Shepherdstown register. [volume] (Shepherdstown, Va. [W. Va.]) 1849-1955, 1895-07-04
TWO BROTHERS.

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"Whew!" cried Ambrose Leroy,
with his mornings newspaper in his
hand.
His wife glanced up, and saw that
his face wore dark and troubled ex-
preston.
"What is it?" she asked.
"Read that, said Ambrose, handing
her the paper, with his thumb upon
the item.
She took the paper and read as fol-
lows:
"Our old-time friend and former
fellow-townsman, Thomas Leroy, was
one of the passengers on the wrecked
ship Diomed. As many of our readers
are aware, he had been spending sew
eral years in Cuba, and, as we under
stand, was on his way to remain with
us. His worldly effects are, unfortu-
nately, at the bottom of the sea but
we have sufficient cause of gratitude
that his life has been spared and we
doubt not that he will be welcomed
home in his poverty fully as warmly
as he could have been had he come
back to us with overhowing Golfers.
"Poor Tom :" said the wife, when
she had read.
"Poor enough" echoed her hus'
band. "He must not think he can lie
down on me. He may have lost some
thing by the wreck, but | doubt if II
was much. 1t isn't in him and never
was and he must not think he can turn
this misfortune of wreck into a for,
tune of hanging upon me.
The wife made no reply. She may
have thought that her husband was
unnecessarily harsh, but she cared not
10 contradict him. He had great busi'
ness cares, and was impatient of re-
proof.
In another part of the same town
on this self-same morning, Benjamin
Leroy sat at his breakfast, and he alsc
had his mornings paper.
Let me say here that Ambrose anl
Benjamin were brothers, and that th'
Thomas, of whom mention has beer
made, was their cousin, being the sol
of that Captain Tom Leroy who haC
lost his life years before on the coas
in trying to ethe crew Of a wrecked
brig. Ambrose Leroy wasa merchant
and held up his head in society. Ben
jamin Leroy was carpenter, and h'
worked at building houses. When Am
brose was forced to speak of his broth
er's calling he spoke of him as MAS
ter Builder"
HALO" cried Ben with start
"Bless me- Why Cousin Tom wa
aboard the Diomed!'
Cousin Tom?" echoed his wife.
Eyes, here it is-'Thomas Leroy
our former fellow-townsman. Yo'
know he wrote that he should proba
bly, come home this summer. Poo
Tom Hard luck seems to follow hin
wherever he goes!
But" anxiously urged the wife
''he is unharmed?' p
Thank God Yes. Dear old fellow
1t is hard, his years Of toll in that Wes
India climate all thrown away. Every
thing he had is at the bottom of tn
ocean.
Cant you find something for hir
to do Benny
We'll find him home, never feal
Molly and if he can drive a NAIL G
shove plane, I'll find him work.
know he has been thriftless dog; bu
its been more his misfortune than n
sin. His heart is in the right place
and I don't believe he ever willingl
wronged human being. well I'm
him a nest somehow, won't We?
"Of course we will
And they finished their breakfa'
with relish.
Just at the close of that day ma
rang the bell at the house of Ambro'
Leroy. He was hard-looking way
farer-his garments sOiled and ragge'
and his step wearied. A servant al
swered the summons and the applicar
was peremptorily sent around to tt
back door, where, after time, tt
master of the house waited upon mn
uyVou Ambrose here I am. und,