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Ware hots-.'West of the Public .4.tc.—Dealersin Coal.Sall. . tucco. Fish. Lime and Lime Stone, Iron, ?galls, Stores, ngc„ acc.. Ice.. with ungurpass - rd tacti i lies for chipping either by Steamboats, Propellers. khooncrs, or by Rail Road. ' D. D. WALKER, L. DORMS. y i t4iri4 GRAHAM. , 1: - ,17102 y • MD CQ I AT LAP', in George A. ElliOl's (ACC. west .ide of thit park ,` 34 JAMES ROSS SNOWDEN, A rfOItNNT AND COCNIELLON. •T LAW, No. 133, Third Street Prusburgh. 34 JOHN W. RJDDELL. ATTOVIET AT tic.--Office, Fifth Street, between Smithfield and Grant Streets, Pitt , burgh„ Pa. VINCENT HIMROD & CO. Mtscrscreacas of Stoves, Hollow Ware, Engines, Machlndy, Rail Road Cars, etc., State St., Eric l'a. THOMAS M. AUSTIN, (Gait of the firs, of G. Loomis 4- Co.) Ducat in Clocks. Watches, Josefry, Silver Spoons, Musical Instruments. Looking Glasses, Lamps and Fancy Gooas, whole. rale . and retail. JOHN GOALDING, Mritra,PCT T►ILoL and Habit Maker—Shop ou the east aide of le street. two doors north or - Elea, and adjoining J. H. gib let k Cabinet Ware-Room, Erse, l'enna. CLARK & METCALF. Wllet FOA LE and retail dealers in Dry Goads, Carpets. and Dry Groceries No. 1 Reed House. WILIAANIS & WRIGHT Bost ts. Collectors and Dealers in Gold and silver coin. unectr red ltlotiey, Land Warrants and certificates of Deposite. Also 6ight lirans on the pri tic 11,31 cities ut the Union. and all pans a the Old Country for sale. Lidice; Block,coroer of :...L.114•.t., and Public Square. J. IL WILLIAMS. e. 11. WtIOUT. J. G. & W. 1. MILLS, limiter's and Wholesale Dealers in Groceries, Wines, Liquors, " Cigars.—Also, Foreign Fruit. Nutt, Pickles and Pickled Oys ter', Lobsters, Preserves, and llermetricaily Sealed artitles of eiery description always on hand. No. 3, William's Block, State-14 , opposite Brown's New lime, Erie, Pa. J. i 1.3, New York. Wis. 1. Mti.t.s. Buffalo. tece IV Inf In their season. Oysters in shell. from J. G. Mills De) , Neu York, which will be sold Who lesale at low prices A. C. JACIK.ON, Agent. Erie. Pa. DUBLIN & SLOAN. pr•cras in Classical. School and Miacellaneous IloolcsyllUnuk Looks, trwricnery, and fruiter's Cards, No. a, lirown's DeW 134;ck, Erie Ca. • r. DI 11.111 L t. 111.0•31. T. W. MOORE, Dt.t. r 111 C; roeeries, Provisions, IV i nes, Liquors, Candies, Fruit, rue licor below Loomis &reef !Nate suers., Erie. JOHN B. COOK. Luca in Staple & Fancy Dry Gooch , . and the Created variety et' Al) Store in the City. Cheap Side. Erie. Pa. STERRETT & GRAY Iscurrcss. Jobbers and reuriaDealerii in Wet and Dry Groceries Produce. Foreign and boacieglie Fruit, Woodeu, olow and Stone Ware. Flour. Fiala. Salt. Glass. Naito. I.6lr ai.Shot. Caps. Safety rose, &C.. lce. French Street. oppo site the Reed House. Erie. Pa. N. B.