The Manchester journal. [volume] (Manchester, Vt.) 1861-current, 1868-03-17


IL less ihaR an hour aftera u DR.
! Maywoof ahd his lovely wife terot
the georgeoas church 81 the Most Ho
! II Tnnify
And IL she hnndreds oi fair dame,
that entered "a broad portals dressed
with 4ll TIE taste and maguihceuce that
abundant wealth could procure not
one fivaled, il grace and beauty, the
orphan bride d tie rich physician
Tier tau, graceful figure was robed IN
violet sllk, lbat only heightened by con.
trast her azure eyes, bright with tic
lus'nre u youthful happiness, set there
was a touch Of tender pity in their
dropping lids that won the confidence
4 II efeg eboiier The snowy ermine
mantillA WntH Protected hcr from the
piercing wlud riyalled but could not
surpass The delicate purity Of her com
pleXion Many adlnrlng eyes followed
the faultless figure of Mrs haywood as
she moved with unconscious grace up
tAe aisle u the church, but none with
more heartfelt devotion than the Young,
hayward but generous man who had
recently we'd her IN spite Of her power
Z " and the sueers Of his aristoeratic
acquaintance
Tie stately organ had pealed It's last
neh notes, which were still family echo
/ ing in the arches when a stranger OF
venerable aspect who had previously
taken part III the services Of the altar,
rose and announced for his text the oft
quoted but seldom applied words of the
Apostle BE not forgetful.to entertain
strangers, for thereby some baye enter
tanned angels unawares"
DR. haywood felt his forehead flush
painfully it appeared to him for the
moment that the preacher must have
known Of his want of charity towards
strangers, and wished to give him
public lesson but he soon saw from
the tenor Of his discourse that his own
guilty conscience had alone made the
application IN his particular case.
! have not the space, nor indeed the
power to give any synopsis Of the SER
mon but that it, combined with the
incident Of the morning, effected hap /
py revolution in the mind of at least |
one Of its hearers. So much so that ON
hereturn Of DIR. haywood from church /
he repaired at once to the room Of the |
mendicant to offer euch attentions as
he might stand IN need Of But the I
young man seemed to be much refresh I
ed by rest and nutritious food, and I
commenced greatfuliy thanking his
host for the kind attention he had re-
ceiyed, which without doubt saved his
life. Il will recompense you well, for
thank God, 4 am NOT the beggar that I
seem | was shipwrecked on Friday
night in the Ocean Wave, on my return
from India. My name was dnubtless
the list of the lost-fo for escaped
from the waves by miracle | at
tempted to make my way to New York,
where | had ample funds III bank
awaiting my orders, but | must have
from cold and hupger had it
lot been iOs your wife's proyident char
ty, was rcpalsed from every door as
IN iinpos.f aud could get neither food
ior rest 10 De an exile from ones ma
i've land tca years and then, after es-
,aping from the perils of the ocean, to
lie Of hunger in the streets Of a Chris /
ain city, felt it truly bitter fate /
My name is Arthur Willet added I
he stranger
Why, that is my wife's family name. /
She will be doubly pleased at her agen- /
" IN your recovery
OF what State is she native? ask \
q Arthur Willet, eagerly.
i married her in the town of B, /
where she was born. t
At this moment Mrs haywood en- t
cred the room, surprised at the long c
bsence Of her husband. t
Arthur Willet gazed at her with d
ook Of the widest surprise, murmur- 0
ng
1T cannot belt cannot be. / am a
ehrlous to think so. c
Mrs. haywood gazed with little less t,
stonishment, motionless as a statue. e
What painful mystery is this r.
ried DR.. haywood, excitedly address il
lg his wife, who then beacamo con (
cious OF tie singularty OF her conduct. Fl
Oh 10 mystery, she replied, sigh k
lg deeply "only this stranger is the b
image of my long lost brother Arthur c,
nd Mrs haywood, overcome with
motions. turned to leave the room. v
Stay one momont, pleaded the Il
ranger drawing small ring from his q
nger aud holding it mp, asked if she Ii
.eognized that reiic ii
1t is my fathers gray hair, and You l.
-e-- "a
His son Arthur Willet, and your q
.other j,
Mary Willet haywood fen upon the al
breast, weeping tears of III
.e sweetest joy and thanksgiving.
DR. haywood retired from the room
i'd left sister and brother alone ia that Il
cred hour Of reunion, saying to him Il
Be not forgeiful to entertain stran- :,
rs for thereby some have entertained 4,
igcls unawares
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