Ashtabula weekly telegraph. [volume] (Ashtabula, Ohio) 1853-1873, 1867-02-09

/ the third, and 1 KNOW VINO TO calculate on
for the fourth and fifth Subscriptions
| Martin only partly unfolded his sub
scription paper, for strong negative
came into the face of'Goodwyn.
I'm to poor to make ten dollar sub
| lscriptions for the purchase of cart-horses
for a beggarly Irishnan," he answered
ssIf once undertook the business, / wo'd
soon have my hands full Take my sd-
vice and keep your money, your time and
your pleasant feelings, and don't waste Ell
ther in the thankless task of colleetia6
money to pay for dead horses.''
But Martin, though disappointed, was
not turned from his good purpose. He
succeeded in getting thirty-fve dollars
subscribed, and then, adding fifteen from
his own purse, he went to the humble
abode of the poor. Irishman, whom be
found half stupid with despondeney, a.
mid his wife and children.
"Conle, come, Jimmy Mcclure r. he
said cheerfully, sthis will never do. Bright
en- up, man!o IA
.'I'here is no Frightening up for me,
yer honor, y replied Jimmy sadly. Poor
Barney is kilt dead,n and he drew his
hand across his eyes. "The carts of no
use now, and if I was to die for it, i could
not find money enough to buy another
horse. Och yer honor, and what is to
become of us all. !"
The picture that Martin looked upon
in that humble abode, lay in a dark shad-
ow. There was not upon it O single
CLEAN of sunshine.
."W hat did Barney cost ?"
II paid thirty dollars for him, hard
earned money, and he was dhape at that,
yer honor" ~
"Find another horse as good, OF even
little better than Barney, and will buy
him for you Jimmy. Some kind gentle
men have placed money in my hands for
that purpose" .s
Broad dashes of sunlight fell instantly
on the living picture, which lay mo-
ment before in deepest shadow.
'.sOch, sir J! Is it indade as you say ?''
Jimmy caught at the arm of Mr.. Martin,
and looked into his face almost wildly.
'.Just as I say Jimmy Mcclure Find
the horse and I will make him yours"
From the valley of grief and dispair to
the mountain-top of joy. the Irishman's
household passed, as by single stride.
They overwhelmed their banefactor with
noisy gratitude, and placed him at once
high i'll the calendar of saints
+ That evening Mr.. Goodwin sat alone
inshis parlor. The picture was on the
wall, but his eyes were already more than
half satisfied with its beauty, and ceased
to turn themselves toward it for pleasure.
A friend had been invited home at tea
time to look at his picture. He had an
artists eye, and knew a good painting
from a bad one Unfortunately for Mr.
Goodwyn, he detected glaring faults in
the landscape, and did not hesitate to pro-
neunce it a fourth-rate affair, and dear
at the price he had paid. Mr. Goodwin
was unhappy.
On the same evening, sat Martin alone,
gazing at picture, the sight of which
gave him inexpressable pleasure. Itwas
not hanging upon the parlor walls, inclos-
ed in a gilded frame, but grouped in his
thoughts and vivid as. life itself. We
need not describe this picture. The read
er knows that it represented the poor
Irishman and his delighted family. I'M
imagination had painted it in richest col
oripgs, and memory was enshrining 1T in
perennial beauty. There was no power
in time to rob that picture of its charm
ing freshness Its possession could not.
bring reproving thought, no critic was
skilled enough in art to find a defect, and
thus lessen the owners appreciation. 1t.
was worth thousand such pictures as
the one his friend had already ceased to
value.
The lesson, reader, is for us ALL
If we were as ready to hang the cham
bers Of our minds with beautiful pictures,
as we arethe walls of our houses, what
pleasures would we lay up in store for
the tirae to come. AS we grow older, we
insensibly fall into the habit of looking
inward. We see more with the eyes OF.
the mind than we do with the eyes of the
body-oftener gaze upon the pictures
that cluster on memory's walls, than up
on the walls of our dwellings, O, let us
then give beauty and happiness to the fu-
ture by daily acts of kindness-by ten
der charities-by deeds of human, love.
These all group themselves into pictures,
upon which, as years glide away, and the
eyes look more and more inward, we shall
gaze with purest delight; for time can
not deface them, neither familiarity rob
them of a living interest. And those are
the pictures which are not left hanging
on the walls that shall know his presence
no more, when man lays down his natu-
raj life He takes them with him, as he
takes the precious silver of divine truth,
and the fine gold of celestial love; and
they help to make beautiful the mansion
prepared for him above. Good deeds are.
the stepping stones to heaven.
Z. s. Arthur:
Cable dispatches state the Porte has
resolved to make concessions to the Gre
tans, andwiH appoint q Christian Gov
ernor for the Island of Gambia. If it has
been extorted from the weakness of Tur-
key, the Cretans will not be content with
anything less than the recognition of
their independence of the Porte, and it
should certainly not relax the efforts in
America for their relief Parisgossips re-
0ard the nronosed mission of the Greek