Western Reserve chronicle. [volume] (Warren, Ohio) 1855-1921, 1861-03-27

arms, and her heart went up in gratitud
to the Great Preserver, and she blessed
the name of Andrew Chase.
Come to papa p SAID Mr.. Harlow, hold
ing out his hand, and the child sprans
upon his knee to receive a fervent en-
brace.
Mingled emotions of gratitude, regret
and shame, swelled Mr.. Harlow's breast
Now he understood the meaning of An
drew's last triumphant glance and as he
pondered it over, he could not blame the
pride of spirit which had kept the boy
from saying that it was his own child
whom he had saved from death.
In the moment of angry excitement, Mr..
Harlow only thought he was trying to find
an excuse for mere carelessneness and neg
lect But had he known the facts, and
had the child been one of the poorest and
least cared for of all the city unfortunates,
he weuld have approved the boy, though
his loss was great. But it was Eddie, the
pet lamb of his flock! He was under in
finite obligations to Andrew, and he had
sent him from his presence with severest
reproOf.
He tried to comfort himself with the
thought that tomorrow he would find him
and rewarded him suitably. This was
easy to resolve but difficult to accomplish.
Where in the great city Andrew Chase
lived, with his poor mother and younger
brother and sister. Mr.. Harlow did
not know, and all ofwhom he inquired were
equally ignorant.
Weeks passed and he began to feel the
burden of unacknowledged gratitude pain
fully, when one day plainly dressed wo-
man entered the store and asked for the
proprietor of the establishment She
threw up her veil, disclosing a pale, sor-
rowful face .'
Il am Mrs Chase, the mother of An
drew she said by way Of introduction.
i am truly glad to see you,' said Mr..
Harlow, shaking her hand. "Wh ere is
Andrew? l have been searching for him
this long time
He is at home just recovering from fit
of illness He spent two rainy chilling
days in endeavoring to find employment,
aud caught a violent cold, which settled !
upon his lungs, and he has not left the I
house since He is getting better, and viii
soon be able to be out l depend much I
upon his earnings, and cannot afford to
have him waste aSy time in finding s$silace I
He is too proud to come to you himself, |
so I have come to ask you to recommend
him to others, if you are unwilling to re-
ceive him again in your store |
Mrs. CAase, said the merchant, in a
husky voice, L was obstinate-yes, hasty
and uninst in my t1aeatment to your son,
and he has laid me under a deep debt of
gratitude-I must see him
Mr. Harlow was not man of many
words He accompanied the poor woman
to her home-he was shocked to find it so
unpleasantly, and so very humble, for Mrs
Chase was lady in language and ap-
pcaranee. Andrew naturally felt some re-
sentiment towards Mr.. Harlow. but brief
extinguished all unpleasant feel
ings, and inspired mutual affection and
respect.
Mr.. Harlow left substantial tokens Of his
gratitude in that poor home, and the wild
ow's eyes were wet with tears of Joy, and
her children gathered round her with glad
some faces.
But another was happier still, for sit i;
more blessed to give than receive"
1t was evening. A wild, autumn storm
wa led around the house, and the cold
sleet drove sharply against the window
panes; but within the parlor was the light
of the cheerful fire, and the still warmer
glow of smiling faces.
How happy papa looks tonight! said
Harry. Father has been telling mother
how much he means to do for Andrew
Chase and his mother, brother and sister,
They have been very poor, but now the
children are to have good clothes, and 60
to school, and father Will give Andrew wa
ges 50 that he can provide for them all in
comfort a
That's goOd,' cried Harry-'now 1
Know why papa smiles with his eyes shut;
he is listening to the sweet Echoes in his
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