New Oregon plaindealer. (New Oregon, Iowa) 1859-1866, 1860-11-16

a large amount OF Jewelry, &c, which
they had won at cards during the night.
Knowing that he needed funds to pay
for his board they pressed him to take
some of it, for means to pay his landlord.
But before he had disposed Of any Of it:
they were all arrested for burglary, and
as portion of the property taken from
the store which had been robbed was
found in his possession, he too. vas
tried, convicted and sentenced. lie
had no friends, no money, ami dared not
write home so hope sask within him
he resigned himself to his fate--never
expecting to get out Of prison, or sec his
parents again.
Upon enquiring of the two young
convicts, who came with him upon the
same charge, I learned that what Ar
thur said was true and that his only
crime was keeping bad company, leay-
ing his home, and unknowingly recei7-
ing stolen goods. Questioned seperatc-
ly they all told the same story, and left
no doubt in my mind Of the boys inno-
cencc.
Full of compassion for the unfortu-
nate little fellow, I sat down and wrote
full description Of Authcr, his conai-
ton and history, as obtained it from
him painting the horrors of the place
the hopelessness Of his being reformed
there even if guilty-and the posi-
bility of his never living out his sem
tencc. and describing the process to be
used to gain his pardon. This l sent
according to the directions in the ad-
vertisament. Week after week passed
away and no answer came. The boy
daily inquired if l had heard from his
mother, until at last, hope long deferred
made the heart sick. AID gain he droop-
ed and pined.
At length letter came. Such a
letterl It was from Ror. DR.. Bellows
Of New York. He had been absent to
distaat city, the moment he read the
letter the good man responded. The
father Of the boy had become almost IN
sane on account of his sons long myste-
rious absence; he had left his former
place of residence, had moved from city
to city, from town to town, and travelled
up and down the country, seeking the
lost and loved. lie had spent the most
of his handsome fortune; his wife, the
boys mother, WAS on the brink of the
grave, pining for her first born
and would not be comGorted. They
thon lived in a Western city,
whittier they had gone in the hope of
finding or forgetting their boy, or that
change of scene might assuage their
grief. He thanked me for my letter,
which he had sent to the father and
promised his assistance to secure the
conyicts pardon.
This news gave to Arther; he seem
ed panied and pleased; hope and fear,
joy and grieffillcd his heart alternately;
but from these his eyes bealnel brighter
his step was lighter, anil hope seemed to
dance in every nerve.
Days passod-and at last man came
to the prison, rushing fr.lntically into
the office, and dcmandc to see his boy.
"My boy! my boy! oh, le: me see
him % --.
The clerk, who knew nothing of the
matter calmly asked hi'a for the name
of his son.
Arthur -"
"No such name on our books--your
son cannot be hcre.''
"uc is here--show hila to me. Here
sir, is your own letter. Why do you
mock me ?''
The clerk looking over the letter, saw
at once tnat Arthur LAM was the con-
yict wanted and rang the bell for the
messenger.
"There is the Warden, sir, it was his
letter you showed"
The old man embraced me, and wcp1
like a child. A thousand times he
thanked me, and in the name Of his wife
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