Middletown transcript., 1877-07-28

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life-that Peter Tindar may have the
kernel and Ellen the husk Well seep
It was a revelation to the man. The
tavern keepers brief speech, meant moi
for his ears, had come upon his senses
as fell the voice of the Risen One upon
Saul of Tarsus.
well see" he replied, setting his
foot firmly upon the ground and then
he wended his way homeward.
On the following morning he said to
his wife:
ELLEN, have you any coffee in the
house p
"Yes, Tom" She did not tell him
that her sister had given it to her.
She was glad to hear him ask for
coffee instead of the old, old cider.
Il wish you would make a cup, good
and strong"
There was really music in Toms
voice, and the wife set about the work
with strange fiutter in her heart.
Tom drank two cups of the strong,
fragrant coffee, and then went out
went out with resolute step, and
walked straight to the great manufac-
tory, where he found Mr.. Scott in the
office.
"Mr. Scott I want to learn my trade
over again"
"Eh, Tom! What do you mean Y
81 mean that its Tom Darcy, come
back to the old place, asking forgive
ness for the past, and hoping to do
better in the future"
"Tom p cried the manufacturer,
starting forward and grasping his hand,
"are you in earnest? Is it really the
old Tom ?"
"It's what's left of him. sir, and
we'll have him whole and strong very
soon if you'll only set him at work"
"Wofk! Aye, Tom, and bless you
tool There is an engine to be set up
and tested to-day. Come with me"
Toms hands were weak and un-
steady, but his brain was clear, and
under his skillful supervision the en-
gine was set up and tested, but it was
not perfect. : There we're mistakes
which he had to correct, and it was late
in the evening when the work was
complete.
@How is it now, Tom ?" asked Mr..
Scott, as he came into the testing house
and found the workmen ready to de-
part.
"she's all right now, sir. You may
give your warrant without fear"
"God bless you, Tom! You don't
know how like sweet music the old
voice sounds. VIII you take your
place again ?"
@NWait till Monday morning, sir. If
you will offer it to me then, l will take
it"
At the little cottage Ellen Darcey's
futteriug heart was sinking. That
morning, after Tom had gone, she had
found a two-dollar bill in her coffee
cup. She knew that he left it for her.
She had been out and bought tea and
sugar and -four and butter, and bit
of tender steak; and all day long
ray of light had been dancing and
skimming before her-a ray from the
blessed light Of other days. With
prayer and hope she set out the tea
table and waited, but the sun went
down and no Tom came. Eight o'clock
and almost nine. Oh, was it a false
glimmer after all?
Hark The old step! strong, eager
for home. Yes, it was Tom, with the
old CRIME upon his hands, and the
odor Of oil upon his garments.
81 have kept YOU waiting. Nellie"
"Tom !"
q didn't mean to, but the work
hung on.
"Tom, Tom. You have been to the
old shop"
"Yes, and I'm to have the old place,
and"-
"oh, Tom"
And she threw her arms around his
neck and covered his face with kisses.
"Nellie, darling, wait little, and
you shall have the old Tom back
again"
ooh, Tom. I've got him now
bless him, bless him. Ny own Tom.
Ny husband, my darling"
eAnd then Tom Darcy realized the
full power and blessing of woman's
love.
1t was banquet of the gods, was
that supper-of the household gods all
the bright angels of
peace and love and joy spreading their
wings over the board.
On the following Monday morning,
Tom Darcy assumed his place at the
head Of the great machine shop, and
those who thoroughly knew him had
40 fear Of his going back in the slough
and joylessness.
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