Bozeman avant courier. [volume] (Bozeman, Mont.) 1872-1882, 1875-07-09
evelopment of Encouragement
BOHEMIAN, MONTANA TERRITORY, FRIDAY, JULY 9, 1875

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some of them even by the same artists
And they are msde no longer, you set
for In this busy nineteenth century Q
ours, time and brains are too precious t
be spent on these laborious trifles." Now
although l had no stones of the kind b
wanted just then. it entered into my hea
that would tell him about the seal whicl
had come into my possession the evenip,
before.
told him the story somewhat as hav
Just told it to you. He listened to all
said: Il observe thst 1t has the hezaldi
|emblem of . baronet." !" He then congratu
lated me upon the way In which / hn1
acted. He asked, too, for this youn,
lady's address, which she had given M
quite correct; then he left the shop with
|out another word.
You must give me leave to tell the res
|of the story in my own way, although j
may be very different way from tha
which the reverend parsonage employed
in relating it to me afterwards.
1t seemed that it was . runaway match
A county baronet's con had fallen in lov,
With the clergyman's daughter in the vii
lage where their father lived, and the,
had run away together and got married
Then they came up to London, these two
poor young things-for neither his father
nor hers either, for matter of that, woult
have anything to say to the match b,
full Of hopes of getting on in the literar,
and artistic line, and she, poor creature
full of trust in him.
The project of living by literature die
not turn out what was expected. Th.
young fellow, without experience 0,
friends, spent much time going abou,
from one publisher to another, and send
ing his writings to the editors of the va
rtous magazines-which I need not SAY
were always returned with thank" And
then he fell i'll; typus, l fancy, brough,
on by insufficient nourishmeut, and bad
drainage, and disappointed hopes. The
registrar-general doesn't give return Of
these cases in any list that am aware of.
But we see something Of them in our line
of business, nevertheless.
1t was just at this time that Mr.. Broad.
man found out Mrs. Vincent; for that was
the name of the young lady WHO came to
my shop with the gold seal. Cambri dge
Terrance is not very far from the ANGEL
1t lexington, and there. IN a little back
street of small, respectable houses, inhab.
tied by junior clerks, with here and there
q lodging house, in one Of which Mr.. and
Mrs. Vincent lived.
They were rather shy at first Of stran-
ger, and little proud and naughty, per-
haps. People who have seen better days,
and are down upon their luck, are apt to
be 50, But the parson, with his pleasant
ways and CHEEKY voice. soon made it all
right; and, in jiffy, he and Mr.. Vincent
were talking about college, for they had
both Leen 10 the. same university. And
there was even soon smile, too-a wan
smile enough--upon the poor invalid's
thin face, with the hollow, far.
away eyes, which looked at you as if out
Of q cavern. He was the wreck of a fine
young fellow, too; of one who had been
nsed to his hunting and shooting, and all
The fine country sports which make broad
chested, strong-limbed country people the
envy of Us poor, thin, pale town-folk.
Mr.. Br0adman came direct to me when
be left them. I did not live far of, and
he thought that might lend them neigh
bor's help. Davis" says he, THAT poor
fellow is dying; lean see death in his eyes 4
"What is he dying of :" I replied.
He looked at me steadfastly . moment,
Ind could see moisture in his eye - he
'aid, slowly and solemnly, ''Ot starvation,
Davis-of actual want of food"
"A gentleman starving IN London, in
Ellington, baronet's son, too! Why. it's
mot 1t all. "said Mr.. Broadman; ''these
ne the very people who do die Of starva-
ion in London, and In all great cities.
Not the poor, who know where the work
house is, and who can get to the relieving
,f1cer, If the worst comes to the worst :;
but the we'll born, who have fallen into
destitute poverty, and who carry their
,rde with them, and dive into black
Illey like come wild animal into hole, t0l
lis alone. MI. Vincent wants wine and
ellies and all sorts Of good things; II help
- NOT come too late. No. no, my friend"
70 continued. putting back my hand, for|
was ready to give my money in proper|
ause. .'No, no; l have left them oil theyl
rant at pressnt; but Ill tell you what you
an do; you can. If you like to play the
.ood Samaritan, 60 and 80 them and
heer them up . bit. Mrs. Vincent hasn't
orgotten your kindness TO her, can -
ure you. And think her husband would
lie to thank you too, and It would rouse
i'm up Z bit, perhaps. And then Mi.
3roadman told me. shortly, something of
That these two poor things had gone
loviog and trusting him 90;
nd he, half mad that he had brought her
0 this pass and could do nothing for her.
Mr.. Broadman wrote that very day tol
be baronct, proud. hard man I'm told. |
,ut the letter be wrote back was soft en-
ugh, and melting to read; 1t Was 20 full
{ human nature, you see-the fathers
cart swelling up at the thought of gettiDgl
eek his ron, and bursting through the
hick crust Of pride which had prevented
i'm from making the first advancea And
he parson Gays to me: "We!l, Ar. Davis
bere srs many people kept asunder only
Or want Of somebody to 20 baween thsml
nd make peace.
And I said partly 10 myself: ssWhyI
houldn's Chrissisaity itself be such .
encral peace maker - .thatf'
s.Av." replied HI. Beoadman, ssif people,