Yorkville enquirer. [volume] (Yorkville, S.C.) 1855-2006, 1867-08-22

ed that that ticket might draw him prize. H
had become pale and careworn, and his wife, poor
confding soul, thought he only repined because h
had lost twenty dollars When she would try II
cheer him he would laugh, and try to make tn
matter light
"James," said his wife to him one day-it wa
the day before that on which the lottery was to b
drawn in which he held the sixth ticket-"Mr
Rowse has been here to-day after his semi-annua
interest. told him you would see him to-mor
row."
eyes, I viii" said James, in faint tone. Yes
tomorrow I shall pay him.
Young Lanning thought of the lottery and Of
the prize This was the sixth trial, and he fell
sure that he should draw prize.
The morrow came, and when James Lannine
returned to his home at night he was penniless !
All his golden visions had faded away, and he wa
left in darkness and misery.
"James, have you paid Mr.. Rowse his interes
yet ?" asked Hannah.
The young man leaned his head upon his hands
and groaned aloud
"For Heaven ssake, James, what has happened? {?
cried the startled wife, springng to the side of he
husband, and twining her arms about his neck.
The young man looked up with haggard ex
preston. His lips were boodless, and his feature:
were all stricken with death-hue
"What is it? O, what?" murmured the wife.
$50 look in our box-ou little bank, groaned
the poor man.
Hannah hastened away, and when she returned
she bore the empty box in her hand.
IL LII 1olo oloo IL
down by her husband side.
eyes, Hannah" whispered the husband, "I-l
have robbed you
The stricken wife gazed upon her husband with
a vacant look, for at first she did not comprehend
but she remembered his behavior for weeks back,
she remembered how he had murmured in his
sleep of lotteries and tickets of blanks and prizes
and gradually the truth broke in upon her.
IT have done it all, Hannah" hoarsely whis,
pered the condemned man, when he saw that his
wife had guessed the truth. All, all gone for lot
terry tickets. The Demon tempter lured me-he
held up gittering gold in his hand, but he gave
me none of it 0, do not chide me-? You know
not what T have suFered-what hours of agony
have passed-and you cannot know how cold is my
heart now. o, my wife, would to God [ had lis
tened to you"
"-sh!" calmly whispered the faithful wife, as
she drew her hand across her husbands heated
brow. "Moum not for what is lost. I will not
chide thee. 1t is hard thus for you to lose your
scanty earnings, but there might be many calami-
ties worse than that. Courage, James; we will
forget it,
"And Mr.. Rowse will foreclose the mortgage
You will be homeless, ~ murmured young Lanning,
in broken accents.
mo; I will see him.. will see that all is safe
Susthat quarter" added Hannah.
At that moment the babe awoke, and the gentle
mother was called to care for it. On the next day
at noon, Hannah Lanning gave her husband a re-
ceipt for fifteen dollars from Rowse.
Here" said she 'the interest is paid. Now
let us forget all that has passed. and commence a.
gain"
''But how-what has paid this?' asked James,
gazing first upon the receipt, and then upon his
wife
'Never mind"
cay, but must mind. Tell me, Hannah"
"WeI I have sold my gold watch"
s'Sold it,
'sBut I can buy it back again. The man will
not part with it, if I want it. But don't, James,
tin we are able. Perhaps shall never want it
You must not chide me, for never did I derive one
iota of the pleasure from its possession that now
feel in the result of its disposal"
James Lanning clasped his wife to his bosom,
and he murmured prayer, and in that prayer
there was a pledge.
Two years passed away, and during that time
James Lanning lost not single day from his work.
He was as punctual as the SUN and the result was
sure.
1t was late one Saturday evening when he came
home. After supper be drew a paper from his
pocket and laid it upon the table.
sThere, Hannah" said he, while noble pride
beamed in every feature, "that is my mortgage
I've paid it-every cent. The house is ours-it is
our own house I've bought it with dollars, every
one of which has been justly earned by the sweat
cf my brow. am happy now"
Hannah Lanning saw that her husband had
opened his arms and she sat down upon his knee,
and laid her hand upon his shoulder.
20, blessed moment!" she murmured.
eyes, it Is blessed moment" responded the
husband "Do you remember, Hannah, the hour
of bitterness that we saw two years ago."
The wife shuddered but she made no reply
"Ah," continued the young man, 81 have never
forgotten that bitter lesson and even now trem-
bic when I think how fatally was deceived by the
tempter that has lured thousands on to destruc-
tion."
''But its terror is lost in this happy moment, I"
said Hannah, looking up with q smile.
"Its terror may be lost," resumed James, 'sbut
its lesson must never be forgotten. Ah the Turing
lottery ticket has dark side-a side which few
see until they feel it.
'And are not all its sides dark?'' softly asked
the wife, "If there is any brightness about it, it
is only the glare of the fatal agnus tatams, which
can only lead the wayward traveller into danger and
disquiet.
"You are right, my dear wife. You were right
at first. Ah,'' he continued, as he drew the faith
full being more closely to his bosom, eff husbands
would oftener obey the tender dictates Of the low
ing wife, there would be far less Of misery in the
world than there is nov"
A THRILLING ADVENTURE.
The following thrilling sketch is from an English
Magazine:
s'Father will have done the great chimney to-
night, won't he mother?' said little Tommle How
ard, rs he stood waiting for his fathers breakfast