Shenandoah herald. [volume] (Woodstock, Va.) 1865-1974, 1875-08-12

to London, these two poor youn
, things, for neither his father nor her
either, for the matter Of that, woul
have anything to say to the matcll-h
full of hopes of getting on in tn
literary and artistic line; and she, poo
creature, full of trust in HIM.
The project of living by literatur
did not turn ont what was expected
The young fellow, without experience
or friends, spent much time goin,
about from one publisher to another
and sending his writings to the editor
OF the various n1agazines-which
need not say were always ssretnrnet
with thanks. And then he fell i'll
| typhns, fancy, brought ON by INSULT
Gent nourishment, and had drainage
and disappointed hopes The Regis
trar- General doesn't give a return o
these cases in any list that I am aware
OF. But we see something OF them il
our line of business nevertheless.
1t was just at this time that Mr.
Broadman found out Mrs. Vincent, fol
that was the name of the young lady
who came to my shop with the gold
seal. Cambridge torrance is not very
far from, the ssangle at Islington, and
there, in little back street of small
respectable houses, inhabited by junior
clerks, with here and there lodging
house, fl one of which MIR. and Mrs.
Vincent lived.
They were rather shy at first Of a
stranger, and little proud and naughty
perhaps. People who have seen better
days, and are down. upon their back,
are apt to be SO. But the parscn,, with
his pleasant ways and CHEEKY voice,
soon made it all right, and in jihy he
and Mr.. Vincont were talking about
college, for they had BOTH been to the
same university. And there was soon
even smile, too-a wan smile enough
Upon the poor invalids sharp cut,
thin face, with the hollow, far away
eyes which looked at you as if otit of
a cavern. He was the wreck off fine
young fellow. too; of one who had been
used to his hunting and shooting, aud
all the fine country sports which make
broad chested, etrofg-litnbed coantiy
people the envy of us poor, thin, pale
town folk.
Mr.. Broadman came direct to me
when he left them. / did not live, far
off, and he thought that I might lend
them neighbours help. Davis, said
he, that poor fellow isdying; I can see
death in his eyes.
"What is he a,dying Of Ireplied.
He looked at me steadfastly a
moment, and I could see moisture in
his eyes, as he said, slowly and solemn
ly, OF starvation, Davis-of actual
want of food
"A gentleman starving in London,
in Inslington; a baronets son, too!
Why, it's incredible"
''rhese are the very people who. do
die of starvation in London and in
great cities. Not the poor, who know
where the work house is, and who can
get at the relieving officer If the worst
comes to the worst; but the well born
who have fallen into destitute poverty
and who carry their pride with them
and drive into some back alley like
some wild animal into a hole to die
alone. MIR. Vincent wants wine and
jellies, and all sorts of good things if
help hasn't come too late. No, no, my
friend, he continued, putting back my
hand, for I was ready to give my mon
ey in. proper cause. ''No; no; have
left them all they want at present
Davis. But I'll tell you what you car
do; you can. if you like to play the
good Samaritan, 90 and see them and
cheer them up bit, Mrs. Vincent has
Mt forgotten your kindness to her,
can assure you, and think her hus.
band would like to thank you too ano
it would arouse him up bit, perhaps.
And then Mr.. Broadman told me
shortly, something OF what these two
poor things had gone through-sht
loving and trusting him SO; and he
half mad he had brought her to thi'
pass, and could do nothing for her.
Mr.. Broadmani wrote that very da,
to the baronet; a proud hard man, In
told. But the letter he wrote bacl
was soft enough, and melting to read
it was 80 full of human nature, you SCI
the fathers heart swelling up at thu
thought of getting back to his son; ant
bursting through the thick crust 0
pride which had prevented him from
making the first advances. And th
parson says to me
"Well, Mr.. Davis" he said, ether
are many people kept asunder only 70
want of somebody to get between them
you see, and make peace"
And / said, partly TO myself:
"Why shouldn't christianity itse'
be such geneiaI peacemaker as that
cav" renI;ed Mr.. Broadman. :"