Sharp County record., 1877-08-17

words: and not long till l give him my
heart and my hand, and he promise ne
will serve and honor God all our days
for blessing us so much.
.sItwas a sweet home Mr.. Uhlander
make for me, with birds, and flowers,
and pictures, and this dear piano, which
no new and gay one shall ever drive out
of my parlor.
" Four wears after this time nv serv-
ant one day letin apOor, miserable man
to our little breakfast parlor, where we
were sitting quietly together, rose to
welcome him to q warm breakfast, when
something in his eve struck terror to my
heart.
&" Before q word was spoken he draws
from under his cloak a revolver and
fired at Mr.. Uhlander. The shot miss
his heart, but shattered his right arm,
and that is why you see him with but
one arm TODAY. Very brave, he flew
at the man, and, with his left hand,
grasped the weapon, and threw it from
the open window into the yard.
The intruder, who was inturiate
with strong drink, approached him, as
I was irving at the same time to sum
mon my servant, and staunCh the blood
from the wound, and savto him in Ger
man
go am Carl Olendort. Didnot ever
You hear of me? You have stole my
bride. and will take your life l have
search one year for you.
"I plead very much with Mr.. Jh-
lander to let the ruined man go in peace,
and to forgive the wrong; and he did so
for my stke.
When the surgeons arrive, they say
that life can only be saved by loss Of the
arm: and my brave dear say, Then let
the arm 90. must live for my beloved
wife and for my fellow-men.'
"He was a long time very i'll: and l
was for years in anxious fear ever when
he was from nv sight. Then his sister,
nv dear friend, move with her family
here, and her husband buy large lands
and establish his manutactOrv. My hus-
band have bv this time much cOmpeten-
cv, and close his business, and we go to
spend. as we had once before, two years
in Germany.
" When we come home, I say to him,
God has given us enough for a Chris
tan s wants. Iou are feeble, and l am
ALWAYS in terror of that poor ruined
man. Let US 90 away from the great
city. and live a quiet life with God and
nature
" So, twenty-five years ago, we built
this house, now so beautiful with trees
and flowers. And here came to US four
sweet children for a little time, and then
90 home to God again. We love Him,
for send them, and we bow our head
and kiss His -kand when He take them
back to keep till He come for Us.
From that day, love all little chill
dren, and my heart goes out 50 fond
and pitiful to all poor and suffering;
and we two say to each other, AS God
has giyen a blessed home to our chill
dren. we will share our earthly home
with all who need
81 have had a carpenter make warm
and clean chamber in the carriage
house. with a good bed and a stove, and
there sleep all poor homeless, whether
unfortunate only, or very sinful. God
sends His rain on the just and the un-
lust, and I dare not say to a oeggar-
Walk one more mile to the poor
house All, no. I say, Here is food
and shelter and God bless YOU with His
love and His peace, -
"Wel, and it was thus that You took
in the poor man we have just Dured?''
we said, with a deep sense Of our own
nepIect of those the world calls "tramps"
and "vagrants.
Yes, dear neighbor. We were sit
tiup bv our warm fire, when a half
famishpd, and yet half-drunken man
begged shelter and food at our kitchen
door.
II ordered our man to make him
comfortable for the night, and to see
that he have no matches or other dan
GER about him, He was old and sick,
and wearied with useless travel, and say
to the man he have no home, no friends,
and hope he may die on that pillow,
NY husband and my man care for
him two davs-fOr Gods sake and ia
therland-for his tongue was German,
and sweet to their ear.
"When he grew sicker, and the doc
tor say he may suffer long, | have him
brought to the house, that / may care
for him myself, too.
50 Soon he knows no one, but talks Of
his mother, Of his mountain home, Of
his broken hopes, and calls on his IA
theirs God to pity and pardon him.
50 Old, and wrinkled, and gray, acast-
off, yet I know very soon that it was
poor Carl Olendorf, and that God have
sent him to our door for comfort and
care.
'.What did I not owe the dear Lord