The Camden journal. [volume] (Camden, S.C.) 1866-1891, 1871-01-12


little parents and children had upor
their backs. And that was little
enough. And as he sat brooding over
his misfortune, thinking what would
become of him, he remembered what
the Herr Pastor had urged him to DO
eyes," said he, II will go to the cap
ital, to our gracious prince. Perhaps
our dear Lord will touch his heart, aud
perhaps he will have compassion on me,
and give me some little salary on which,
with economy, we can live. He went
to the Herr Pastor and told him what
he proposed to do, and begged him to
give him note to the prince, in which
as much might be said in his favor as
was consistent with truth. The pastor
wrote to the prince, and gave the letter
to poor Walther, with the best blessing.
In a few days Walther reached the
palace. He ascehded the wide, stone
stairs with trembling step, and saw
the door.keeper before him, who looked
at him scorufulIy from head to foot, and
then asked in harsh tone, "What do
you wanty"
Walsher was alarmed at this rough
salutaticn, and replied timid}y, 81 wish
to see our gracious prince, and to hand
him a letter from my pastor"
ga begging letter no doubt! y cried
the man. "Be off with yourself! The
p.ince cannot listen to every straggler
that comes alongp'
These cruel words went like sharp
swords through Walther's heart. He
stood sadly before the door CT the pal
ace, his lips trembling, and with hot
tears in his eyes.
"Well, what are you standing gaping
there for 2" cried the door.keeper.-
Must 1 show you the way down the
s,cps?"
Wather sighed and turned his back
upon the palace, IN order to go away.
He had scarcely taken couple ofsteps,
when he felt hand on his arm, and a
kind, fridndly voice said
"Wait little longer, my good man."
Waltber looked around, and saw an
old man, with bright, intelligent little
eyes, which regarded him with sympa-
thy and compassion.
.'You wish to see our gracious prince
he asked.
eyes; but I am forbidden" replied
Walther in q choking voice.
"Sottly, softly! Perhaps we can
bring it about" said the old man
Smiling. "This rude fellow cannot
prevent it, at any rate. I am the cham.
berlain of our gracious master, and if
you will step into my little room, we
can consider the matter. I feel your
misfor,uues very sensibly, for | see that
you are q God-fearing Christian man.
Intrust your pastors letter to Inc. will
will give 10 the prince o-day, and then
we mus; wait to see what he will de-
eide. Keep up your courage, herr W al
ther. (1od will never torsake one who
trusts Him as you do" Walther gave
up the letter without the slightest hes
itatiou. "Aud now," said his new
friend, "pass away the time as best you
can. If you have a fancy to try the
organ in the palace chapel, 20 to the
sexton, and tell him that l would like
Tim to unlock the door and admit you
to the gallery. He will do it with
pleasure"
"Will he really?" asked Walther
joyfu!ly. May 1 really venture to play
upon that splendid organ? And shall
do it ouly too gladly!'
"Well, go then, 60 then," said the
chamberlain smiling. sin an hour or
so l will come to the chapel for you."
He was delighted, too, that he could
play on this large, beautiful organ, and
with powerful hard he ran over the
keys, and play the air to the sweet
hymn:
Commit thy every way,
And all thy griefs and pains,