Keowee courier. [volume] (Pickens Court House, S.C.) 1849-current, 1881-03-10


a comfortable bed"
Tho coachman was called iu to assist in
lifting the athletic stranger, who was CAR
rled to room ID the chamber, where the
doctor administered with his own hands
strong doses of port vino saugaree. The
young man soon boosme purity conscious,
but all convorsation was forbade him, and
he sank quietly to sleep.
is doing wel;" let him rost as long
as he can; should no awake in our absence
give him beef toa and toast ad libitum,"
said the doctor, professionally, as he left
tho room.
lu less than an hour afteward DR..
Haywood and his lovely wife entered
the gorgeous church Of ''tho mcst Holy
trinity"
Amid tho hundred fair danes that en-,
tered it's broad portals, dressed with all tue
taste and magni6cenoe that abundant
wealth could procure not one rivaled, in
grace and beauty, tho orphan bride Of he
rich physician. Her tall graceful g. are
Was robed 10 violet silk, that only height.
! ened BY contrast her large azure eyes,
bright with the lustre Of youthful hap.
piness yet. There was touch of tender
pity in their dropping lids that won the
confidence Of every beholder. Tho snow
ermino mantilla which protected her f,om
the piercing wind, rivaled, but could not
surpass, the delicate purity Of hor complex
ion. Many aduiring eyes followed tho
faultless figure Of Mrs. Haywood, as she
moved with unconscious grace up the
centre aisle Of tho church, but none with
moro heartfelt devotion than the young,
wayward, but generous man who had re,
Gently we'd her in spite Of her poverty
and tho snecrs of his aristocratio acquain-
tanoo.
The stately organ had peeled its last rich
notes, which were sill family echoing in
the distant arches, when q stranger of ven
erable aspect, who had previously taken
part in tho services at the altar, roso and
announced his text, the oft quoted but
seldom applied words of the Apostle, "Bc
not forgetful to entertain strangers, for
thereby some have entertained angels una.
wares" DR.. Haywood felt his forehead
flush painfully; it appeared to him for the
moment that the preacher must have known
of his want of charity towards strangers,
aud wished to give him public lesson,
but he soon saw from The tenor of his
remarks, that his own guilty conscience
had made tho application in his particular
| case.
have not the space nor indeed the
power, to give any synopsis of the ser
mon; but that it, combined with the in.
oidcut of tho morning, effected happy
revolution in the mind of at eust one of
hs hearers. So much 80 that on the
return of DR.. Haywood from church, he
repaired at once to the room of the mcndi-
cant to offer such attention as he might
stand in need of. But the young uan
seemed to be much refreshed By rost aud
nutritious food, and commenced gratefully
thanking his host for the kind attentions he
had received, which without doubt had
saved his life. But will recompense YOU
well, for, thank God, am not the beerar
that seem. was shipwrecked on Friday
night 10 the Ocean wave, on my return from
lndia. My name was doubtless among the
list Of the lost-for escaped from the
waves bY miracle l attempted to make
my way to New York. where have ample
funds in bank awaiting my order, but
must have perished from oold aud hunger
had it not been for you and your wifc's
proyident charity. | was repulsed tom.
every door as an mpostor, und could get
ucither food nor rest. To be an exile from
ones native land ten years, and then, after
escaping from the periIs of the ocean, to die of
hunger in the streets Of Christian oity, |
felt was truly bitter fate.
"My name is Arthur Willett," added the
stranger.
"Wby, that is my wife's family name.
She will be doubtly pleased at her agency
in yonr recovery"
"Of what State is she native7" asked
Arthur Willott. eagerly.
IL married. her in the town Of B.,
where she was born"
At this moment Mrs haywood entered
the room, surprised at the long absence of
her husband.
Arthur Willett gazed at her with look
OF widest surprise, wurmurog:
"lt cannot bet cannot be. I ON de.
sirous to think So"
Mrs. Haywood gazed with little less as
tonishment. motionlcss as statute.
"What painful mystery is this7" DRIED
Doctor Maywoud, excitedly, addressing his
wife, who thea became conscious Of tho
singularity of hor conduct
ooh, DO mystery" she replied,
slghing deeply, "only this stranger Is the
iuago of my long lost brother, Arthur"
And Mrs. Haywood, overcome with emotion,
turned to leave tho room.
'Stoy one moment" pleaded tho stranger,
drawing small mourning ring from his
finger, and holding it up, asked If sto REQ.
ognized that relic
"lt is my fathers gray hair, and you