The star. (Cincinnati [Ohio]) 1874-1875, 1875-02-13

you do so. But | have prayer-a
earnest, sincere prayer. Ipray that Go
in his mercy may remove that curse IroI
your fathers STOPPING formf"
"The curse, Walterf'
faye, the gold cursew rejoIned tn
youth 1eryently; 81 hope that God ma
render MIN pennllesS."
| "What! penniless~ ~ repeated Agnet
with start.
"Aye, peHniless; for then he would b
far mUrc weal;aT shan he is now. The
he would know Row to appreciate til
ilricelcss blessing ri his sweet Agnes
love, and then ldC curse might be broker
and his hears grow human AGAIN. An,
niure Than all" Walter continued, twin
inS his arm closely abouL the fair form o
his companion and speaking more deep
ly, "theG / could tale you to my home
and we could both love him and care tol
him while hc iived.'
"The rascal He'd do great things
Me peDniiess, and he praying for it
The yourg yIlialn!"
| When tie cd man gained his accus
tomDa Walk ahcng the great sycamores
he wiped sO!netEIng from his eye. Ht
acted as though mote had been blowI
in there.
Two weeks passed on, and Agnes grew
pale and thin. She did not sing as she
used to, nor could she smile us had been
her want. Still she murmtred not, nol
did her kindness TO her father grow less
| 40 God! help me to love my father"
she prayed one night. "Let not my grioi
make me forget my duty"
And the old man heard it.
One night Noah came home from the
city, and in his hand he brought small
trunk. He barred the door and drew the
tattered curtains close.
"See,' he says, as he opened the trunk
and piled the new bank-notes upon the
table. "Look there, Agnes. and see how
! have worked in my lifetime. l had no
education, but Pve laid up my money
money--money! How many men would
sell me all their brains tonight for this
See-one -three--four-
five. Count them, Agnes; there's thou
sand pounds in each PACKAGE"
Agnes counted them over, for she
thought her father wished it, and she
made fifty packages.
"Why have you taken it from the bank,
father2' she asked.
"To let it, my child-to let it at pound
interest, Agnes. l shall double it, dar-
ling--dOubie it-double it,"
And While the old man's eyes sparkled
with evident satisfaction. his child wore
sad, sorrowing look. And long after
she sat and looked at the working fea-
lures of her father, and prayed that the
gold fiend would set him Tree.
When Agnes retired she left her father
up; but ere long she heard him put his
little trunk away and then 60 to his bed.
And then she slept.
Hark! what sound Is that? Agnes
starts up in alright and listens. But
see! bright light is cleaning out into
the night, and thick volumes of smoke
pour into the garrett.
'Firel tireW sounded voice from the
entry, and she hears the sharp cracking
now, and feels the heat. "Agnes, nv
child" Aud in another moment she
meets her father upon the stairs. He is
dressed, but she is not.
"Take your clothing, Agnes, and you
can put it on in the entry. The house is
all on fire."
In Jew minutes more the father and
child stood i'll the road, the latter with O |
bundle of clothing In her hand, while the |
'ormer held small trunk. They gazed |
lpon the burning building, but neither
u them spoke.
And others came running into the
scene, but no one tried to stay the flames.
And the effort would have been useless
lad 1T been made, for the old shell
'urned like tinder. But more still-no
me would have made the effort, even
lad success been evident, for the miser-
.Dle old hut had too long occupied one Of
he fairest spots in the village. There
we're no other buildings to he endangered |
10 they let the thing burn.
"Noah Bremen stopped to hear no
more, and as he walked away he muttered
0 himself:
"You have your money SAFE" said
agnes.
ayes. See, l took the trunk. l left
he candle burning so that l could watch
t. But l got the trunkw And as he
poke he held it up and gazed upon it by
he light of the flaring ruins.
THAT is not the trunkp' whispered
agnes in alright.
mot -" But the old man spoke 10
urther. He saw that he had taken the
wrong trunk. This was only filed with
I'D cards and dusty receipts.
"Ruined! Lostp' groaned Noah Bre-
nen, as he turned from the scattered
mbers. 81 had f50,0O0 in that trunk
nd where are they nOw~
"Neyer mlnd," said Agnes, winding
er arm about her fathers neck, Wen be
appy without it,"
"Wbatw uttered Noah Bremen, gazing
mo W aIIel AudlIe ldCc, 'uO you mean |
hat you will give me home, too? That
ou will provide for me, and keep me-"
"Yes," returned the youth, hopefully,
i never could be happy with Agnes,
much as love her, if l thought her poor
Id father had no home. Come We'll live
ogether, and be as happy as the days
re long.
"But your salary, young manr
SIS sufficient Tor us, sir. l have f100
year. We can live on that, and lay up
omething, too"
"Well, well-take her, love her, be
ood to her, make her happy, don't ev-
T."
When the old man saw the JOYOUS tears
cap from his child's eyes he turned
way and walked quickly from the
ouse; but he was not so quick but that
e heard the blessing that followed him.
And when he walked alone beneath the
tarry heavens he wiped his eyes, as
hough something troubled him.
[CoNcLUDED MoNDAY.]
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