Oxford Democrat. [volume] (Paris, Me.) 1833-1933, 1861-12-27
OLD SERIES VOLUME 20. NO. 8.

thres othefs on ny cfurPes-
'0od blss my sosI. never heard ihs''
'is 10 true, air. nv sOn sddsd. With
little heat.
'Ys. cir ! struck 10. Christian charity
and that holy religion Of which trust 10
are common members, sssehes-'
lie vss looking st ne In such blank -
,ooishm.n, that I stopped. ,bossh'
hear. him murmar.
well, this beats-'
.Isy. 90 have made 10 al right about
the Wan; tslesraphsd down. shf'
'Thsnk yoa sihousand ,ins. answered.;
Why pu, yourself to such sroubls,
lie stopped. looked at mo with comic
expression. then wen, h's wsv. smiling.
Most extraordinary!
The bell. scream Of the whistle. and We
20 Cd. The old gentleman 10 our only CON.
panion bat my brave boy. wounded BY the
tone Of hi. lsss remarks. declines eou,evs.
ton. The cold Of tho night p'eree' into my
hones. ] am r-cked vi,h pains all my
joints are being fractured. A. the night
sdvsnees. the old g-nilemso stoops forward.
and In the same low whisper, which bear
perfectly. asks.
1T 10 assd for Saturday fOrss'eh,, sh
pot7'
.wha, !. fI.! ? s.id my brave boy. who
Vas . little slespy.
'The-the-,he You knov--the public
Reception. sdd. wishing to help him Ous.
II. looked At N. az in 9TH establishment.
'Pablic r-c-p,iOu' Well. you do 'pest
Of Il cooily'
'Y-.' said I. proadly. ~ 10 eoossh 10
turn ons's hsad.'
.rarn ONES head hs ssid. This 10
very bad-,sry bad
'B.dr I answered. Indignantly; IL an
proud Of III glory In IL .
THIN may heaven sof.sn your bsar'"
be aid.
gave THE psr'on up - insans also All
,h. principal stations I could see. yer. sd.
Weed 81 our coming Tor men-por'ers With
ianisrns--woald TO the window under a'rn'y
rr-,snss Of making us chow our tickets.
and woold stare AZ Rnsby long. thin.
white. tied per-on came IN. With n lantern.
too lin b.. r~'.) eat down directly orp,-
site To me. and fIins b" eye. plAintirsly on
ne. hssan 90 snuf's.
.Osic~r.' he ssid At last. turning TO ny
,on.--' "f5crr, give N. l,a'. 10 'resk t~
Word. to iii. poor man upon his ''a's
Has hs shown any 'ians Of an awasCning.
olbcer''
I hear my con. Who has heen living hack
Sith hi, head On the ea.hinn murnar out
that, hs doesn't knos-tan'i cay Ind oil
'oh.r. the clergyman gee on. doos
he .ho~ in.-o.'b,ii,y' Hath he ioand
hahn. q rur~f
Tiongh inclin-d e. resent little tie 'n-
au,.iuv. character oi ihe.. iu,.rrus.,iuns.
&. Scr. I Ians~r With eoar,r'y-'.r. have
ui~d nearly every known rrnedy. anu AN
sorry TO cay hs,. as yet iouni no relief. l
despair Of . cure
Have you trisd-''
.Tried7 Tired what1' I interrupted
imratiently.
Poor. blinded. lost sheep. llOpslessly
siid nectsd''
You may cay that, ! said an 10 =
vice. The drugs do me no god. Even he
I cay. poiLtine to my sleeping son. would
make mo try = littls N the po'.nn line b,
.aid IL was violent remedy, and 90 u w.:
I think IL has done for me-
Iisrds ned ieyond redsmp,io = said the
iay.man. '0fhssr do you hear this 2
Perhaps @id I, = light suddenly break.
ing upon me. you may he the retired eIsr.
syu.n Of the papers. ~ho has Suffered 50
much. and arc willing for two postage.
stamps. to impars the .ccrss to Others. To
nervous suf,rer.l' Dont you know ,ha,
I'm 9 nervous sutf.rer ?
lie l. hsrdsn.a-hs viii die impenitsn,.'
said the el'rsymsn. oh. think, think en-
instant poor lo.t sheep. how
.sir.' I sahi. With dignity. "you have
applied that epi,hes to me once before. !
am neither poor. nor loa', nor. as fsr a"
know. . sbs-p Il !. free. very irss OF you.
indeed?'
with Jour s,nds Of life running out
(no doub, the advertising re'Ir-d clsrg-
m.n.) with only few days left to you.
with both legs In the grave. ~i'h the rope
already round your neck"
I colorst I was indignant a,thsss coarse
sllu.ion. 70 my state Of health. Pardon
me" I said-
Pardon = he answered, seornfully the
poor broken reed thss every condemned
wretch clinss To. 10 your case there i' no
hope-no. not . particle. Come he aid.
ainging himself on tho aoor Of the earrisss.
let Us pray for him. 0iscsr. i'in ms In
prayer for his stony heart. that IL may be
converted
I, seemed to hs an understood thing that
all 6r.t cla.a passengers to night ssrs to he
luns,ics; and - I held my peacs. and ,'ot
no further notice OF ,h. lean clergyman.
Tn. Train va. slaetsning its pace. We
~src drawing near to Stafford !, WAS 70.
lief.
An ofbci.i cane round with . lantern.
miinc tickets. oh. there yon are he
.a,d. f., oil rieh, The su''ner's wait
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