Frostburg mining journal. [volume] (Frostburg, Md.) 1871-1913, 1877-10-27
ALLEGANY COUNTY, MARYLAND. SATURDAY, OCTOBER y,

to watch over and care for your SISTER
Ellen. You saved her from a sad pit
iall. He has allowed you to be a stay
and comfort to your bereaved mother
He has given pure-hearted, loving
wife, not rich in worldly goods, to be
sure, but then you know that poor
folks value love. Mrs. Barlow was IN
here yesterday. Her wealth was not
saved from the contamination that as
sociating with Jack Potter and his set
almost brought upon our Harry
Your judicious counsels and faith
erly love. And yet you say you ca
do anything for your children. Mrs
Barrow weot when she saw Annie
just the age her little Winr would
have been had she lived. But her
mothers wealth enabled her to leave
her child to the care of hirelings, and
she now feels that Winnie might have
been spared had proper attention been
given the child. Her son no comfort
and her daughter dead
Sadly John Grey pointed to Bertha.
"No, John Berthe is yet alive, and,
please God she shall live in spite Of
the doctor. Good nursing is worth
more than anything else, and that she
has. The Great Physician can heal
now as we'll as the days when they
whispered the tidings that Jesus Of
Nazareth passeth by"
Jennie. l am rich, though only a
poor workingman." And John Grey
took up the little tip pail, and with a
kiss for the little paNle Ne faced child and
one for the brave hearted Christian
wife, started forth to his daily toll.
A few steps from the door he encoun-
tered Frank Barlow. The man =
heart warmed towards hlm, and with
a sympathetic feeling, he stopped i'm
pulsively and laid his hand on the
boys shoulder.
Frank, laddie, I'm only a poor
workingman, but you are jusy the age
Of my boy, and Tia sorry for you.
Where have you been? Not fresh
from home this morning in this
plight?' and he looked at the lad 8 un-
tidy appearance. "Was the whole
night not too long to spend at Robin
son s low Lrinking hole with such fel-
lows as Jack Potter, when the dear
mother, who would have yielded her
life for you, was alone at home watch
ing and waiting for the only son who
should be her comfort instead Of her
disgrace, her blessing instead Of her
bane?
II know, Frank, that some would
tell me | was meddling with what was
none of my business, but you are too
much of a gentleman for that. l
want to help the needy. | can't do
it with money, for that don t possess
but take little counsel from me, if
I am only poor working man. You
have the future before you; don t
ftain it all with sin. y
"Mr. Grey" and the boy caught his
hand, "you re the best friend I've got,
except my mother, if you are a work
ing man. Look alter me little won t
you, as if I was Harry, for I've no
father ?"
The promise was given in the tight
ening handgrasp as they parted.
A few blocks further and John
Grey heard quick scream Of fear.
He sprang to the middle Of the street
and drew back the frightened child.
The lady with her, somewhat deaf,
resisted a moment ere she saw the
danger. All, that moment ! The
spirited horses struck him down, and
the carriage rolled over the PROSTATE
man.
Home-home they bore John Grey.
A few hours of agony and his eyes
closed forever to earth Poor Jennie
With a grand flourish he was borne
to the church in an elegant rosewood
coffin, presented by the man whose
careless driver was responsible for
John Grey's death, John would rath-
er it had been plain pine box, for
the balance of the money would have
made Jennie and the children com
Portable for a while-his body never
would have felt the difference. The
clergyman eulogized the worklngman' is
heroism and self-forgetfulluess, hken-
ing him to the Master, and drawing
therefrom texts and illustrations for
future use while many person, un-
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