Connecticut western news., 1876-08-18

. "we would be in worse need than you if we would afford so little relief grudging- ly or withhold it,
 '" You speak like one who knows mans constant dependence, even in his highest fortune. But you have not yot told me who is this memorable creditor. Tell me, that I may correct good report, if such 8 lie comes to my ears." "He is rich, respected and of excel lent repute. His name is AsAhel Pen cost"
 No stimulant could have so strength ened the weak muscles of the invalid as the simple pronouncing of that name did. He rose to his elbow, his deep set eyes glowing with the fire of excite ment.
 Asahel Pencost, he repeated; do you know where he came from2"
 ''Yes. He settled in these parts near ly forty years ago, coming from near old Gloucester in Massachusetts, I've heard say. though information on that point is not very definite"
 "How old 8 man is he 2 Was he mar ried when he came here."
 "He is about seventy years of age; he brought wife and one son with him, but his wife died and he married again. |" It was the dame, true to her womanly instincts, who was readiest when neigh borly news were asked or asking.
 "Yes yes l' eagerly continued the sick man, "ano the son-what became of him ?"
 "He quarreled with his stern father, Asahel Pencost, some say, and went away over twenty years ago, and has not been heard from since;" replied Mrs. Linmar. "He was too gentle and true lad, though, to have been born of such 8 father.'
 Triumph and defeat in 8 single breath" murmured the invalid, sinking back.
 Presently he revived and said to the farmer, slowly, yet with firm accent:
 You need not concern yourself fur ther. What county is thiss''
 "Wayne."
 "Then you have the ablest man in Wayne county to help you for your debtor. I said just now I was the poorest; I was mistaken. When Asahel Pencost comes on Monday to seize your farm, tell him that Marcus Whitney is your security for further discharge of the mortgage and warn him to accept whatever terms are proposed"
 Monday morning came, and with it Asahel PencosS, deputy sheriff and serving man. Farmer Linmar and his wife had spent an uneasy interval, not withstanding the assurance of their in- voluntary guest; and every attempt they had made in their quiet, unobtrusive way to gain insight into the reason of the strangers confidence had been met with evasion too patent to be further questioned. The first they knew of the old mans name was when he called him. self Whitney; of his career, connection with the rich, arrogant neighbor Pencost, or his intentions, they were asprofound- ly ignorant as before they took him into their troubled confidence. He had been removed from the bed in the little cham Der to the old haircloth sofa, which stood between the two windows that lighted the best room, and sat, propped up with pillows, his eyes closed and head thrown forward, while the pre- iminary demands were made by the creditor previous to turning the busi- ness over to the sheriff's officer.
 "You can't pay, and won't accede to my most liberal proposition ?" exclaimed the great man, with an unctuous and sonorous voice, "then you'll have to take the consequences. Turning to the officer, and waving his hand in a circle that seemed t. sweep already with @ creditors grasp the goods and lands of the unfortunate debtor, he said " MT. Bimbie, you will please to-
 "Wait minute," said the invalid, sharply, giving a termination not in- tended to Pencost's invocation. "Please to wait little, MT. Bimble, till there is need of your interference.
 "And pray, sir, who are you2" de- manded Mir. Pencost.
 "Security for these good peoples debts, and their protection against the avarice, greed, and persecution of Asahel Pencost Whitney, formerly of Little Salem, Massachusetts, who is -
 "Your only brother" interrupted the pale and terror stricken man "for Heaven sake, forbear."
 "You didn't lose your memory with your name," sneered the invalid, "though your presence of mind forsakes you. You never expected to see me again ?"
 1T knew you would come some time, sure as death, but not so very soon."
 "Soon! Call you ight-and-thirty years BoonE You have enjoyed the fruits Of wrong doing, fraud-aye, theft longer than Heaven permits most men to do. I thought I was under it's ban not to rise again, when sunk faint ing into the ditch a mile or so. from here, six weeks ago but now I see I was simply subject to it's wise, just, and fortunate decrees. Seel Asahel Whit ney-calling yourself Pencost- is paper bearing your debt in money to me. You took everything had in the world, and if can strip you I'll do it. Here is the amount compounded annual ly at six per cent. it amounts to two hundred and eighty-six thousand and forty dollars. Can you pay it9"
 "Have you no mercy9 Will you not hear mel" begged the now humbled man, in tears. Farmer Linmar, plead you to him to listen to me he will grant you so much"
 "I'n say this much," returned MT. Linmar, he that hath no mercy on his fellows will hardly get it in his dirost need"
 you Go "mes dssuade tee me my ad Whitney. "I need mercy, and I'll SHOW It, tuOuSu III dlraAu 1U Ae mAe- placed. Thirty-eight years ago, my brother, standing there, was trustee for my portion of our fathers estate. I was married and away at sea, my wife and child in his care, as well as the money that had been left to me. l had been gone for five years, during all of which time my letters to my wife were suppressed, and those to me were falsi- fled. When came back to Little Sa- lem it was to find my family all gone. My wife had been persuaded of my death and married with my brother, who had sold out and gone no one knew where. From that day to this l have wandered up and down in the land seek ing my own, till my footsteps were led | L: 4L> lo