The Wellington enterprise. [volume] (Wellington, Ohio) 1867-188?, 1880-03-11

fHR AINIsrER's OLD:opAT.
Minister,' sons ere very apt to turn
out badly, !" said /, TO the gehtleman
lwho sat next 10 me in the car. We
lad met In the train, bound for Chi
cago, and had struck up an acquaint.
He stopped me, with his hand on my
arm and with an earnest look which ]
shal never forget. - Es'ii-7"'"
Ipaused at once in what was say
ing, and it seemed for moment almost
as if the rushing train had stopped 10
listen, too. =, =, j q,
"Let me tell youa story" he seid.
SCI know il is q common. belief that
ministers sons are wild, but that is be-
cause people talk about the bad ones,
while those who turn ont well are taken
| as matter of course. / gathered sta
tistics about them. once, and found that
out Of thousand sons of ministers,
there were very few who did not grow
up useful and industrious men, seq
I" But what is your storyP' I asked,
settling back in my seat 5,- ,,i-,,.-i 3
~" We'll, ,"'said be, /" it begins with a
class supper in Boston, q dozen years
ago. A number of old college friends
had gathered in the evening for their
annual reunion. Among them was the
| rich merchants j. E.. Williston-per-
haps you have heard Of him-and a
poor pastor of . country church in Elm
bank yillars. ont in Western Massschu-
setts. whose nama xas- -Riaka--.A rood
many of the class had died. and the
dozen or So elderly men who wsrs left
felt, mon tpdsr than syssstqA Ards
bright old days at Harvard, and how
soon no one would be LETT on earth who
shsred In th.s happy a0e5eE .ststs1
Th! dishes ,cana asd.Ns1as,. the
lights gloyed brilliantly andpt last the
feelinR1 have spoken of would come
uppermost, now and then;s and in one
o&1thsss musine moments Williston's
eve wss Attracted bysomething' pllsfsfs-
ing about the coat which, his frisnd
Rlsks; WIG sat neg. te ;hiR: = hed 9 Z e.. q s, %
black ciotn OF which the coat vas MADE
naa oeen WON 30 thin ana snootn tnat
twas very shiny ia nn,oasi0 50 ., q
We'll, Blake. said ne, suddenly,
taxing hold OF nus trends sssTlSeinsi.
Of doing beterel. .how has the world
gone with you. latelyP
Blakes mad - neomally 80 md
thonghtui face; but he looked areend
quickly, with warm smile.
No need to ask, he said. laugh
ingly. You can reastthe yhole steJ
on my bAck. This Old coat - . sort ot
balance sheet, which shows my fhAn.
cial condition to.a T. - z : - .ii
aThen he spoke more seriously. add
inS: eft n 4 pretty hard Efe. Willis
ton, that of q country parson. don't
complain of nv lot, though sometimes
IN ofstrusSed for my family. ThaA&t
is 1flfs coat I've got on is hardly fit for
q man Of my profession to appear in;
but Tn going to send my boy Sam. to
Harvard this year, and must pinch here
and there to doit. Ireally ought TO be
thankful, though, that can get such
| advantages for him by few little sac
rificea al personal appearance and con-
yenfeuce.s :"L-''lO
..Don,t Won rive a thonpht tn vonr
co.t oid tsIIov retnrned W;il;Ston
sNohadS Shc TO- ~, vsuisv~r i'm.
.c;ne fiat the haart inside Of II il
tfresdhare sbovever the Osrmsnt nav
looL =
/ Is Rlate waa pleased with this kindly
axnres.;on. and both- after that
e-ch.rgo ~ corf;denca -felt h.nn;er
Rnt .reonc tbe rar;ons inc;d derts 81 the
ev.n;nr "a. one '.ITrost nsssed ont oS
the n;r;.ter,s mind hv tbe ne1t d.v v
whsr he st.rtad for EImh.nt
"Speedv "a his return was. however.
something meant for him had oot tn his
dest;n alton before him. Itwas a letter.
Taking il up he broke open the enyel-
one ! asd fnund inGdeI a law vurds from
Hilliston- .v;th a oheel1f fpr S5OO To de-
fr.v the f;rst vaarss college ernenses of
ii. ola ci.ssmste'a soon
..Yo, are = srranCer,o mo air - .a;d
NV trsvsi;nc-comnsn;onr M m n ~ n this no;nt lint
:. I bnt aim Won viii snnreciste % the
feeling with which poor Mr.. Blake
stood In his bare and dingy study in
the old farm parsonare. HOLDING that
letter in his hand, and lifting his faith
ful ewes in thankf,lnesa To G0d.n
| "Yes'n i replied. "Williston did
lust the right thing, too. And how