Daily Kennebec journal. [microfilm reel] (Augusta, Me.) 1870-1975, 1871-04-28

-. .srtb. . and the star Of the fool rose
snddenly ND in the sky of benefaction.
ronflcy., his patron and self-appointed
AGENT. was true 10 his grateful instincts
Il and his important trust, and Daniel Mos
4 rar became the possessor of untold
q wealth.
AS if Heavens rebuke were designed to
be Immediately manifest, the strata did
not extend into the land of Robert Mos
gar, and he saw with double modification
the contrasted wealth of the nephew he
had despoiled. Between his efforts to
purchase any part Of the "foofs farm" or
all Of it, at any price, stood the sagacious,
watchful and honest Fontley and of what
pitying Providence had held in mysterious
reserve for the day Of the idiots destitu-
ton, the mind and heart of Fontley be-
came the guard.
-. Nor was this all the fortune Of the fool.
In his youth he had been Upright" as the
saying is; but disease of the brain had
settled there, converting it to idiocy.
Years Of dull darkness had left no hope
tor . return of reason, but now the reign
Of folly had expired. The sudden change
in his lot threw Daniel into state of
feverish emulation, which resulted in Sc
we're sickness, from which skillful treat
ment raised him gradually to health and
sense again.
II appeared as if Joy had started and
loosened from his brain the disease which
had made him idotic, and the long latent
bane was expelled forever He arose a
man! Man, in the sane and glorious con-
troll Of all his faculties. Man, in the full
possession and free use of that immortal
mind, without which we would be no kin
nor part OF the Creator nor dream that
our final home and harbor is the bosom of
God. A man! Fool no more; and like
one who wakes from some long vision of
dread images, he moved and spoke with
an unladen mind, and wept in JOY at the
coming Of the morning of his liberty.
Ia The tears of Fontley and his daughter
were freely mingled with his-a happy
trio. And still prosperity, with brighter
smiles, marched fondly on with him. The
darkness fifty sat on the other side of the
canvass, and the justice of God was vindi-
Gated.
The harvests of Robert Mosgar becam e
the prey OF various misfortunes. They
were backward, scant, widowed, were
scorched by too much heat, and then de-
stroyed by tempests. Murrain blighted
his cattle, FIRE destroyed his buildings, and
as il the hostility Of the elements and of
man were not punishment enough, sick
ness FRUSTRATED him, and in the midst of
his adversely, his only child died.
- So fed the promise of the better farm.
So persisted. like the golden mist of sunset
: the vision Of the villain When he re-
covered from the couch of physical pros
tration, he learned for the first time of all
the good fortune of the nephew he had
wronged- his reason added to his riches
his further bliss--his union with his bene-
factors daughter. Then walked Robert
Mosgar forth into the air, and. confessed
inaanguish,. his awretchedness. He bcai
his breast, and strobe among the ruined
fields, and knelt and sobbed aloud
- Snow, Oh, Lord, | know my sin And
although my heart is broken it is purified"
And so ends the story of the ''fool's
farm So closes it with a moral Let
the oppressor not be too confident. The
changes of New Englands April are not
SO great as the changes of mans vast es-
tate and they who exult, in cruel self
reliance, over the unfortunate and I'M
happy, may take their place tomorrow.