The Albany register. [volume] (Albany, Or.) 1868-18??, 1872-08-09
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~ NELLIE EYsrrR.

tltl~ttts anu NY itfttt dtliluNb StVpINN
l.ating, for | knew lH wou.,l come
mt there with his blood on fire.
'.Why did you not ca'l to him,
Stop"
''Oh! my impulse was. to spring
fnrward, aud inp!ore him TO 'urn
lack. and | believe he world have
done 81. but. the street was tuil Of
strangers, and you know it would
have looked so queer for woman to
have done that
80 queer for a woman to do that |.
Great God! 10 risk the chance of
saving soul because it wou,d have
looked queer" said rs the speakers
passed beyond my hearing. leaving
i've to think of that awful moment ut
the hotel door. when jea'cidRce the
bliss or misery Of an eternity hung
upon the moral courage or cowartlicc
VI q woman.
Perc1mce. repeat. Even her tear
tul entreaties might have been useless,
ior his fetters may have been too
strong for human win to break, vet
she had given her divine impulse to
save. Who can tell what divine pow
er might not have accompanied the
effort.
Aunt Katy! old, black, poor, harl-
working Aunt Katy heard the same
voice, and she was prompt to obey it.
No thought of self tainted the pun
pool of her love, when the Angel of
Pity troubled its waters, and what
MAS the resultg know the story.
On Mark Stations eighteenth birth
day he was rollicking. fln-loving,
and AZ innocently happy il boy. IA ever
bAildied with or tossed Il snow bali.
Within the twelve months folded
between the Few Years days Of II
and ~, he had fallen from hi; high
&tde, and become that s;lddeSt of
carthly sights to loving eyes fast
Young man."
On the first morning Of the latter
YEAR. as he caelessly lomgetl over n
eolmtar in the rear of drinking s;l-
loon, waiting Oh the glass of beer just
ordered. and wondering why 1.-THE fel-
lpwss' he Was to meet there were so
-'dreadful Slow" he seemed a. iusen-
sible to any tender emotion, as though
his handsome face and form had been
carved out of granite.
Idly tapping on the smooth marble,
still waiting, and planning meanwhile
wild debalch for the coming even
iag--a glass door just behind him
opened, and he heard a deep sigh, and
turning, confronted q wrinkled ne
gress.
Witha scrubbing-bru>h in one hand,
aha small pot Of sand in the other.
ahe stood an instant steadily scanning
him.
'.ITallo Aunty! Have you any idea
Of securing Ine?" he asked.
''De outside Is 'peart and smart
lOnkin. enuff, sir. It's inside whart de
-tain Is dat cant tech, she replied
never removing her earnest gaze.
The blood mounted to hi; forehead.
until bis eyes flashed at the niexpect-
v'l insolencc.
What do you mean, you old fo-::"
stop. stop liOHey. she exclaimed.
liying the brush with her hand and
Till clasping 1t upon his coat sleeve.
"rrwon't help YOU none to 'buse
anM scarify old Katy. I'se long wanted
chance at you, All now III speak my
mind. You Is moss man, but hon
~! it pears to me no time since your
tWo year old birthday, when desc arms
.zsEried yoG OH a pillow night and day
l,F mos a week. Your mother was
aOrn out nllSsin you, for you was
lefful sick. One day when you laid
"a my lap jes as white and liMpsey rs
4 hinged ont clof, she leaned Ober YOU.
sprayin and cryin', and said: 'J'is
left my precious boy lib, dear Lord,
.tld glib him to your service forebber
s,i ebber.
She went home to Him soon after
si,at, an nassed you year longer.
he Lord heard her prayer and you is
Dios man. Whose strpnf you wastin
now, yours or de Lords? Who long
ID, yourself or Hep Who is you sclll-
'ializin al reproachln: De deT Lord.
')al Mark"
At that moment, the bar-keepcr.
HtlO had been proyhlentially detained,
approached with the foanil,g "bit-
T~ra,n and at the same moment in
ru~lied, laughing and shouting, three
Vi the widest lads in town.
Old Katy vanished as they came
near.
..Been treating old Fifteenth,
MArkS' said Bob Carter, the ring
it,sder Of the Fearless Four, "as they
had Dubbed Themselves. lyon look
as sober as though you had swallowed
her. Four slings, Pete, !" nOdling to |
the waiter, ''lnd make them as stiff
~ u bristle. What the mischief is
wrong. Mark" he continued. as
mark, with hands thrust into the
'ieptls Of his pockets, and a grave face,
d0tsd where Aunt Katy had left him.
None but the symlnthixing Christ
knew the struggle that had coinmenc-
81 20 suddenly, yet violently, nor the |
hood Of tender memories which was
p0aring In upon hia awakened soul. |
Words can no more convey an idea Of |
ti1aiF power and swiftness, than they
dnOw TO blind inan the skies soft
blue.
AiArd help me !" Ire breatlsed, and
GneaAy tie giant's grip seemed loOs-
Rhng.
None for me. Bob, IA his aston
I$led friends held the tempting glass
10 Ms very lips.
Are goa sick. Mark? You're pale
81 Asiles,r said Hugh Brown.
IVES, boys, am sick Of myself"
and covering his face with Ills cap be
gept like 4 child.
Strange sceIie fOF city bar-rOOm,
bgst stranger yet TO zee those four ull-
tasted glasses. and the party who had
entered the room - though there was
seitIssr judgment nor eternity, leav-
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