The Carbon advocate. [volume] (Lehighton, Pa.) 1872-1924, 1880-01-17

| have often wished for. There IS q man
kicking about in the slums of this city whom
| have tried 10 reach so has his wife, but
he runs from us he runs from everybody
he used to know. Perhaps you can find and
help him through Jake Miller. Try it, and
call on me for all the money 1t may require
That night Jake was at his post, and when
nard, said, dyes" ais he living7" "He
was three months ago l saw him then, but |
he was as thin as your cane" "Will you |
find and bring him here tomorrow night"
'I will try" Next night Jake called the |,
Colonel into the ante-room, and tEore
stood
TALL, GAUYT MAN,
with face sadly Scared. oy rum, shabbily
dressed ,unclean,a 81. altered and broken man,
with no hope II. his features and no light of
encouragC,men in his eye. Yes, he was will
ing me Colonel should be his friend. Yes,
he would like to be man again. Yes, he
was willing to sign the pledge, and make an
effort to save himself But little was said
there was no sentimentality on either side
both men had seen too much Of the practi-
cal side oflife for that. lie signed the pledge,
gave the address ofthe miserable shop where
he was working for beggarly pittance, and
went out again upon the dark, cold streets,
to climb alone the first steps up the slippery
ascent from the gutter. The next morning
the little printers eyes grew moist again
while these things were recounted, but he
pressed the injunction not to let Maynard
know who stood behind the Colonel. The
latter visited him at his case, took him out
to lunch in all his rags, took him further to
tailor and had a suit of clothes charged to
the little printer, met him day by day, and
saw his slow but steady increase Of confidence
10 himself. He was sleeping at q
TEN CENT LoDGiNG HOUSE
in the pur1ieus behind Printing house square,
buying food, when he had money, at the
wretched eating houses where bad liquors
and bad food were multiplying candidates
for the Potter's Field at frightful rate. AL
most the first step was his removal to more
respectable neighborhood. lie had wife
and child whom he had not seen Tor many
years. The brave little woman, in her
struggle TO educate and maintain her little
daughter, lad become ticket agent, telegraph
operator and baggage mistress at little
railroad station in New Jersey, and nobly
was she fighting her single-handed battle
with the world. The little girl of eight was
an educated, accomplished and lovely young
lady of eighteen, just now beginHing to teach
music and the languages.
Maynard vert to church With his new
friend the next Sunday, and when the ser.
vice was over his eyes filled up as he drew
a long breath and said '"fhis seems like
old times " His friend did not feel LIKE
touching upon his family matters, but wait
ed eagerly for the reformed man to express
himself upon the subject. Sunday afte
Sunday he sat with the Colonel and wen
home with him to dinner, and only an oc
caslonsl allusion was made 10 the brave littl
wife out
UPoN THE JERSEY HILLS.
How to bring them together again, how bes
to gather up the broken ties and reunFG
them was the subject of many a long an,
anxious consultation between the little print
er and his friend. Heretofore the forDe
had preserved his incognito most jealouslY
fearing the reformed man would break anC
nf lat, ba I'm,
came. The Colonel told Maynard he ha,
found him much better place in the oflic
of his friend Campbell, and the question
came back quickly "Isn't he the man VIII
sent you after ?" Still the husband an,
wife were apart and no man dared step be
tween to Join their hands, and this was th
case when New Years Day, 1880, dawned
The wife knew nothing of her husband
being
RECALLED TO LIFE
and manfiness, but supposed him buried t
J her these ten years as truly as DR.. Manett
had been for eighteen in the North Towe
, of the Bastile. But cheer up, little woman
Ten years is long time to stand weepin
! over an idolized husbands grave. But te
, years are no more than ter,ahd the ceaseles
pendulum must one day tick Off the last day
- the final hour, the closing minute, the fin
t ished second. Take heart, little fatherlet
girl Ten years have done much for yol
but their last hour is 10 do more for you
happiness than all the countless hours Of th
n past have done. A tall, spare man was
q passenger on the z Railroad that New Year
n morning; he seemed like a soldier return
g ing from the bitter experiences of battle,an
i forced march, and hospital he had 10
= much of his manly vigor, he was carryiu
Il the scars of relentless enemy upon his DO
8 ON ana across his face-but he was the Hu
: band, he was the Father for all that, an
Y his war with Rum was over. He had grour
II his enemy beneath his manly and dete
= mined heel, and he had come home fro
that war to stay THAT man twelve yea
9 ago was the honored Superintendent Of OF
of the large Sunday Schools of Brookly
He was senior partner Of my noble lit
friend "Campbell, in whose successful hou
he is now employed and your corresponds
can and does personally vouch for eve
line of this little story as strictly and entr
ly true. Poor Jake Miller's reform last
less than a week despite the most strenuo
. efforts to save him. Rum had burned @
- the resolution out of him, and he has disa
- peared from Printing House Square, I le
= forever. Do you wonder that humane M
are
" LIFTING 4 MIGHTY PROTEST
u from all over the land against the mali
III nant influence of tho grogshop?
- And do you wonder that NJ
le Years Day, 1880, was indeed Happy N,
~ ~ Year to the Maynards? MORLEY.
II -
r. OUR WASHINGTON SPECIAL.
ISL WAsHINGToN, ID. O., Jan. 10, 1880
cd We have got Congress back again no
d.; and the real work for which Congrossm
ny are created must begin in earnest. Not mu
z l. l.. 4 l.