The Richmond palladium. [volume] (Richmond, Ind.) 1855-1875, 1862-10-03
NO. Al.
Principal and Interest.


bent over the footpath IVES heavy With
evening moisture. aad the solitary old pine
tree at the curve Of the road upheld its
black fringed arms against Q sunset sky.
where the ruddy crimson had long since
ling their last vespers. under the shadow OF
softly moving leaves. blossoms were closing
their fragrant cups. along the course Of a
thousand dulcet- voiced streams; slespy little
ones were gathered safely around every
hearthstone; yet these two wanderers clung
together homeless and alone. in the falling
shadows Of the night.
Cheer up. my child, we have not very
Tar to SO. Come closer. let me brush the
dew from your curls. Now take nv hand"
Blu, the child hung back, sobbiug with
WEAKNESS and exhaustion, and the pale
young mother bending over her in vain al.
tempt TO soothe the hysterical excitement.
did not hear the rumble Of advancing wheels
until they passed close to her. and : rough.
hearty voice exclaimed:
What ails the little girl. Amt sick is
she?"
Mary Ellsworth had never seen Farmer
Raynesford befors-yet tho moment her
eyes rested on his wrinkled. sun burned
face with the shaggy brows overshadowing
kind eyes. she felt that he was friend, and
made answer promptly:
"Not sick. sir. but very tired. We have
walked a long way to-day"
"Got much further to go?" asked tho
farmer. tickling his horses ear with the end
Of his whip.
"ro BrecktOn."
Mr.. Raynesford gave low whistle.
That's four miles Of, and the gal is
pretty nigh used up already"
81 know it," said the woman. with sigh.
"but | have no money to hire lodging
nearer. In Brecktou hope to obtain work
in the factory"
Farmer Rayuesford gave the seat OF his
wagon thump with the whip handle that
made old Bonny drop the mouthful Of clo-
Yer he was nipping from the road side, and
prick up his ears Ia astonishment.
Il won't hear 20 such thing!" said he,
why. that child can't 90
twenty rods further! Here. get ia along
with me. You Won't be none the worse
for a bit of supper and . good nights rest.
l know Hannah'll scoldl'' he muttered, rs
he lifted the little girl to his side and ex.
tended his hand to the mother; s'but can't
see folks perishin' by the wsyside and never
offer to help EN-. don't care if she scolds
the roof Of the house off,
He drove rapidly along. making occa-
sional intefjectionAl remarks to his horse.
while Mrs. Ellsworth drew her thin shawl
around the little golden head that already
dropped drowsily upon her shoulder. and
thought with deep sensation OF gratitude
upon the shelter heaven had provided her in
her sorest strait.
1t was an oddly shaped old farm house,
gray with the storms of nearly half . GEN.
:t1
giant lilac bushes, and . kitchen where,
even in the bloomy month of June, great
fire roared up the wide.throstsd chimney.
and shining rows Of tin Winkcd and glitter
ed at every upward leap Of the flames
boards white as snow. the windows clear as
the hearth trinity brushed up,
and the table spread for supper in the mid.
die Of the room. Mrs. Ellsworth's heart in.
warmed at the genial sight.
Mr.. Raynesford jumped out OF the wagon,
threw the reins over post. and went in to
his domestic despot
"Look here, Hannah!" said he, to a tall,
angular looking female who emerged from
: pantry near by. ut the sound of his foot
steps. her face nearly or quito as sour as
the saucer of pickles she was carrying, 'jest
set . couple more plates on the table, will
youl I've brought homo . woman and
little gal that 1 found . piece below here,
zen almost tired 10 death. They was cal
culatin' to walk on to Breckton bat I thought
it wouldn't hurt NJ to keep 'em over night?"
I'm astonshed At you Job Rayncsford,"
said his better half. in . tone Of indignant
1--WE might jest Is veil
hang out tavern sign aS ones. and done
with it-you always brisg homo some poor
mis- able creature or otheR. and
There, there. Hannah." interrupted Mr..
"I'm always willing to hea, to
You when you're anyways reasonable, but
i goes clear sg'in my grain to see poor folks
! sufferin' and never stretch out Q helpin'
hand. 'Taint Scnptes nor 'tains human ns-
.ure."
"wen. go your own gait. Job R.ynss-
ord" responded his VIII tsrtly, ''only
mark my words. if you don't end your days
O the poorhouse. 'twout b through no
ault o yournv'
She shut the pantry door with . bang
hat made all the jelly. cups and milk pans
'aitle. while Job. with ~ odd grimsoe, went
but 10 help his guests 10 alighS.
''Don't mind my old womsn." said he.
lpologetically. as Mrs. Ellsworth sprang to
he ground; "shs's kind o sharp spoken.
but she means well artss al. We sio't ell
lest alike in our notions. yo1 ksowP'
eff all the world were like you SIR said
he Young widow. with tsass in her eyes.
here would be less vast and suffering by
Ar" s-ss ls@se
Farmer Raysesferd pretended not 10 hcss
.bs was busy lifting little Nary ont.
Set on them sblackboxyiui. HannAb.''
aid be. toward the sloss of dor evening
peal; the little gals - tiped - errast ea1