Ellsworth American. [volume] (Ellsworth, Me.) 1855-current, 1865-06-23

fear l made o tatal mlst0ko, since both oy
disposition and from love to my Saviour
[ am a man of peace, and can not take to
these quarrels and processes. Had l un-
dcrstood my Gods will when commenc.
ed those studies, it had been better
But to continue my story; for ten years
| suffered hunger and thirst enough at
the Latin school of Schleusingen, little
town in the neighborhood of my birth
place, where 1 learned that the wisdom Of
this world will not bring me bread. Then,
at two-and.twcnty, went to konigsberg
to study;l law. It was far to journey, but
fed from the hideous strifes that wasted
my fatherland. I avoided the horrors Of
war, but only to fall into the equal horror
OF fire, and l soon lost by the flames oil
I had. to the last farthing, and was a
beggar." -a4 "a f: "i "4
my poor mar! Did that not leave
you in despair p
II won't appear better than was ;
and as strove in the great city, without
friend or help, my heart sank but the
dear God had mercy on me, and if bore
the cross, l lived well in body and
SOUL"
"Why. what had you to live on :"
"The gift Of God. You must know
that am q poet, and may have heard
that have some readiness in playing the
violoncello, and by these I found many
friends and benefactors. whs helped me
indeed sparingly enough" a-
.And did you remain in Konigsberg
till you came here ?"
"No," he answered, sighing heavily
AFTER Eve years went to Danzig, in
in the hope Of earning bread there, and
finding that false hope, went to Thorn,
ard there succeeded beyond my expecta.
tion. God brought to me many a dear
soul that took me for friend and brother
But for all that could find no official
position, and so I determined at last to
seek in my native town what was deni-
ed me elsewhere. Hamburg lay in my
way. and as passed through it voice
seemed to say to me: abide here, and
God will supply thee But it must have
been the Voice of my own will for you
know now that things are not bright with
me here"
"But tell me-" said the landlady, "what
office do you seek 2"
"If it were Gods will, l could earn
my bread at scriyening, or cleakship oI
any SORT"
Then you arc not musician?"
Well, [ am, and | am not. l csn
play little, but for my pleasure, not to
win bread. This violin is my only
friend in the world
"But how do you live?'
My good woman" he said, with a
faint smile, IL could tell you much Of the
wonderful goodness and mercy Of God
to me in all my misery 1t is true !
have now nothing left but this dear old
violin. But you know Mr.. Siebert ?
lie has clerkship vacant, and he is to
answer my application to-day. | believe
it is time for me to be with him, so you
must excuse me-"
Nathan IIirscl,, the Jew pa nbroker
dwelt in one Of the narrow. crooked
lanes that led down to the harbor. lie
listened from morning till night to the
music of the steps that crossed his thres'
hold. Late one evening young man in
a shabby cloak entered the musty shop.
"Good evening, Mr.. Neumalk," said
the Jew. What brings you so late
Have you no patience till tho morn.
ing?"
No, Nathan; if had waited till the
morning, perhaps | had not come at all.
What will you give me for this violon-
cello ?'
"Now, what am to do with this great
eddie ?''drawled tho Jew.
THAT you know perfectly well, Nathan
Put it in the corner there behind the
clothes, where no one will see it. Now
what will you give me for it?
Nathan took it up, examined it on
every side, and said. as he laid it down.
What will give you? Is it for two
pence wol tn of wood. and a couple of old
strirgs2 l have seen fiddles with silver
and mother-of:pearl; but there is nothing
here but lumber"
"uear me. said Neumaak Full FIVE
years long | boarded. farthing by farth.
ing, full Eve years | suffered hunger and
pain, before had the five pounds that
bought this instrument. Lend INC two
on it. You shall have three should |
redeem it,
The Jew flung up his hands.
1.-TWO pounds Hear him Two pounds
for a pennyworth of wood! What am l
to do with it if you won't redeem it3"
"Nathan"-and the young man spoke
low and strong-"You don't know how
my whole soul is in this violin. 1t is
my last earthly comfort, my only earth
ly friend. tell thee | might almost as
we'll pawn myself as it. Wouldst have
my soul 7"
"Why not? And if you did not re.
deem il, it would be mine. But what
would the jew do with your soul"
Hush, Jew. Yet tho fault was my
own. The Savior whom thy people cru
cited has redeemed my soul, and | am
his. spoke in the lightness Of despair.
But am his aud he will never suffer me
to want. 1t Is hard when must sacri.
fec the last and dearest. But he will
help me. will pay thee back"
"Young man, you will not deceive me
with these vain hopes. Tho last timc
did you not tell me that rich merchant
would help you? 2" . Iy5
aS;chort Yes I went tn him nj his