The true northerner. [volume] (Paw Paw, Mich.) 1855-1920, 1871-06-23

met the same moral Indebtedness. At
last began to loathe life. We met each
other as wished to end the miserable
farce"
"Poor young man, said the elderly
man. with tear of sympathy in his
eye, show much / pity you. Yes,
though poor man, have been much
happier than you. | had wife and a
daughter who came pure and virtuous
out of Gods hand. One of them has al
ready returned to Him in the same way,
and the other viii do so eventually.
know my Lena. She will preserve her
virtue and her honor. She cannot do
otherwise"
Listen, old gentleman give me
your address, and permit me TO visit
your daughter tomorrow | want to
Judge myself of the truth of your asser-
ton. But you must give me your word
of honor not to betray to your child, by
word, sign, or look, that | am a rich
man."
The old man held out his hand.
81 promise. | wish myself to have
you convinced that | spoke the truth.
Ny name is John Wilkins, and my adj
dress is written on this piece of paper"
With these words he drew a card
from his pocket and handed it to the
other.
"And my name is James Axe, and
am the son and heir of Henry Axe
Here is a el00 note, with the condition
that you remain in this house till |
come for you tomorrow. Waiter A
room, with good bed, for this gentle
man. Good night. Tomorrow you
will see me in different character. But
no matter what do, you must not for
get your word of honor"
The old man could not suppress an
exclamation of establishment when he
heard the name Of the young man, or
that of joyful surprise when he received
the bank note. But before he could
collect himself his new acquaintance
had Quilted the room, and the waiter
was showing him to his chamber; and
which he found there, the happy change
of his fate.
In poorly furnished, but neat and
nice looking attic room of one of the
high, smoke blackened houses in mar
row and dark back street of the great
metropolis, sat very handsome bru-
nette of about twenty-five years of age,
engaged in sewing some elegant linen.
Though her whole attire was not worth
more than few shillings, it fitted as
well and looked as neat and clean as if
it cost just as many pounds. Her dark,
chestnut colored hair Unframed face
of angelic beauty and innocence, while
in her dark eyes the purity of her soul
could be read. Everything about and
around her was seen the spirit of order,
modesty and purity. Her eyes were
heavy with sleep and anxiety, and now
and then deep sigh escaped her pent-
up heart. At last she heard steps as.
cending the stairs, and a charming smile
illuminated her countenance. She lis
tened and disappointment began to
cast shadow over her features. A
knock at the door made her start.
Scarcely had she strength enough to ut
ter the permission to enter. A young
man, attired in well worn and here
and there patched suit of clothes,
entered the room, with an humble and
awkard obeisance, said " | beg pardon,
ma'am, does Mr.. John Wilkins live
here ?"
" Yes, sir. What is your wish p
" Are you his daughter, Miss Lena ?"
" | am"
"Then you are the one | desire to
see. | come from your father"
" For Heavens sake, where is he?
What has happened? Has he met with
an accident? for he has never remained
from home whole night
" Certainly little bad luck"
ooh, my poor, father what shall |
have to hear?"
The young man was deeply moved 10y
her distress and agitation, though he
did not forget to look around the room.
Don't be frightened, dear lady, the
misfortune is not so great. An old ac-
quaintance met him yesterday, and
invited him to bottle of wine in a
neighboring saloon. After having fin
ished the same he treacherously left
your father to pay the score, and he
must remain in the tavern until it is
paid, or else 90 to prison. Otherwise he
is well and hearty
"My father, my dear father must not
go to prison p cried the young girl,
anxiously.
"Do you know the amount of the
debt?"
"Twelve shillings.'
"Alas, sir | have only three shillings
in my possession. | will quickly see
Mrs. Riley, and beg her to advance me
nine shillings on my work"
"Who is Mrs. Riley?'
The milliner for whom ! work."
But if Mrs. Riley does not grant
your request what will you do then ?''
The girl burst into tears. ooh,
heaven" sobbed she, q fear myself
that she will not do it, for / owe her
already six shllings, and she is very
hard woman"
" For what have you incurred that
debt?"
She hesitated, blushingly, to answer.
"You may trust me; | sympathize
deeply with you, and take great deal
of interest in your fate, and only wish
hot / Il T a..