The Russellville Democrat., 1877-07-26

me, and then my boy and myself might both work. Oh, we could pay you then But I am not able to now. 1 am very sick"
 Nonsense you're we'll enough to go to the poorhouse. 1 have brought my man on purpose to help you there ; he will haul you on sled pant of the way"
 "But, sir---the poor>house is five miles of! Oh, I could not live to reach it in this cold weather Wait until it is warmer---until am stronger. Oh, will try to get we'll as soon as 1 can
 "I tell you I won't wait another hour mo, not half an hourl If your husband was---"
 ooh, for the love of Heaven, sir" grasped the poor woman, clasping her hands again, do not speak of him He has gone to meet his Goo, and he has suffered enough"
 Poohl" muttered the unfeeling wretch. What do you mean by that 1 say your husband brought ye down to this by his own acts and dye s'pose I'm goin' to support ye? No, no! Now, out ye go Ye can go now as we'll as ever. tell ye the house l must have, and will have it! Ye owe me for two months rent now, and of course I'll never get it; but ye won't owe me any more. Tve let ye stay here just long enough--now move l'
 The widow bowed her head, and busted into tears.
 "Oho. we're comin' that, eh? Here, Crow, take her up and carry her out. Put her on to yer sled, if she can't walk !; perhaps we'll get sleigh when we get up to the house. Take her right out. It's comin' to a pretty pass when a man can't have his own house --and after two whole months notice at that!"
 Paul Lavere had been standing all this time by the door, where he had gone to let the visitors in, and his frame had been shaken by emotions such as he had never before experienced. More than once he had been on the point of taking the tongs and springing at the monster, but sense of his own weakness withheld him. But he could bear no more. When those last words dropped from Notworth's lips, he moved quickly to the other door, and snatched down the old mksket. He drew back the hammer, and the sharp click arrested the landlords attention.
 "Stand back !" the boy cried, bringing the piece to his shoulder, and aiming it. l" Lay hand on my mother, and I'll shoot you as there is God in heaven My gun is loaded, sir. I loaded it in the hopes to shoot a duck for my mother. Don't touch herl In Heavens name, don't. I would not have your blood on my hands but do not lie!"
 The boy was as pale as ashes, but not nerve in his body trembled. His large black eyes were burning with fearful intensity, and his lips were compressed until the prints of the teeth within were plainly to be seen.
 Of course a man with such feelings as Notworth has displayed could be nothing but a coward. His mar Crow fell back in moment, for he saw too plainly the meaning of the boy face.
 "Put down that gunl"" grasped the landlord.
 "Not until you have lef. the house, sir" replied Paul, in hushed tone. " Leave us now, and I will make some arrangements for new home but place your hands on my mother, and you die. ;"
 Of course the wretch stormed, and threatened, and swore but he dared not tempt the boy, who looked on him so strangely.
 "Well, Crow," said he, at length, after he had iound that his coarse threats had no effect, "we win go now, and when we come again we'll have them with us as will have the law in their hands,"
 "Oh, mother, you do not blame me 20 cried Paul, springing to his parents side after the men had gone.
 "No, no, Paul." the widow returned, gazing with pride on her noble boy, " cannot blame you but fear they will do something dreadful now" "Fear not on that account, mother. When I took down your fathers gun had another resolution formed in my soul. Wait, for I will try one more thing for aid will try the assembled Christianity of the town"
 The Sabbath bells rang out clear upon the frosty air, and people put on their bes. garments to go up to the house ot God and pray. The sleigh bells jingled over the smooth road as the more favored one flew by, and every and anon more humble church.goer stepped out into the deep snow to let the equipage pass. By and-by thin, pale face appeared in the entry of the church.
 Hain't you got no better clothes'n them to wear to meetin', boy ?" the sex ton asked.
 No, sir I have none others"
 Well, never mind. Here, I'll show you seat"
 shortly after this Mir. David Notworth entered the church He was habited in black, and the deacons all bowed to him as he passed them. He did not sec the poor boy under the gallery. It seemed stronge coincidence that morning that the minister should have preached the sermon he did. He took the whole of the thirteen chapter ot "PauPs First Episte to the Corinthians , that chapter which is devoted to char, ity. It was noble theme, and the speaker was warm hearted, zealou: man. On the present occasion he al lowed his zeal to mount into the upper fields of pathos and stirring appeal and he made it plain case that all the phases of charity are necessary to Chris tain life.
 By-and.by the sermon was closed, anc the last hymn was sung. Paul started to his feet, and had moved a step for ward.--but he came nigh fainting beneath the task he had imposed upon himself In moment more the benediction woulc