wife's kiss that morning
He saw her as he saw her last, standing in
the door, tho baby in her arms, her sweet
face full of motherly Tenderness and witely
trust, as she lifted it to him at parting the
voice of tho tempter passed away before
that rush of holier emotion which blurred
tho mans oyes; he dashed down tho pen.
"Mary Mary you have saved your hus
hand sink or swim will not do this decd
| should blush for shame to moot your eyes
and our baby's tonight. if i carried the
burning consciousness in my own soul
, though no other man ever did or would
Mary, my little wife, you won't know it, bu
that goodbye kiss of yours this morning. ha!
saved your husband from this great sim"
George Reynolds did not sink 1t was a
hard struggle, but the storm passed by with
out falling on him as it did on others ant
1 Mary. his wife, never knew that she saved
, her husband from sin which in her eyes
would have been worse than death.
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