Connecticut western news., 1880-01-14
I am snre, long after she who gave it shall have passed from the earth. Yours, with many hopes for the future,

with many hopes for the future,
 JANE PEND1EToN."
 It was bitter disappointment. Mat thew told me afterward that behaved in very hysterical manner, and called grandmamma several hard names. But I was too excited at the time to remem- Der much how acted, or to care either. I don't think that had quite recovered from my vexation on the following af- ,ternoon, when Matthew and I were married and while the minister was performing that most solemn of cere- monies, whereby we were created man midwife, a glance at his Bible on the altar above us made me bite my lips to keep back the tears. .. .-.u-. ;
 About a year after my wedding, and just before my little boy, Arthur, was born, the news of grandmamma's death reached us from Roxbury. Matthew and I attended her funeral, and were present, few days subsequent, at the reading of her will.
 Her resolution had been faithfully carried out. Every dollar whereof Mrs. Jane Pendleton died possessed went into the charitable asylum of which I have spoken.
 This exhibition of injustice toward her relatives on grandmamma's part, was one for which I was thoroughly prepared, and it did not, therefore, sur prise me in the least. As for Matthew and myself, we were very comfortably of, and needed no pecuniary assistance in the way of legacies or bequests.
 But five more years brought with! them sad and unlooked-for changes. During the severe business panic of '57, the firm of which Matthew was junior partner sustained terrible losses. Our family expenses were reduced to the most economical point of which my do- mestic management was capable ,, but even then we found the battle against poverty hard one. It became neces- sary at last for us to move from the handsome residence we were then occu- pying, and seek board elsewhere, at the lowest possible rates of payment.
 How distinctly I recollect the rainy evening on which, with heavy, aching heart, assisted in the packing of some trunks in my own room, Matthew watch ing the servant. and myself as we folded up garment after garment, with that gloomy, disheartened expression on his face so hard for every loving wife to witness.
 My little boy, Arthur, sunny haired i've year-older, !" who looked upon the "pattin' up" as affording an opportu- nity for the display of his youthful mus cular proficiency, came toddling to where stood with his rosy arms clasped about an immense burden which he had taker from an adjoining table.
 Why, Arthur" I exclaimed, "what are you doing with that enormous book P and then, as took it from his exhausted arms, a thrill of self-reproach shot through my heart, and Il glanced al Matthew.
 The "enormous book" was grand mamma's Bible, which had lain there upon yonder table, unopened, neglect. ed, forgotten, during the past six yesrsD
 "See, mamma, this letter dropped out"
 Little Arthur was holding up al envelope which had in reality dropped from among the pages of the Bible.
 Gould it possibly be some message from grandmamma, until now dis regarded among the never-opened pages of this holy volumeP
 It was message from grandmamma- one that for six long years we had never found. The envelope contained twenty crisp bank-notes of one thousand dollars each.
 I Matthew tells me that I burst into tears, and behaved myself very much in the same style as when grandmamma's wedding gift first made it's appearance and I believe he IS right.
 have only to add that great many I of our trunks were unpacked tha l evening, and we concluded, for reasons of our own, to give up the idea O moving altogether. .... .: -..
 Matthew's business affairs began t. look brighter in few months time, ant the firm is now, am happy to state thriving famously. I often bless grand mammals Bible for what found there but when I mediate upon the req cause of my present happiness, I ar inclined to think that something nor than worldly riches has purchased it.
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