The spirit of democracy. [volume] (Woodsfield, Ohio) 1844-1994, 1862-10-29
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.ggaIbIiEd l,.sT5 9a1eI C,sl hla, .
AedI that time; ne | must mus h have HsaaHL aid o

vi matt thss il time, I must have aid Or
psI4shi $50 /
"a .s4g nouss aees99pssa wffS the sfepll,yG ll,yG
rr 3 !se. po2r .lnan de parted with sorrow ~
his he4at ta ind kinder soul ~ than, than th4tj
ot,, farmer Hard ysa4iI srr tsd4 slspl.y ass,
.Eather, said the daughter, after he had
gone, we. h haye, plenty and why not assist as
the paoi2 INT nlan is worthy ot;assistance,
apd we might -hl>e ailed, him and nd. never
missed, it, a..i..ya..e ai.dx ~, s,.,,n
LWill have no beSsars eneouraafge.d H ,, AZ g AT
nv hou e. was farmer Hardy rejolnder:
IF Jones, is ins9 want let him, him, apply to
the trustees of, the aims house. ~
: Amelia did not answer. Her thoughts !,
were wandering tothe desolate home or the
poor man and her mind Was engaged IN
forming plans for his relief, .sesal ~
L. Henrg Jones was. III fitted for the trade
lof a besgar,, and depressing wants OF his IS
family alone urged him on. Leaving far-
Liner, Hardy',s he once more .brayed scorn
land contempt but all in vain Weary and
worn. he, at last bent. his,steps hemeward,
EThe midnight tempest OF despair was ,'lsr rag
ling in his soul, and as he thought OF ms Is
Estarving wife, and children, tears OF bitter
Iagony eoursed down his, cheeks; r ces.,.
| Amelia Hardy, in the meantime, was vas. not o.
idle. The old farmer, after moments % $
1silence lighted his pipe, and was soon en-
lyeloped in "a cloud Of smok While thus
tengased, his ter stole softly from the
Eroem, to put in practical operation ray 1.a her
plans of relief. s,..> j. 81. k.4., ,.s,
T. She. had recognized, the man who had
applied, to her father for, assistance, ana
WAS deeply, hurt, at his refusal. Calling
1.-THE servant, she loaded him with all the
Inc aessaries Of life, A. basket was fiied
with breadand meat, tea and sugar, togeth-
I.erw with SONG old Globes and thus: WITH i
bpslqq, they Rr9ceedeas,, on on shc,r jour.
.tney.. IT, was, tYo long mites eefore ore sn.
REACHED her DISTINCTION and the coia %as s'
,I.most bitteT. But what cared the noble
lssirl! She was on al Grant Of mercy, ant
sslthe Warmth of the iles of eharify Yhicf
| plowed within her heart, spfead its 'Senia
! h fuspee, throushsut her; frame. IN
II Al fiaast she h reached the gottage Of Henf.
Z Jones. ; But What a, Scene Of. misery me
b her eye9greater ls e even than anticipated
1.-The walls Mere damp ana bare, nothing. bu
ta he'd 9 of straw, ahd a broken table, mad
p ,h he fnrnitGre, fi7 itGrseafsaaa little Bhngry face
q peeped from, every eorher." . As Ameii
5azed npan tthlls Us saehe 6 ehe Of w6e, she wept an
: 5niusied her tears with those OF the famlsil
y E'f Bas H IghHt 6br breaks III upon the scenic
& dasknss silyegr, lining 5i ss, y dllsefhs M
beneath the black cloud which 80 i9n e, ma
hoEered aveE thea, and nope Sf,s, s,,
: rail,J,pw. w spannea fheifa dark heaven
IL I.ikee.gi angel ST mercy Aneiia took took II
Il Il hasket, and IN as. She raisel the lid the ch,
VI asea. gstfhsre@ argnaa hersanf smiles
s @ M sies2s - Cher ei "a Food was gwen
tha Lnagrya r clothing to Che thinly ella
: mi !eg and sugar aahna other iuxypries
If. he s' ;nxIl' a. S5on a. fise vas kfiidiea apt
br die hearth. and as its Asines rosesupwar
aa hey ssjl. ca i the beam lIag countehanIces
IS the h lhappya aA GROUP. artIsai 0aerwhe hied Wi
nd thanks, the nd sGt 4t help WI
Is rs ION Lone on anlaIIxi se "a " Mrs, ones ~atch
~ - for the return ffn 6f ker husband TO S@eice
= him, back tpthe long qpkn9w1n lpxnries = :
oe- ,a a comfortab ble rmeA and m a,Yfr'n hresa
,he Night came at last, and the absent
a : : entered. There was a strong CLEAN IN .
rnd eye, and wildpess in his actioifs' oae u
AZ. Az saw it not. not As,he entered he gazed aros
- him but he Knew not what to make OF
sH4 ;sygs 81
Mt y sfsfHf:1e How canaaa cnaaa this food and FIRE IN
onsa9 lb,e ? ,exxdclaimesp'sc aa1 y s7hss' !
the, God sent enc Of fhis angels was
- 81 Mo- 20 is et9'th Il that has done thish he as
me Miss Hardy the 'fiiend Of the poor.
you.see here we owe to her. - de'<
,e oer . There, we're 'rejoictngs IN that heus
here proyyerty, and The prayers of two souls ;,
dow waited to the throne Of God, for WI
bor. noble heart scorned not the beggars,'
sipp s who saw in the pale and, EN- aeiated fo
a ,persoonifcatiop Of God wn.iamage. 9
ture Would to God that in this world Of
n in were more Of those aifgelshof earth, !
,nts fear no contamination or disgrace IN
dim waiting; the sti4gs of poverty y - :,
it's {T-f - \ =