Pomeroy weekly telegraph. [volume] (Pomeroy, Meigs County, Ohio) 1860-1866, 1861-05-17

This little narrative was listened to
with thrilling interest by the family
group. Eddie, the dear, youngest one,
had narrowly escaped frightful death.
Il should like to shake hands with
that Andrew Chase" calculated Nelson,
she is a brave fellow"
eyes, chat be is" cried Harry, en-
phatically.
"He was a good boy" said little su-
san, with tears in her eyes.
Ellen's eyes quite overfowed. She
took the little fellow from her mother
arms, and gazed lovingly into bis bright,
young face; she kissed the fresh red lips,
and the beautiful black eyes, and stroked
the fair, curly hair, which was her pride;
and the vision Of that cherished one, all
tcrushed and mutilated, no more to bless
them with his presence, made her shud-
der. But she had him safe in her arms,
and her heart went up in gratitude to
the great Preserver, and she blessed the
name of Andrew Chase.
"Come to papa'' said Mr.. Harlow,
holding out his hand, and the child
sprang upon his knee to receive fervest
embrace.
| Mingled emotions Of gratitude, regret
and shame, swelled Mr.. Harlow's breast.
Now he understood the meaning of An
drcw's last half triumphant glance, and
as he pondered it over, he could not blame
the pride of spirit which he 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 carelessness
and neglect. 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 would have approved
the boy, though his loss were great
But it was Eddie, the pet lamb Of his
flock! Ho was under infinite obliga-
tions to Andrew, and he had sent him
from his presence with severest reproof
He tried to comfort himself with the
though that tomorrow he would find
him and reward him suitably. This was
easy to resolve but difieultto 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 of whom he inquired were
equally ignorant.
Weeks passed, and he began to feel
the burden of unacknowledged gratitude
painfully, when one day plainly dressed
woman entered the store, and asked for
the proprietor of the establishment
She threw up her veil, disclosing a pale
sorrowful face
~ am Mrs. Chase, the mother Of An
drew" said she, by way of Introduction
Il am truly glad to see you" said Mr..
Harlow, shaking her hand. "Where is
Andrew? have been searching for him
for long time
ale is at home, just recovered from a
fit of illness. He spent two rainy, chilly
days in endeavoring to find employment,
and caught violent cold, which settled
upon his lungs, and he has not left the
house since. He is getting better, and
will soon be able to be out. 1 depend
much upon his earnings, and cannot af-
ford to have him waste any time in find
ing place. He is too proud to come
to you himself, SO | have come to ask
you to recommend him to others, if you
are unwilling to receive him again into
your store
"Mrs. Chase" said the merchant, IN a
husky voice, Il was hasty and unjust in
my treatment Of your son, and he has
laid me under deep debt Of gratitude
i must see him.'
Mr.. Harlow was not a man of many
words. He accompanied the poor wo-
man home. He was shocked to find it
so unpleasantly situated and so very
humble, for Mrs. Chase was lady in
language and appearance. Andrew nat
urally felt some resentment toward Mr..
Harlow, but brief interview extin-
guished all unpleasant feelings, and in
spired mutual affection and respect
Mr.. Harlow left substantial tokens of
his gratitude in that poor home, and the
widows eyes were wet with tears Of JOY,
and her children gathered around her
with gladstone faces. But another was
happier still, for sit is more blessed to
give than to receive"
Itwas evening A wild autumn storm
walled around the house, and the cold
sleet drove sharply against the window
panes; but within the parlor was the
light of cheerful fire, and the still
warmer glow Of smiling faces.
Glow happy papa looks to- night!
said Harry, aside to his sister Ellen; she
is leaning his head back in his chair
with his eyes shut, but he is not sleep
ing, for he keeps smiling at his own
thoughts
They must be pleasant thoughts,
Harry Father has been telling mother
how much he means to do for Andrew
Chase and his mother, brother and sis
ter They have been very poor, but now
the children are to have good clothes,
and go to school, and father will give
Andrew wages, so that he can provide
for them all in comfort"
"That's good?" cried Harry-'now
I know why papa smiles with his eyes
shut; he is listening to the sweet echoes
in his hearth