Clarksville weekly chronicle. [volume] (Clarksville, Tenn.) 1865-1867, 1867-03-22
THE WOOLEN STOCKING.

qucouon WHICH Efia5 IfienQ LOUISA asked
her when she called one afternoon and
found her crying as though her heart would
break.
another gives me so much knitting to do
that | never have much time to run about
and play" was the answer which Ella made
to louisa.
"No~, don't get impatient and angry,
for your mother Is very kind to you
She has made you knit, just as my mother
makes me knit, but our fathers are poor,
and we ought to work to help paw their ex-
penses."
These consoling words had good effect on
Ella. She brushed away her tears, took up
the stocking, and said that she would finish
it in good humor.
Now, Elias father was a good honest man.
He was a mason In a large manufacturing
town In Germany. He had to build very
high walls, and chimneys as high as shot
towers. At the time of which am speak
ing he was builing very high chimney ~
sugar refinery. Everybody who saw him
working in 1t thought 1t very dangerous
place.
Ella went to her mother and said
"Father will finish the big chimney to-
day, won't he, mother2"
AYES, he said that he was going to throw
the whole scaffolding down this very after
noon and am very glad of it, for am al
ways anxious about him just before he fin-
ishes high chimney. There is great dan
ger, and your father is gen orally the last one
to come down."
"Then," said Ella, "willie and will 60
apd see him, ii you will consent and we will
have good time calling to him before he
comes down." ..
"Hurrah +" shouted Willie, who was an
interested listener. Consent was given by
their mother, and soon they were both ruu-
ming through the streets just as fast as they
could go. By-and-by they reached the great
chimney. The scaffolding was nearly all
down, for the workmen had been taking it
down very carefully all day. The last piece
was .aken off. Willie and Ella saw great
crowd of people gathered around. By-and-
by the last stroke of the trowel was made
by Mr.. Singer, the father Of Ella and her
brother. He stood up there alone He took
off his hat and cheered. All the people be-
low answered him with loud shouts of con-
graduation.
But in q little time after the cheering
had ceased they heard Mr.. Singer call call
aloud, as if in great distress, "the rope the
ropel"
The workmen who had taken down the
scaffolding looked around and behold there
was the rope lying fiat on the groundl It was
the one which was to have been fastened
at the top of the chimney for Mr.. Singer "a
come down on. Strange to say, it had not
been thought Of. /.
| A deep silence prevailed. Every body
was panic stricken. 1t was impossible to
throw rope to the top of that high Chin
ney, and it was equally impossible for Mr.
Singer to come down without the rope. All
the people were at loss to know what tc
do. And the father of little Ella and vii.
lie he was in perfect terror. He walked
around and around the narrow top OF the
great chimney, trying to see something
which would help him down; but in vain
He became very dizzy. The ground seemed
to be farther and farther from him. He shu,
his eyes, for the people began to cry ant
scream, and that scared him more than ever
He heard his two little children crying a
if their hearts would break. He thought ht
must fall he did not see how he could hold
on another moment.
i Ella and Willie ran home as fast as they
could. They could not tell what was the
matter at first; but by-and-by they vert
just able to gasp, :" Mother, mother, father
can't come downl The rope is on the ground
and nobody can get it up to him Oh, moth
or. the people are CRYING and he will certain.
ly fall.''
Mrs. Singer was calm and silent. Had {
stranger seen her conduct he would have sale
that she had little feeling. But that would b,
A great mistake. She had as much as any.
body else, but she was in the constant hab
J of trusting in the Saviour under all circum
, stances. She went calmly back to her pri
yate room offered up PRAYER to God. nut or
her bonnet, and shawl, and went with hel
little heart broken children 10 the scene O
the great danger.
When they came to the place they heart
the people saving to one another;
"Now he is about to fall Nowl now
Oh, what can save poor Mr.. Singer 2"
Mrs. Singer called out to him with grea
calmeess MY dear husband you must no
iaii, ior our sakel Here we are-onr littl
cniiureh ana mysei. Hold oni Take OF
your stocking ana begin 10 unravel H. III
the END OF tue yarn TO bit OF mortar or
piece OF prick winch you can break on. Thel
keep on unraveling, and let the bit OF NOR
tar or brick slowly down. do you hea
me
The people were as silent as the grave
lie made a motion with his head, indi
eating that he understood what she sald.-
The people did not know how stocking
and piece Of mortar could save her hus
band
Mr.. Singer slowly took OIL one Of his boots
pulled out the end OF one Of his stockings
which he slipped off his foot, fastened it to
piece OF brick and gradually unravelled tn
stocking. The thin thread came down shak