Knoxville journal. [volume] (Knoxville, Iowa) 1874-1986, 1874-11-12
Pnt yourself in NY place.

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Pnt Yourself In NY Place.
az cannot wait any longer. Il
must have my money, and If you
cannot pay it'll must fosaoose the
mortgage and sell the place." said
Mr. Merton. WIN s, -ss5
"In that case,s' said Mr. Bishop,
1T win Of course be sold, vt a great
sacrifice, and after all TIE great strug-
giles 1 have made, my family Wall
again be homeless. 1t is very hard.
j only wish you had to earn your
money aslI do mine; you might
then know something Of the life OF
q poor man. If you could only IN
! imagination put yourself "a my
place, think you would have lit
tie mercy on me.
III" 1t IL useless talking; / extended
this one year and ] can do go no
lSnger," replied Mr.. Merton, as he
tarned TO his desk and continued
wiring.
The poor man rose from his seat
and walked sadly out Of Mr.. Mer-
TOMS Office; his last hope was gone ;
he had just recovered from long fit
or Illness, which Had swallowed up
the means with which he had in
tended to make the last payment on
his house. True. that gentleman
! had waited one year, when he had
failed TO meet the demand, owing to
illness in his family, and he had felt
very much obliged to hi,n for doing
80. This year he had been laid up
for several months, during which
time he could earn nothing, and all
his savings were then needed for the
support Of himself and family.
Again he had failed, and now he
would again be homeless, and have
10 begln the world anew. Had
heaven forsakon him and given him
over to the tender mercies Of tlc
wicked? ar
After he had left the Office, Mr..
Merton could not drive away from
his thoughts that remark to which
the poor man in his grief bad given
uttrraDce, ~ wish you had to earn
your money as / do mine"
In the midst of row Of figures,
"Put yourself in my place." in.
.irnded. sta# s8.l .s.m s. las7
m Once after it had crossed his mind,
he laid down his pen, saying, "Well,
] i,ink ! should find it rather hard.
l have mind to drop In there, this
afternoon, and see how It fares with
his family; that man has reused my
curiosity n1 @ q
About five o'clock he, put on q
gray wig, and some old, cast-ofl
clothes, walked to the residence OF
Mr.. Bishop, and Knocked 1T the
door. Mrs. Bishop. a pale, weary
looking woman, opened 1t; the poor
Old man requested permission to EN-
ter and rest awhile, saying he was
very tired with his long journey, for
he lad walked many miles that day.
Mrs. Bishop cordially invited him
In md gave him the best seat the
room afforded. She then began to
make preparations for tea. The old
gentleman watched her attentiveiy.
He saw there was no elasticity In
her step; no hope In her movements
and pity for her began to steal into
his heart. When her husband en-
tered her features relaxed into a
smile, and she forced cheerfulness
into her manner. Tho traveller no.
iiced It all; and he felt himself fore
Ell TO admire this woman who could
assume cheerfnlness she did not
feel for her husbands sake. After
the table was prepared, there was
nothing on II but bread, butter and
tea. They invited the stranger to
eat with them, saying, 1--WE have
hot much to offer you, but cup oil
TED will refresh you after your long
Journey" g q
taa He accepted their hospitality, and
rs they discussed the frugal meal, he
led them without seeming to do so,
to talk of their affairs.
sHa"I bought this piece Of land,''
aid Mr.. Bishop, "nt very low
price, and instead Of waiting as |
ought to have done, until 1 had saw
I'd the money To build, I thought ]
!. would borrow two hundred dollars.
The Interest on the money would
not be nearly az, much as the rent |
MAS paying. and IEwould be saving
something by doing It. II did not