The Cambria freeman. [volume] (Ebensburg, Pa.) 1867-1938, 1869-09-23
NUMBER 81.
A GREEN spot.

TIE late Noah Winslow was fond of
telling the following incident of his mem
orable life; and he never closed the mar
rative but with swimming eyes:
During the financial crisis and c~aeh
of 'fily-seven, when heavy men were
sinking all around us, and banks were tot
tering, our house became alarmed in view
of the condition of its own affairs. The
partners-three of US, of whou I was
the senior-met in our private Office for
consultation Our junior had made Il
careful inventory of everything-of his
bills receivable and bills payable-snd
his report was, that twenty thousand do
lars of ready money, TO he held throUgh
the pressure, would save Us. Without
that we must GO by The board-the result
was inevitable. l went ont upon the
street, and among my friends; but in
vain. The amount of money we needed
was not TO be had. Men who held gold
would not let it 90, except on solid secu-
rity-and the only security we could give
was our word and our honor, for the many
thousands due Us were as nothing In that
hour.
Two whole days stroye md begged,
and then returned TO the countiB.- house
in despair, | sat al my desk, expecting
every moment to hear the voice of our
junior sounding the terrible words, "Our
paper is protested !''-when a gentleman
entered my apartment unannounc d. He
was of middle age, with frank, genial
face and though | fancied there was
! Il. e
look, yet l could not locate him, nor call
him TO my mind in any way.
''Mr. Winslow," he said, taking seat
at tie end of my desk, 81 hea. that you
are in nced Of money"
The very face of the man inspired con-
fiJence, and told him how l was situa-
ted.
Make me your individual note one
year, without interest, for twenty thous-
and dollars, and will give you check
payable in gold for that amount"
While ! sat gazing upon him in speech
! less asionishment, Le continued
! ''G GU don't remember when you were
a member Of the Superintendirg School
! Committee of Bradford, was boy in the
school, My father was dead my moth
er was poor | was but a shabbiIy clad
child, though clean. When our class came
out TO reciIe on examination day, YOU
asked the questions Ifancied you would
praise and pet the children of rich and
fortunate parents. and pass me by. Z
! blundeTed, and stammered, and quivered
with shame. But il was not as | had
thought. In the end you passed by all
others, and came TO me. You laid your
hand upon my head, and told me | had
done very well and then you told me [
could do better still if would try. You
told me the way to honor ard renown was
| open TO all alikc-no one had a free pass.
| All l had to do was to be resolved and
! push on. That, SIR. was the turning
point in my life. From that hour my
soul has aspired have never reached
great good without blessing you in my
heart. have prospered and am wealthy;
and now offer you but poor return for
the soul OF. wealth you gave TO me in that
by~gone time"
81 took the check, said WinsIow, sand
drew tue gold; our house was saved -
And where at the end of the year." he
| added, 'do you suppose i found my
note ?"
We could not guess.
''In the possession" he told US. with
streaming eyes. "of my little orphaned
granddaughter Oh hearts like that
mans heart are what bring heaven and
earth together !''-Ne'C York Ledger.