Connecticut western news., 1874-08-28

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 {" I am sorry, Arthur" said he to hi son, livery sorry, that I could not carr, out my intention of entering you a college. know your tastes have al ways led you think of 8 professiona career; but my sudden cnange of cir cumstances has placed it out of my power to gratify you. It is best for vol to accept the situation which has beer offered you, and enter MT. Bellamy'l shop. It is very fair situation"
 "I believe you are right, sir," saic Arthur, respectfully, "though it vii be hard to resign the hopes I have SC long cherished. I met Henry Fulham to-day. He was in my class at school and is to enter college next autumn. I couldn't help envying him. How soon will MT. Bellamy wish me to enter his shopf"
 "The day after tomorrow, I believe that is, with the beginning of the year. New Years Day being considered a holiday"
 SC Very well; you may tell him that l will come."
 The scene vanished as before-a change passed over the mirror. Again the merchant looked, and to his surprise beheld the interior of his own ware- house. A faint light was burning, by the light of which young man, whom he recognized as Frank Durell, one of his own clerks, was reading letter, the contents of which seemed to agitate him powerfully.
 The scene was brought so near that he could without difficulty trace the lines, written in delicate female hand, as follows:
 My Dear Soa "You are not, probably, expecting to hear from me at this time. Alas 1! that should have such an occasion to write. At the time of your fathers death, it was supposed that, by the sacrifice of everything, we had suc- ceeded in iquidating all his debts. Even this consolation is now denied us. l received call from MT. Perry this morning, who presented, for immediate payment, note, given by your father, for ten pounds. Immediate payment How, with 8 salary barely sufficient to support us, can you meet such charge? Gan any way be devised2 MT. Perry threatens, if the money is not forth coming, to seize our furniture. I do not know that you can do anything to retard it but have thought it right to acquaint you with this new calamity.
 Your affectionate mother,
 "MARY DUREL1."
 The young man laid down the letter with an air of depression.
 ''I scarcely know how to provide for this new contingency" said he, medita- lively. "My salary is small, and it re. quires the strictest economy to meet my expenses. I might ask for an ad- vance, but MT. Hathaway is particular on that point, and should but court 8 refusal. But to have my mothers furniture taken from the house-the whole amount would hardly cover the debt. There is one resource; but, alas that should ever think of re- sorting to it. I could take the money from the till, and return it when I am able. But shall I ever be uble? It would be no more or less than robbery. At all events will not do it tonight. Who knows but something may turn up to help us ?"
 The young man blew out the lamp, and left the warehouse. The picture faded.
 "I will show you another picture, somewhat different from the others it will be the last," said the stranger.
 The next scene represented the in terror of bakers shop. The baker coarse featured man, with hard, un- propossessing aspect-was waiting on woman, thinly clad in garments more suitable for June than December. She was purchasing two loaves of bread and few biscuits. There was another customer waiting his turn. It was gentleman with pleasant smile on his face.
 Make haste, said the baker, rude- ly to the woman who was searching for her money to pay for her purchase "I can't stop all day; and here's a gentleman that you keep waiting."
 "Oh, never mind nc I am in no hurry" the gentleman said.
 "I am afraid" said the woman, in an alarmed tone, "that have lost my money. I had it here in my pocket but it is gone"
 "Then you may return the bread I don't sell for nothing"
 "Trust me for once, sir. will pay you in 8 day or two. Otherwise my children must go without food to-mor- row."
 "Can't help that. You shouldn't have been so careless"
 The woman was about turning away, when the voice of the other customer arrested her steps.
 "How much money have you lost p he inquired.
 It was but half crown" was the reply; "but it was of consequence to me, as I could get no more for day or two, and how we are to live till then, Heaven knows."
 Perhaps that will help you to de- eide the question:" and he took from his pocket sovereign, and handed it to her.
 "Oh, sir, said she, her face lighting up with gratitude, "this is indeed generous and noble The blessings of those you have befriended attend you p
 She remained to make few. pur- chases, and then, with 8 light heart, departed.
 The last picture faded from the mir TOT, and the stranger, wrapping it up, simply said, "You have seen how much happiness trihing sum can pro- duce. Will you not, out of your abun- dance, make similar experiment. ?"
 The stranger disappeared, and MT. Hathaway awoke to find his dream terminated by the chime of the New York bells.
 "This is something more than a dream" said he thoughtfully. "I will, at all events, take counsel of the mys- tic vision and it shall not be my fault if some hearts are not made happier through my means before another sun sets."
 When the merchant arose on the fol lowing morning, it was with the light heart which always accompanies the de- termination to do right. He was de-