Pomeroy weekly telegraph. [volume] (Pomeroy, Meigs County, Ohio) 1860-1866, 1865-10-05
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the hard ice again, |le turned back again to
The lady watched his uncertain steps and
soon she pitied lin His frame shook with
cold, and his benuubed hands could hardly
grasp his heavy sniff 1t was more than a
quarter of mile To the next house, and eve
ry step of the way Fglare ice" How could
he ever get there SThe lady grew ashamed.
"Of what am l afraidG she asked herself
"Of poor man who is SO poor he can
scarcely standY
"But," something whispered, "perhaps he
is not so feeble as be pretends. He may be
intoxicated; that * why he is on this retired
road on a day Ike Ibis \ If you take him in
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watched him until she saw him nearly fall
Then her pity spoke again: Poor old man ;
he can never walk to the next house he will
be sure to perish, and shall be responsible
for his death must not leave him to die
and go into eternity unprepared"
Again she opened the door, and again the
old man turned towards her. He tried to
walk, but the ice and wind were against him.
The ladys pity grew strong, and flying down
the path, she offered him her hand He took
it, and she was shocked at his benumbed sit
uation. Tenderly she led him into the house
and placed him before the fire. Then she re-
moved his cap and thin mittens, and sat down
by him, watching to see whether he was real
ly intoxicated as she had imagined.
~ thank you, lady," he said in a gentle
voice ~ thought was about to perish, but
the Lord has provided for me. The Lord
brought you to your door that you might help
me"
" How the lady's heart rebuked her. Ip
stead of being drunkar'l, he was one of he
Lords s chosen ones. What if she had/pey<
mitted him to die ? She shuddered At khe
thought
" 1t is too cold for You to be fit D-day,"
she said. ~
81 know it, madam, but FbaSe cone a
long way to see an old irienG Ihe stage left
me back here and ! lAveAwalkcd the rest
of the way. l suppose Fhafe nearly reached
my friends house. N is old, like me, and
for f many many years h%e not seen him-William
Smith. ~
civilian SmM, echoed the lady, "Why he
lives in the w uezt house. He is DEAR
"Yes, Ans%ered the visitor, 'he was al
ways go6d. Perhaps you have heard him
speak/6f me. My name is Jacob Snow.
,Ne lady held her breath. Jacob Snow, "
sN repeated. Are you the former bcnefac-
<kor Of John Towle, my husbands father"
"Yes," the old man replied, " know John
Towle but could not bofriend amy one, for
l have lost my property and am to old to get
more"
''stay with us, then,' said the lady, over.
whelmed at the thought that she had been
empted to let this good man perish.
Soon her husband came in and the. next
day, when the old man went to visit his friend
H. was carried in atiice sleigh, and loving
hands ministcrcd to his wants. His gratitude
his feyvent piety, and deep humility, was a rich
reward, for the lady's kindness She loved to
listen tohis holy conversation, and felt that she
had indeed entertained an angel unawarcs
"Cast thy bread upon the waters, and thou
shalt find it after many days" the old man said
"Little did think when saved the farm Of
John Towle, in The time of his distress that his
children would noprish me in my old age"
"Never close yoar doors upon waytarers
this lady often obsersed to her friends, ''nol
Judge them too larshl for by your kindness
to them, great blessing come to you, as
there has to me. The blessing of the Lords
poor is better than gold"