Ashtabula weekly telegraph. [volume] (Ashtabula, Ohio) 1853-1873, 1861-10-12
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I've heard Of your misfortunes, said she,
would not this aid you to get on again 2
l caunot say but that lt would, replied
the man. ~ s
You hear that, father said she eagerly.
You know that be has LOST nearly all be had
on earth. You will let him have IL until
better times. Will yoa not2 s
Obed turned testify on his bed. The
girls mad Reach me the inkstand, John.
viii write you n receipt for the money
Not a word more. Hitherto you've been
aquiet obedient sirl Cd rot the girl,
what's IN her2 I
The farmer reached the pen and ink
TO the old man, who sat up in the bed, aud
wrote the receipt. The other took it, fold
cd it up, aid put in bis pocket. Before be
went he approached Esther and took her
hand. ouee bad a daughter. Thank God,
sue d'ed before we came 10 what we now
are. IL was heavy sorrow then but
can see.the kindness Of it now, for 1t would
haze added great weight 20 my heart to
have dlmmed her youth with the SORROWS
! which overshadow me. But If she had lived
Efeel that she would have been like You,
and could have asked nothing better for
her sE-gi tHa % eE tIf7E 60 ru leles
He turned abruptly from her, and his
heavy step was heard as he descended the
stairs aud left the house. @
Once more Esther approached the bed.
Father let me call him back before he is
gone too far 3; Iimplore it for your sake
implore for the love Of heaven. Oh | you
know not all that is depending on your
words and acts to night nflee
Despite the saduessof her Tone Obed
lwastairly reused to wrath. / tell you no :
thousand times no Were the very hell.
hounds that placed me here, in this very
room, I'd tell you moi :
Esther drew back, q mysterions change
came over her a4 she spoke Now hear
me yet again. It is not too late.
In her voice there was tone of solemn
sudaess such as he had never heaed before,
and which filed his heart with foreboding
but the grim demon which had griped 1t SO
long, still kept its ho.d, and struggled bard
to keep his boiler feelings out. He shook
his head She did not regard his gesture,
but spoke 0n From my childhood until
now have been with you. have seen
you grow from poverty to wealth You
were an earnest. striving, frugal man you
struggled aud fought your way on you
placed dollar by dollar, aud as you saw your
stote increase your heart grew glad
The old man chuckledin his bed, and rub
bed his hands, his eyes cleaning Sith sat-
isfaution. aJa..5 - M a
| Ay, girl, money is power, remember that,
always remember that, ssa
But she waved her head and went on:---
AS your heart rejoiced it also grew hard
aud strong, Its better feelings one By one
were frozen out. until at last bat one single
oyrwhelming passion filed it crushing 10
atoms all Others, and sitting there alone--.
the sordid love of gain
The old man made gesture of impatience.
I'm no worse than my neigbbors--nota
whit worse. g
The girl still went on FL watched this
feeling as it grew. Child, as was, tried
to battle against it, and turn you to better
things hoped as l grew older, and as
coming years gave weight and Influence TO
my words, / still might redeem the past
aud win you from your threatened destiny.
1t was hard task, for ell went well
With you. When blight and mildew
swept the lands Of others. you gathered In
your harvest rich aud plentiful, No mur-
rain touched yonr flpcks. Yon turned to
other ventures, and still sDccess followed
Ia your train. Wherever you went, what.
ever you did, the gifts of God were shower
ed on you 10 rich profnsion. But amid them
all, your heart still clung to earth and
them. 1t was never raised in gratitude to
the GiVer, nor did it dream of the object Of
the gift
Yaar wrong, my child, indeed you are.
said the old man, with trenulous voice,
lIwas grateful, indeed i vas. l said my
prayers always.
Idle words. bearing no fruit 7 What
acts Of yours ever showed that the blessings
which you received we're extended BY you
to Others 7 demanded Esther.
Obed mutteFed something about throw.
lug away mercy on wastefal. improyident
vagabonds. 3t.s ola. se. -sgsro ~
The poor were about you by hundreds,
nay by thousands the earth was teeming
with them Their cry for help, by you eE-
er unheeded, from you went to heaven with
The story of its wrongs, with not one voice
to say that You had sheltered, fed or cloth
ed. Sueh as sought yon, you taunted with
the calamilies which Heaven bad cast upon
them, as crimes of their own committing.
Tue result came. Your house was shnn-
ned by every one who felt that sorrow aud
suffering formed claim to aid and sympa-
thy from all who belonged to the great bro
tberhood of man. 1 was your child. and
J had an errand to fulfill Time was waning
fast !; tie frosis of age were on your brow.
! What if eternity were reached and found
you lost to mercy and TO God
Who arc you, demanded the old man sit
ling up in his bed, that yoa speuk thus to
me
As get, your child. -- - .t-is,.,,1
i was afraid you had forgotten i, replied
the old man. Now let me tell you, will
have no more OF this. tsa
The girl looked sadly 10 bis face-be it as
you have said-my mission is ended.
As she spoke, she stood before him DO
longer tmid, shrinking child, She still
wore the senblanee Of Der former self but
there was an Dir almost of glory about her
person, and majesty IN her clear eye, from
which all earthly passlpn had fed, and her
low. startling tones goke like conscience
Now haar and se1 The hidden past, and