The Emporia news. [volume] (Emporia, Kan.) 1859-1881, 1866-04-28
seat. and the carriage. driveou before he
| turned towards the Walshouse.

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turned towards the Walshouse.
And in that pause tbs gentleman fancisd
be bad restored his pocket book to its place,
but he was mistaken; it had not dropped In
to his pocket, as he supposed, but to the
ground. 1 marked itlfall: Isaw it living
there, and sprang forward to take it aad re-
turn il to the owner; but when I looked
around, he had disappeared, aud so had the
carriage z"if Z. --.roH - =
Little children. at that moment, when I
found myself alone. with ths great pocket
book in my hand, the devil satasssis Into
my heart. 1t was hut rninuts's work 20
enter the great building. inquire for the gen
tlemsn, and restore what he had lost; but
this thing did not do.o L hssitated, and
wayered, and looked wistfully at the peck
ct book. ..-tassss ..., -s4 rs .-
THERE'S great deal of money ia there
I've no doubt" went my thoughts. ''Oh,
if it were only yours !-yours and susis's. =
Add so tsmpersd with tenptatiou
For walked away from the warehouse
with the pocket book in my hands-walked
slowly, slowly, thinking every moment I
would return-feeling a new, secret. guilty
feeling in my heart. and yet strange de-
sire taking possession Of me- to see the con
tents oil Inc pocket-D0ok. sa & H@.-t
So / went home-for I must tell all the
sin of that time, holding nothing back. !
locked myself in my own room; uncIssped
The pocket book with = heart that beat and
fingers that shook, and the great rolls of
bank notes tumbed out on the table, beside
handful Of loose silver, and some unen,
dorssd checks. I counted the notes over;
there were five hundred of them. What a
marvellous ameuntit seemed to me How
I1wished they we're mine. How I thought
Of all tbs. comfort and happiness they would
buy for Susie-all the rest and pleasure for
me; and beat greedily over the pile of
notes, and my thoughts wandered away in
VISIONS OF what would do if they were
mine1-only mine. a 7sg s
u. But they are not yours, You'll be thief
if you keep ohe. cent of all that money.
You're an honest boy; get right up and car
ry that pocket book back TO its .rightful own
err said voice in my heart. .mq
Alb, bat think OF yourself-think of Su-
sie!' followed another voice. "HoW rich
and happy you and she would be with it
and finding money is very different thing
from fstealing it.'''
Dear children, am telling the truth. All
that day | went about with that money in
my hands-al day carrying in my heart
that restless, guilty. Wretched feeling, which
was burden to- me that to this Gay makes
me shudder to remember. could not look
in a human face. I shrank from encoun-
terimg a voice. The sin and the shame was
on my soul.
And at last the night came, and the face
of the earth was covered up. But it seem
ed to me the very stars knew my guilt. and
looked down sad and stern On me; and that
night could not kneel down as | had done
through all my life. and pray my evening
prayer. The night, like the day, was rest
less and wretched. I had placed the pock
ct book under my pillow, and every little
while [ would start from my troubled sleep
and feel of il, while . cold shudder would
creep all over me.
Nobody knows I'ye gotit," murmur-
ed to myself; andthsn all alone in the dark
ness and silence there came back to me
those words, among the last that heard
my mother speak on her dying bed-"If
you are ever tempted to do evil, Robert, re-
member always, and carry the Thought
through your life. that God sees goa 90
Blessed words, dropped from my moth
er's dying lips, and taking rootin her boys
soul.
AN that night when I woke from my fit
full Sleep the words would ever return to
me-; could not put them away with
thoughts of Susie's delight atthe new dress
and shoes bad dreamed of sending her,
and Just as the dawr began to spread over
the east its faint gray film, I said to my
self s4a 90
Il will not keep this money another day,
God. helping me-" And the weight and
the dread rolled away from my heart, and
fell into deep slumber.
1t was late in the morning when l woke.
The resolve of the night did not fail me.
was 20 longer afraid to kneel down aud bless
God that He had delivered me from this
temptation. 10 arsatg 2 s bga
As soon as breakfastsWas over | started
for the warehouse. aud inquired for Mr.
Henry Gordon, as this vas the name on the
pocket book; and was directed to the hotel
where be vas stopping. aod w sos
There / found the gentleman, aud With a
few words restored him bis lost pocket
book. q He was gentleman little past the.
prime OF life, with pleasant cOuntensnce,
and gray, piercing eyes, that searched my
lace keenIY, as be offered me q chair and
then proceeded to examine bis pocket;book.
sit is all right he said. looking up in
few moments. s'You read the advertise
menf. prssume, IN last nights paper Pr
s.No sir. know nothing about any,
'.What ! uo4 heard of The TeWard.1 offer
ed TO the finder of this go glaneiag again At
his pocketybook." ao5as ap 81
II knew nothing about il, SIR" ger.
The gentleman was still a moment, with
his keen eyes searching my face; and then
be drew a little nearsrs saying in kindly
voice 3 a068 .si8o1 ~ '
..But you Tell me, my boy that yoa say
me when Lsdsoppsd the book yesterday, a.
the warehouse. Why did you wait all this
time, instead Of restoring il to meat once?f
This was question for which j was to-
tally uBprepared. Il had never occurred
10 nae how. natural a one Il would be- I