The Cadiz sentinel. [volume] (Cadiz, Ohio) 1864-1911, 1865-08-16

tendahts are all true mourners. There is no
sham there" f.
"And what else did he do with his mon
ey?' / asked, growing interested in the
ropemaker. "He had two dollars a week
still left for dispensation. - IT.
Yes Let me see! For one thing he
paid boy half dollar per week, to read to
| a poor blind woman; and in order that this
reading might not be given to a single pair
of ears alone, he took care to have the fact
known, that as many as choose might come
and listen. The consequence was that more
than dozen persons met, every evening, in
the blind woman's room to hear what was
read. This suggested to Tom the way in
which another half might be usefully in
vested The men in the rope walk were
mostly in the habit of spending their even
ings at tavens Tom found another lad
who was a tolerably good reader and paid
him halt dollar weekly to read aloud two
hours each evening, for such of his fellow
workmen as he could induce to assemble for
the purpose. He began with three; soon
increased to ten and when last heard Of
the matter, over twenty men met to hear
the boy read
Admirable! said I, with enthusiasm. 81
had one dollar left. y
Yes"
How was that disposed of?'
In ways innumcrable. cannot recollcct
them. The Good Tom Peters managed to
do with that dollar is almost fabulous; not
Of course, as to magnitude, but as to variety.
1t seemed to duplicate itself like the widows
oil and meal, whenever drawn upon. You
~ ola ln. -
which dispensation of money was involvek.
Of a poor woman helped in making up her
rent; of q dainty sent to a sick neighbor; of
a pair of shoes to a baretooted boy in winter,
or of book to child. Why sirl Tom Pc
ters has left behind enough good deeds to
endowa whole calender of saints''
80 should think, after what you have
said or him.
'And yet sir, remember he only earned
nine dollars week!
II remember that very distinctly" | an
swered, "Ycs, sir, his death indeed is a
public calamity. 1t is no figure of speech
to say that his grave will be watcred by
tears. ''A.i.t r
None sir, none. He will be sorrowed
for by hundreds, and his memory will be
grcener and more tragent as the years pass
by He reared his own monument before
he left us-of good deeds"
parted from the strangers; as walked
from the cemetery | said to another man
who stood by my side, while | looked at q
fine piece of emblatc statuary
''Ihty have been burying rich man?'
Yes" he coldly replied
''What did he leaye?' ''-.
Nothing but money.
They have beer bulying a poor man, al
Tom Peters, a light broke over the
mans face. ..''s.,1 '' s"' .',,.
But he had not even money to leave"
But he had something far better, an
swered the man in tone of rebuke"
WHAT"
Good deeds, which like good seed, will
| reproduce themselves u thousand fold. Tom
| Peters earned just his nine dollars week
| Edward Ellis Esq.-there was smiling
contempt in his tones--was worth il is said
a million of dollars; yet the humble rope
maker did, while living, hundred time
the most good with his money, and Leaves
an estate that shall go on increasing in value
! through countless years. But the estate o
| Old Ellis will not pass to the third genera
ton. Tom Peters had the true riches, sir,
that are imperishable. People will ask
when man like Ellis dies What proper
| ty has he left behind him? But when {
man like our rcremaker passes away thu
angels ask: What good deeds has he sen
before him? This is the difference, sir, tn,
imneasurable difference, between the tive
mer-one in giving made himself rich; th'
other, in Withholding, become miserably
poor; so poor, that his memory is green il
no mans heart -
turned from the cemetery with new
impressions stirring in my mind, and th'
question, ''What kind of legacy will yo,
lcave?' pressing itself home to my thot s
Let it be good deeds rather than mon
cyl" said /, half aloud, in the glow of earn
est feelings, and went back again into thu
living world to take up the laboring oar TO
II brief season, and bend to my work with
serener spirit and, trust, nober pur
pose. a.rs