The Tiffin weekly tribune. (Tiffin, Ohio) 1859-1868, 1868-01-23

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IN In Liberty Township revival is progrcssin
e- tho Olive Branch ehurch.-unitcd BrethcrnJ
der the ministration OF Rev. samuel Essex. /
D.. very sisss sosver.ion iranspiroi few even
CLOUDS AND SUNSHINE. (
Two children, a brother and sis.
ter, were walking along the streets Of
a large town, one bright spring morn.
ing, on their way to school, talking
to each other in merry style as they
went along and appearing to be most
happy. A recent storm had made
the pavements rather muddy, so they
picked their way along the road with
considerable care. Now the way they
had to so led through one Of those
dark lanes Of the town-a passage
where the sunshine became dim as it
touched tho heavy polluted air, and
the aspect Of the place gave unmis.
taxable evidence that its inhabitants
felt the cold hand of poverty; doubt.
less the gloomy external Of this spot
was emblematic of what existed within.
The children went quietly on, care
fully avoiding the dirt as we'll as they
could.
"What dirty place this is, Tom
my" remarks Mary, bis sister, some.
what rufiled by being splnshed with
some mud, Notwithstanding all her
care to avoid the uirt.
Yes, Mary, a shocking dity place
for respectable people. such as we
are; aud if it did not save us a quar-
terof mile am sure father would
not want US to come through this old
lane" replies her brother.
do look at those people, such hor.
rid creatures" resumes Mary. "Such
people can never have any taste or
refnemcnt; they are contemplate
Such places are made for them, aud
they for the place. Thauk heavenl
we are wealthy, and that people re-
spect us"
"Hush, hush! MARI, look there
Ha, ha, a boy older than myself
declare, copying out on broken
piece OF slate the letters from a scrip
of printed paper. Ha, ha! what a
fool and Ounce he ISL
"Stop, Tom be still, aud VIC shall
hear him. We shall vast but a min.
ute, and be in good time for school. "
A short distance from them sat u
boy about twelve years old-sh Oeless,
hatless, and with coat and trowsers a
mere collection Of patches. SO inter-
csted was he in his humble study that
he did not see the young and favored
strangers who stock regarding him
with amusement.
Listen! The boy leaning his
wether beaten face on his hands, re-
peats, unconsciously aloud over his
slate aud paper d lrttlrf.
faR.i.e e.d-No, no, not that; yes,
no. sigh, then again: "B.e.a'd; !"
then again, after a pause: "0h, l
can never remember it. l shall
never be able to read like John
Smith"
As the child of poverty thus spoke
he east his eyes upwards aud met
those of the listeners, whore lips
curled with a smile of contempt. A
flush of crimson took possession of
his face, aud he threw aside his mass
Of tangled hair, and his bold black
eyes fell before their familiar gaze.
aha, ha, hal What a Ounce" said
the richly clothed youth, with sueer.
'Pse a brother less than six who
can read better than that-a big fell
low like you ought to be able to read
we'll. Why don't you 90 to SCHOOL,
40 school! to schooll'' said Mary.
why, Tom, do you think they
would let him come to any decent
SCHOOL, His name should be Bob
Rags or Sam Patch, ha, ha, ha! What
a nice guy he would make next No
vember! Poor wretch!p she eontinu.
ed, in mock sympathy, "our stable
boy dresses much better than that"
The poor lad stood deeply wounded
for few moments, his eyes fixed on
the ground as if in some deep resolve;
then, after a pause, he hastons to his
cheerless room to suffer shame and
sorrow,
The parlors of magnificent man
sion were bililantly illuminated. The
owner of the splendid building had
issued invitations for grand soiree;
the time had arrived and the guests
we're assembled. Tho rich, the great,
the learned, were there; bat cCuspi-
euous among them stood noble
looking man, in the vigor Of man
mood, to whoni the company paid great
attentiaa
III wish | was introduced to your
distinguished guest, " says fashion,
able lady to the host.
ln1tNoul shall hive that pleasure -
replies the owner Of the mansion,
smiling; aud turning he presented
the talented aud hOnored stranger.
"We have mot before, madam, "
said the gentleman, with low bow
TO hide strange expression that
came over his features.
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