The daily Gate City. [volume] (Keokuk, Iowa) 1855-1916, 1867-01-06
SUN DAY READING.


1t is a dreadful thing to be old and poor
and have no home; but there is deeper
depth Of human calamity than this-it Is TO
have, in addition, an cid age of wasting,
wearing sickness, which is often superinduced
by the constant depression of mind which at
tends the consciousness of being alone and
frlendless, and in want. One Of the very
best means of avoiding an old age of desti-
tuition and bodily suffering, is to cultivate,
while young, al the benevolent and generous
feelings Of our nature, never, By any posi-
billy, allowing any opportunity to pass ofbe-
friending a fellow traveller, as we are passing
along HE journey, for sooner or later the
reward viii cone-the reward Of a happy
heart and d comfortable provision for deeliu-
ing years.
In l812a wounded soldier was lying help.
less on the plains of Chalmette. a few miles
below New Orleans. \ youth passing that
way kueeled at his side, inquired as TO his
wants, conveyed him 20 a shelter, and re-
manned with him until he was able to leave
for his home in the city. Nearly half a cen
turv later The wounded soldier died, but old
judah Iouro never forgot the youth who
helped him on that battle field, and left aim
500. 600 ia money, besides some duties TO
perform which eventually yielded Ar. Shep-
herd $4,000 more.
While living in New Orleans, about the
year 1850, a poor young doctor with a large
family end q small practice often came into
my Office. He. always courteous, always
kind, and always sad; and who could be 9th.
erwisc when anxiety for to-morrow's bread
Coz wife aud children is always pressing on
the heart9 But there came o letter one day,
xi,k The English post mark, making inquiries
fora certain Young American doctor who
had greatly befrienGed an English gentleman
during a long and dangerous attack OF sick~
ness, III New Orleans, a number OF years be-
fore. This grateful gentleman had died, and
left our poor Young doctor a fine estate.
Ten wears ago and less. there lived in the
CITY OF New FORK a clergyman whose name
and memory are sacred to thousands Of crate.
ful. loving, revering hearts. He has nttbeen
dead long; he will never die out Of the holy
affections OF the people before whom he came
in aud went out SO many years. Among his
people there was one man, and he WIS OF
large wealth. who seemed 10 make il his spe-
ciai business. as il was his highest happiness
to see that this reverend pastor wanted 10th.
ing. IL was not o htful care. II did not
spring up in May, and die long before De.
cember came. but through weeks and months
and long years it was always the same; IN
cessant perennial gushing up always like a
never failing spring. The pastor died; his
loving watcher, by no fault of his own, failed
for almost millions; any recovery was abso>
lutely helpless The grief that oppressed
him most was the loss of ability to help the
helpless. Men looked on and wondered. and
began to question If Providence would lei
such a man come to want in gray hairs. Bat
there was an eve upon him. A man of very
great wealth said: He must not suffer who
cared 50 we'll aud so faithfully for my OLD
minister. He is just the man ! want TO at
tend TO my estates. and he shall have all he
asks for as compensation for his services
-HalfS Journal Of Health.