The News-Herald. [volume] (Hillsboro, Highland Co., Ohio) 1886-1973, 1886-04-14
THE IRON WOLF.

| The Servant of God, Who Had Helped
Many Lives, and the Mser, Who Had
Heaped Dollar on Dollar.
l conducted the services two months
ago, said clergyman, at the funeral
of one of my parishioners. He had been
a farmer. Forty years ago, as a young
man, he commenced work for himself
and his young wife with one hundred
acres of land. and ended with one hun
! dred. He was skilled. industrious
| working-man, but he laid by no money
| in bank. | understood the reason, as
listened to the comments of his neigh
bors and friends.
alt was always a warm, hospitable
house." said one. 1.-The poor man was
never turned away from that door. His
sons and daughters all received the
best education which his means could
command. One is a'clergymen, one a
civil engineer, two are teachers: all
lead useful, happy and full lives"
Said another neighbor: ''Those chill
dren sitting there and weeping are the
orphans of a friend. He gave them
home. That crippled girl is his wife's
niece. She lived with them for years.
That young fellow who is also weeping
so bitterly was waif that he rescued
from the slums of the city,
And so the story went on, not of
miser who had heaped dollar on dol
lar, but of a servant of God, who had
helped many lives, and had lifted many
of them out of misert and ignorance
into life and joy.
On my way home from the funeral, l
stopped at the farm of another PARISH
ioner, who said to me, in a shrill, rasp-
ing tone:
$50 poor Gould is deade He left
poor account. Not a penny more than
he got from his father. Now started
with nothing, and look there - point
ing to his broad fields. II own down
to the creek Dye know why? When
| started to keep house brought this
into it the first thing taking an iron
savings-bank in the shape of "A wolf out
of the closet. "Every penny l could
save went into its jaws. It's surpris-
ing how many pennies you can save
when you've purpose. My purpose
was to die worth hundred thousand
dollars. Other folks ate meat we ate
molasses. Other men dressed their
wives in merinos; mine wore calico.
Other men wasted money on schooling;
my boys and girls learned to work
early and keep it up late. wasted no
money on churches, or sick people, or
paupers, or books, and"-he concluded,
triumphantly,--'' land now own to the
creek, and that land with the fields
yonder and the stock in my barns are
worth one hundred thousand dollars.
DO you seeP" and on the thin, hard
lips was a wretched attempt to laugh.
The house was bare and comfortless;
his wife, worn out by work, had long
ago crept into her grave: of his chill
dren, taught only to make money a
god, one daughter, starved in body
and mind, was still drudging in his
kitchen; one son had taken to drink,
having no other resource, and died in
prison; the other, a harder miser than
his father, remained at home to fight
of their fertile fields.
yesterday / buried this man," con-
tinued the clergyman. Neither nigh
Dor nor friend, son nor daughter. shed
a tear over him. His children were
eager to begin the quarrel for the
ground he had sacrificed his life to
earn. Of it all he only had now earth
enough to cover his decaying body.
Economy for noble purpose"
added the good oil clergy lis
virtue; but in the houses of some of
our farmers it is avarice, and like
wolf, devOurs intelligence, religion,
hope, and life itself. ~ Youths COM
DaniOn.