The Cadiz Democratic sentinel. [volume] (Cadiz, Ohio) 1854-1864, 1861-12-18

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Sarah Goodwin was the name OF poor
seamstress, residing in the city Of New York.
She was not wholly friendless; but those
whom she knew, and who would have aided
her in her struggles, wetc very poor and
could not. So she, widow, and four boys
from the ages Of four and nine years, strug
gled through the winters cold and summers
heat, providing her little family with bread
and that was al. Her boys were good chill
4dren, always in their home after .nightall,
and giving their mother every cent Of their
little earnings as often as they found work to
do. At last the mother fell sick and through
a weary illness she had no other attendance
save the occasional help of a neghbor and
the constant aid Of her poor little boys 1t
was touching to behold their kind ways and
to hear their gentle words. Eyarybody said
they would te blessed in coming years, for
their thoughtful love towards their mother.
The widow recovered; but it was now the
middle Of winter, and their little stock OF
tuel was most gone. AS soon as her strength
permitted she walked through the cold Of o
cherries day, to the shop Of her employer,
and told hi m her piiiiul story. Buth he sad
il was hard times; her illness had made room
for others as destitute as herself and they
had not one stitch OF work to give her. With
ssinking heart, but praying to keep her
courage up, the peor woman toiled on from
shop to shop, until 1t became late, and, with
tears and darkncrs, she could hardly see her
Hay home. So. 4 @.@l gxxIy
"If Mr.. Hart had himself been there )" she
said 10 herself bending to the strong wind,
and drawing her scany shawl closer about
her form. II know he would have given me
work" a.
AS she whispered thus through her chat
tering teeth, tall gentleman passed BY her;
and as he did so, something fell to the side
walk, and lay upon the crusted snow. Sarah
paused. She had heard the noise made.by
the little packet, and strange impression
led her to search far il. OH .joyl. it-was a
pursey heavy and filed to the biim, yellow
and shining lay the gold Within as she car
ried it tstoward lighted widow. .,sa. =
SaMy poorboys, they shall want food no
more" she cried; this is gold. Think that
God must have put in my way, for he saw.I
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was IN despair" Z ''' VI. " .4.,s :
Suddenly, like a flash Of lightning, the
thought occurred to Sarah, that not one cent
ofihe treasure was honestly hers. But a mo.
inent she fingered; pressing the money with
her numbed fingers, the sorrowful tears cha
sing down her thin checks: then starting for
ward to find the owner ofsthe purse, she
walked hurriediy'up the street, fearful that
the temptation, should she arrive at her poor
room aud see her Anisiing children, might
prove too strong for her honesty.s Il
Opposite Tie great hotel. as she stood think
Ing which way to take. shs saw The stranger
enter ghe knew him by the long hair which
curlsd TO his shoulders, md, timidly crossing
the street. she made her wy into the hailJ
and there bawlldered by the Tight. knew. hot
what to say, tiil twice asked BY the servant
what she wanted. Ot course, she could do
10 more than describe The stranger BY lid !
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