Raftsman's journal. [volume] (Clearfield, Pa.) 1854-1948, 1860-05-02
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They went up the marble steps and were soon
seated in the great parlor. The lawyers wife
and the lawyers daughters came in-were po-
lite-talked of the weather-the society-sev-
eral little nothings, but not word of that
chiefest thing, personal piety. o! how cold,
Improbable, barren was the conversation !
The minister felt CONCEALED; little Minnie
fidgeted, after trying in vain to make the
little girls talk. The older young ladies sat
looking very interesting, but scarcely opened
their lips. However, when the minister open
ed to them his mission, and SAID that he did
not expect over five dollars from any one SUBJ
scriber, the lady Immediately took from sill
yer porte monaie a new, rustling bank note of
that precise amount and handed it, with q
smile, to the clergyman.
The visit was ended.
&c How good the sun does look 20 cried little
Minnie, springing from the last marble step.
&c l was so cold in there.''
&c So was l." echoed her father, in his
thought.
"OI there's my dear old woman's house /;
that used to be shop, you know. Now you
must 60 and see herr
So, true to his promise, the minister sprang
out, and Minnie, all eagerness, led him in. An
aged woman, very neat, very smiling, arose
from desk where she was writing, and vel
coined them warmly.
sc | am not busy, you see,'' she said, laying
down her pen and forthwith she began to talk
of the last Sabbath sermon, with beauty of
language that quite astonshed the pastor.
&c 1t is very strange l have not seen you be-
fore,'' he said.
" knew you had enough to do. with such
a large fock,' she replied.
g But where do you sit 10
ss l have been in the last pew but one, on the
left side your sexton showed me that one, and
! have, ever since l have been here, sat in it.
ID is, however, so inconvenient that believe,
as l have made up my mind to attend your
church shall hire seat farther up.'
The PASTORS cheek burned. He remember
ed the old, solitary woman in the poor seat.
GO Father is getting money for the missona-
RES; don't you want to give him some 20 ask
ed the minister's little daughter, innocenty.
&c Yes, dear-I'm sure do. Eve just twen-
ty dollars of my annuity left. was wonder
ing how l should dispose of it, for you must
know l have taken to the freak of giving it
away in my old age. | can support myself by
copying. Till the Lord takes away my strength,
all the money belongs to him.''
6. Is not this too much ?'' said the pastor,
taken quite by surprise.
&c 1t is the Lord's,'' said the old lady ss do
with it for him. as it seemeth to thee good"
That visit was one of prolonged, Of unex-
pected interest. The old lady repeated parts
of the history of her life. She had been
wealthy, learned and ambitious woman. Her
place had been in courts, and about royalty.
But terrible reverses had chastened and ele-
waited her spirit, and she had brought ambition,
learning, and what little wealth she had, and
laid it at the foot of the cross. Never did the
pastor enjoy richer intellectual or spiritual
feast.
The wealthy lawyer and his family continu-
ed for many months to attend the society un-
der Mr.. Ivers, then the summer came, and
they flew like birds to n watering place. The
church was never richer for them, but while
fbo olI lad bO ha1 of ta6 off
beyond little curiosity, remained on earth,
her worldly wealth. and her godly walk and
conversation were full of untold benefit, and
caused more than one thoughtless church
memberto blush for their want of interest in
the patched old lady who sat in the poor seat.
A LADY RESCUED From THE SAvAGEs.-A
letter from Tuscon, Arizona Territory, gives
the following information respecting the re-
scue of Mrs. Page, recently carried off by the
Indians :-s. Mrs. Page is still alive, is no lon
ger with the Indians, and she has passed
through actual trials, hardships and difficult
ties during the last fortnight, exceeding in
thrilling interest the most highly wrought
pages of fiction. Last night messenger ar
rived here from the Santa Rita Pinery. with
letter from Mr.. John Page, stating that his
wife had come in alive, after enduring almost
incredible trials. Mr.. Page Immediately set
out, accompanied by physician, and every
thing possible to be dore for her relief will be
done. 1t seems from what we can learn, that
Mrs. Page, probably the day following her
seizure by the Indians, finding that her friends
were on the trail, refused to go on, and her
savage masters lanced her in several places,
and left her for dead After some time she
revived to find herself weak from loss of
blood, with wounds still open, foot sore from
her previous trials, without food, and miles
from any habitation. What position for
- ,r.I,A hrs1
of two months-whose life hitherto had
been all sunshine? Through all these trials
Mrs. Page struggled for two weeks and drag
ged her emaciated form by degrees toward
the home from which she had so lately been
rudely torn by ruthless savages. No one
suspected her presence in the mountain, and
those who were looking for intelligence from
her, thought she was miles away amid the
baunts of the red men. How she was enabled
to suffer so much and reach home at length, is
incomprehensble. But sad as have been her
trials, how pleasing the consolation at last
that she once more is surrounded by friends,
and that she is no longer at the mercy of the
sayageS."
BREATHE fresh air if you would live long.
In New England, farmers, who pass their days
out of doors, live to average age of 81
years. The average of persons who have in
door occupations at death is, in Massachusetts
and Rhode Island nd:--Shoemakers, 43; tailors,
42a editors, Al druggists, jewelers., and
teachers, from SO to 40; machinists, 49,;
printers, 36a. Fresh air, there, aim ost doubles
a mans life while it moro than doubles his ca
pacity for enjoyment.
G1A paragraph is going the rounds of the
papers, stating that the friends of Mr.. Frank
Sanborn intend presenting his sister with the
/" latest style of pistol" A friend suggests
that, although the young lady may be very