Alpena weekly argus. [volume] (Alpena, Mich.) 1871-1893, 1888-05-23

finger that made the owner of Russell
House retreat without another word.
And now tho terrible truth was dis
closed. A season of success in the
search for gold had been followed by
reverses which had turned poor Con-
RAIDS brain. But he had won more
than one friend in the mining-camp.
and one of these, true-hearted
Yankee. had sent him to Russell
House, the best private asylum he
could find. and was paying
his expenses there. The feelings OF
the poor mother and brother at this
revelation can be better imagined than
described. Their journey had been
fruitless, and there they were in a
strange land and pennilcss. For the
first timo the mother fell on the neck
of her elder son and chung 70 him for
support
''Yet our luck really dates from that
moment" said Joseph TO me, and ]
will let him finish tho narrative.
when / went out again into the
corridor found number of porters
and servants gathered around the
elevator. which had suddenly refused
10 work. Isaw at glance where the
trouble lay and fastened to explain
the difficulty to DR.. Warren, who had
hurried out of his office But my
usual want of address and my broken
English met with only skeptical
smile from the clear thinking man. ]
was drawing back in confusion wien
Conrad fastened forward; he had UNI
derstood me. and he began in the
readiest of English to explain my
meaning to the doctor. You know the
mother always said Conrad was
the lucky child OF the family.
Well. so it proved at last.
Through his means was
employed on the elevator, which made
a Job of two days. Then when !
thought was at the end of my rope.
came upon the poor lad standing be-
fore my open trunk. and holding in
his hand one of my designs which he
was explaining to hatchet-faced Yam
kee, who proved to be Boyden, his
friend. Boyden looked at me. looked
at the plans, and ended by shaking
hands with me and declaring that he
would put my designs through and we
would 60 shares on the profits.
II tell you. my friend" continued
Joseph, with flushed checks. ''he who
has not had the experience himself
can form no idea how freely the blood
courses through mans veins when.
after being hampered and crippled at
home, he finds himself all at once
placed where he can use every faculty
God has given him. One seems to cast
off his old self, and in his new man.
hood ho looks back with pity on the
miserable, puny creature OF the past
Not that the new life was wholly free
from trials; eternal vigilance and
struggling with competition is terri.
BILE strain on ones nerves, and then,
too. man grows ashamed Of himself
for being merely money-making
machine. Ho knows there is some
thing In this life to which he is closing
his eyes.
Mother wanted mo to marry. With
women that is the only thing that re.
mains to be done when q man has ac-
quired competence. But the Ameri.
can girls were not to my taste.
I'm the course of time fell in with
fellow-countryman who had lately
come over with his daughter, rosy.
checked. sunny-haired. unaffected
young girl, whose affection for her
father was something beautiful. The
poor man had invested all his prop.
erty in Western lands, only to find.
when he reached them, that they were
worthless. So he had returned East,
and had succeeded in getting work as
book-keeper. With Becker and his
daughter Wilhclmine, spent the hap
piest hours of my American life, in
the quiet village where my bushes S
kept me. Together we used to talk
over the hardships and privations Of
our new life. Becker was even more
discontinued than !. Nothing would
suit him in the new country. Even
the American type of features was re-
pulsive to him. The faces were cast
in bronze, he used to say, and then
finished off with file. And so 1t
came about that he left America be.
fore did.
"a few words more and / am
through. 1t was Conrad again that
guided the fortune Of Che family.
Nothing would suit the poor fellow
but that we should 60 home. He was
rich enough. he said. He always
thought. and still thinks, rightly
enough, too, that it was he that made
the family fortune. So we started for
home. We landed at Hamburg and
were passing through the city to take
tho train for our old home; wo were in
the Rathhaus Market when Conrad
insisted that we should cross the
Trost- Brucke and visit the Nicolai-
Krche. The mother always would let
him have his own way In every
thing, asserting that there was
higher Providence manifesting itself
in him. So we followed him, at
the risk of losing our train.
"And there in the church we found
poor little Wilhelmine! Her father
was dead-and I think there never
were two happier people than she and
l OH meeting again. l will not tell
you how soon we were engaged, nor
how short our engagement was. nor
how happy we are and how disinclined
to return TO America. have told you
enough to show you how much we owe
to poor dear Conrad. kart Stern To
Springfield Mass. Republican,
The Value Of Turpentine.
After housekeeper fully realizes
the worth of turpentine in the house,