The Plymouth weekly Democrat. (Plymouth, Ind.) 1860-1869, 1866-10-25
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4 comm an word. and yet how full Of
meaning. The school bell Is ringing,
says the innocent little prattler at play, L
must 90. The hour Of labor has come,
says the man of toll, and | must 90. \
dying parishoner has sent for me. says tho
clergyman and must 90. Another weary,
cherries thankless day calls me to the
sanctum says the editor, and must 20. |
have weishty case on hand to>day de-
manding all my time and attention. says
the lawyer, and | must gO.-as if the uni
versal motto OF the age IS heard, echoed
and rc-cchoei on every side, by oh ana
young, high anl low, rich and poor, happy
and miserable.
All must go all are going, and yet the
restless, heaving. surging tide Of humanity
10 never gone. We might perhaps intro
ducc this expressive phrase into scenes of
greater length and Of more than ordinary
interest; but having other thoughts aud
other duties to look after, We too, must
go' and be content with sketching one or
two
'Tis getting late, says the loyer to the
loved one, and | must 90; must bid fare
well for a time. TO those charmed and
bllssful hours, once more to minsle with
the PERI lexities of busy world. Then
clasping her fondly to his bosom, AMI pas
sionately pressing those lips to his own, he
is gone till those happy days return, or
perchanee TIL he may lead the gentle
charmer Of his life willing captive totkc-
hymenial altar.
One short year rolls round, and how
changed the scene Again as then. it is
night. \ wan, pale being, of emaciatcd.
form, is lying ON her dying couch. The
long, weary days, and weary nights have
passed away. Her hours Of anguish are no
more. The insidious destroyer has done
his work. Friends near AMI dear are
around her-a tender husband bends over
but these cannot arrest the hand of dis
ease or postpone the parting hour
''llark the angels are whispering come.
come and must 90; countless shining
ones in white are waiting to welc ome me
| must go Farewell till We meet in heay~
en-. The SNOWY hand falls lifeess.
sweetness and beauty rests on those pallid,
marble-hke features, and she is gone, gone
forever,
Gentle reader. like her. when the last of
earth shall come may you hear the wei
coming of whispering angels, lke her re-
spond Il must 60
DIsCovERY og CONCEALED MONEY
\ singular discovery was recently made
by girl employed in the Wisconsin paper
mill at Milwaukee illustrating iorc;biy the
old adagc that what is one persons loss
is another persons gain" Last Friday
while one of the girls was sorting lot of
rags which had been recently shipped to
Milwaukee from this city, she came across
an old army knapSack which, in tearing
to pieces. revealed package of 81 600 ia
greenbacks which had been Scwed between
the lining and the ortside 1t has been
customary at the mil when money is found
concealed, to take il to the Office of the
works and surrender it n the propr:etors,
the finder receiving 8 shcral reward But
the fortunate fndsY cf the above mentions
ed package, instead o4 complying with ;hiS
custom, retained 81 600 of the money. and
gaye to her employers only 5000 of the
money. An old knapsack is rather a sim
eular place to secrete such a large amount
af money, but it probably has a history
explanatory Of the reason which will never
be revealed.
The owner probably fell in battle. aud
bis knapsack laying on the field was con
lemned as worthless. and the money IN
ended TO alleviate the SORROWS of the
future, in the above remarkable manner
ell into the hands of strangers.