The Cadiz Democratic sentinel. [volume] (Cadiz, Ohio) 1854-1864, 1864-04-20

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Oh Is1slturned ont olhcase and home
f6eeinroi hats too bsdf
Tins said q gshtleusn Who was salkinp
shoH ne iilars ohSes!ord& Co., that made
sE3. Z sur some years ago.
Olffsrsei Benioa Eas worthy 81 THE name
4 asni6sd, white haired mas. With a calm
and Fssst eOnn,snADcs. who Nth regard &c
m~oatprsbiiI. bai Ly.d IN the courts OF the
Lord all the days OF his lie.
Evvrythlng vas taken bslonEing 10 Sea ord
d OF Mt cyea fhe kuie house who're Israel
bspton had lived IN. Q m ort with hrs aged
wiz, was spa-ei. For twenty years ne h.d
heen connected with SeAford 6 c. had doae
I'M daty with sntaggins spirits and u~nfsiliug
regularity. Il had seemed TO him as IL he
wasrtO die IN their hOnored euspley, Jehn
bea'ora had Oxen sahl to him,
'lssaeL. don't tax yourseR TOO hard; rest
whsD you will, old friend; aId il the time
sonest that you aust lay BY, why, remember
shat sou and your wife are provided for'-
Aud SO he had complacently looked up IN
bilossli as cared for up 10 The end OF his good
aud honorable life. -.v
The shock fell with added weight because
hs wife had for some time been ailing. Sea
hid E Co. were stricken as terribly as men
could be, Tor they failed through the dislon>
esty OF others! They were true men, both o
them. men who followed the Bible precepts,
and Suddenly Heaven had smittsa them.s d.
Israel came back from the store on. shat sad
morning, not utterly cast down, but very
heavy hearted. 1t had been his custom for 8
long time to 60 out at six aud come back a:
seven nr his breakfast and family worship.
tI-re he was on the threshold no longer his.
The words Of the elder Sealord rang in his
sSEs;g So 4r s-as a-ele .E .s,-a
Israel, | wish we could have ssted your
little home. l. tries US very much hat we
cannot" lie could answer nothing, for it
was bard st sky nine to be homeless.
lie could Look into the pleasant t~ea.rootn,
where Martha sat, waiting Tor him Ythe little
LOAF on the able, tbs bright tin tea pot, the
snowy cloth. for whatever passed through
Marlha's hands came forth whittier and better,
il hat were poss bic. ..-s
u can't bear 10 go in he thought to him~
seli, as he hustled about, hanging up his haE,
brushing his silvsry glstening locks back
from q broad forehead. There were two
glass panes set in the door, and through them
As saw the room, Martha's pale, gentle iacs
the SUI streaming over the picture Of Wash
ington, and falling down to The faded lounge.
At last he cried, ,nanfully. unto his 'soul,
why art thou cast down, 0 my soui?-
Wig art thou disquieted within me? hope
then in God;' and so be was fortified to 90 in,
even to tell Martha. aftsr they had eaten.
i thought you made q small breakfast was
her. quiet reply but the tears were struggling
up, nevertheless. And again she said, as she
moved, her chair back, -
1Weil, Israel, we are old, and have never
wanted. Some way viii bs opened for u.s.
At that moment there was 3 bus ls at the
door, A manly fellow OF thirty came in,
much excited; his hat in his hand.
u, father, it can't DO trueH he cried, breath
lsssly; 4 heard it down town.
Malta little, john, and the old man pla
ced his trenulous hand on the sinewy arm.
,we're going to read now, Sit down and calm
yourself, my son, and Well talk Of this af-
Ter YARDS
John tsll into a chair, but the troubled
look remained all through the reading OF the
Psalm, and possibly, while Israel prayed to
his God rr-.
s'Teach US to bow humbly, my Father. O,
teach me to say, Thy will be DONE was the
las. sentence OF she childlike prayer OF the
kitb'ul old man.
Nov, John,' said Israel, smiling, as he
arose; Martha, still sad, cleared the table
softly, stepping every little while to listen.
what ia the world will you do, 'atherF'
Il haven't had tune to think said the old
man sighing, in spite Of himself, but We
shall get along 'a.... =sa2 go
John shook the foot that hung over his
kaes, and his face grew darker and darker.
Ne was thinking how impossible 1t would be
for him to'help his old father. lie had mar.
ried young,some said inprndently, bnt It was
no, 80 in the main, for be had found a cheer
tul, industrious wife. His only trouble was
want yotmeans--not absolute. want-but he
received q veryAsmall salary, and his iamily
was increasing. He already had four chll.
dren, and only houssroom enough ioa them.
If 1 had q palace, father, you should come
right with me. o, what q curse il is to be
poor
ttiush, John, don't let ms hear such Ian
guage from your lips. God has appointed US
each bis share OF sorrow. | have been com.
Portable all my life, perhaps mine is coming
now; and, John, il 1t is, there'N be only a
short strife, for the old man is almost seven
,y.'
One or two tears fell down Martha's pale
cheek, but she was very patient; she said
nothing. E# IL
'IfBiel was only like any other man. cried
John, starting up, angry, it would not mats
ter but to think Of your son and my brother
being such a skinfint. | hope he will be
poor be lore he Dies - g1 ~
%, John' cried Martha. repiningly. r
4 am sorry 10 see that spirit, my son. said
Israel. 1T hurts NE more ia N all my trou-
ble.'
We'll, father, don't think OF it, I'm wrong,
OF course, and hasty, but do wish tor your
sake, and Tor mothers, that.1 had all 'Biel's
wealth Tha. don't mend matters, however.
I'm going down the street. I'll call in a
gain to day or to morrow and off he w.nt,
hastily.
Walking himself into a prespira ion, he
suddenly confronted a tall, keen looking man
Just leaving q brokers' office. .s.
CONS back, Bel he said, Il want to
speak to YOU s.
'Im rather particular about getting down
town Immediately returned the man SO ad-
dressed. NIF-. -1& Etas9
'Its only a minute, about exclaimed John
impatiently.
well, I'll give you five,' said the broker,
and went back into his office.
You've heard OF the Seaford's failureT
tOf course / HAYES answered the Broker
And that father is turned out Of house and
home1 ssssFesag q tfEt yG.sTas
well, no, 1 did not hear Of that replied
the, broker, knitting his brows slightly.
tWelb it's so. They haven't saved a cent.
Even that poor, little house must 60. Now,
what's to be done for fatherr
sWhy, can't you take him homer asked
the broker, calmly. a
aMep Johns brow flushed holly to the
adra nfhia hair.l NJ 5000 .r -. IL