—Steam - 11 - d . Canal-13.oatp. Vowels. Hotels, and Private _ . funilie• ',applied with any of the above articles with prompt ter) r heap. WM. S. LANE Attorney and Ckamsollor at Law. offlvE o%er Jaek•on's store. at North-East corner of the Pub- Itc Square: DOCTORS BEEBE & STEWART, hut-taiga Phpncians and Surrona. Office and Residepats— Seventh tr. Bassafrat Streeig. ()flee hours from 7 ico 8, A. 111; 1 to 2, and II la 7, P. M. 11E1E, X. D. - .1. L. STEWART, X. D. JOHN HEARN & CO Fotwanpla ind Conunisrion Merchants. dealer in Coal, Hcaa ii.h. and agent for a daily line of upper lake Steamers, Dock Er le Pa. LIDDELL & Co.. l'euilTll., Manufacturers of Iron Fence. Railing. Steamboat no.lers, State. between 7 la and eta. Streets. Erie. AMERICAN EXPRESS COMPANY. OF r v. r. Removed to No. 5 Reed Block. Stale Street. Etwerp Express closes at - Il o'clock. A. M. Wenern " Co 3i o'clock. P. H. 0. D. ***** ORD. Agent. GEORGE J. MORTON.' Lets qf the firm of J. Heart 4- Ce..) trillt AL DINE] and Commission Merehant. Publte Dock, Erie, Pa Dealer in foal, Sall, Fish, Flour and Plaster. W. H.-kNOWLTON. Watchmaker and Repairer. Dealer in Watches. Cloth. Jewelry. Musical Instrumento, Looking Glasses and other Fancy Goods. titerr one door west of the Reed House. 17 ARBUCKLE & Kfr.:PLER, Duna in Dry Gouda. Groceries, Hardware, Crockery, ice. No 3, Perry Block, Mate scree, Erre. Pa. DR. C. BRANDES. Pinstriss and Branton—Office at his residenee ofd Eighth S. - pert between French and Holland, Erie; P. M. SANFORD & CO.. lk:'rrsinGold.Silver. Dank Notes, ))raps, Certificates of Dc az. Sight Exchange on the principal cities constantly 61r bale. Office in Realty's Block, Public Square. Erie. T. HERON STUART. !turn , ' Ann Passim's—Office, eorner of French and Fifth arrn.,oter Moses Koch's store. Residence on Fourth sheet. roe door east of Vie old Apothecary Ball. RUFUS REED. DIAILIt i n Engl I.ll,Gertaan and American Hardware and Cutlery; Alan, Nails, Anvils, Facer, Iron and Steel No. 9 geed House, tine. Pa. CADWELL & BENNETT. , IPostrits, Jobbers, and Retail Dealers in Dry Goods. Groceries, Crockery, Cities's-are, Carpeting. Hardware, Iron, Steel, Nails, Spiktt, kc. Empire Stores State Street, four doors, below Bros n's HotPI, Erie, Pa. Alto—Anvils, ViceP, Bellows, Axle Arms, Springs, and a general assortment of Saddle and Carriage Trimmings. S. MERVLN SMITH, MUMMY VI LAW and Justice of the- Pellet.. sad Agent for the Key Slow _Mutual Llfe insurance Company—Office 1 doors view of Wr,ebte stage, Erie. Pa. GEORGE H. CUTLER. At roaarr •r LAW. Girard. Erie County, Pa. Collections and Miler buinnues attended to with promptness and dis:oatch. JObIAH KELLOGG, Poro•uding &Con:anis' Lon Merchant, oo the Public Dock. Ma Or State meet. • V4l l. Salt. Plaster and Wlrfte Fish. constantly for sale. I. ROSENZWEIG S. Co. Wirou v ait lirratt.Dmitam in Foreign and Domestic Dry Ganda, ready maim Clothing. Boon and Shoes, ke., No. Wright's Mack. State "Meet. klne' , MARS•HALL 61, VINCENT. AyrOtirrs AT Law—Office up stain in Tammany Hall building [Arai Of we Prothonotary's office. Erie. MURRAY WHALLON, ArroitmiN D COOMISLLOI AT Liw—Ocoee oust C. B. Wright's :Aare, enuanee one door west of State street. on the Diamond, Ette. TIBBALS, & HAYES. lllrAces s ir , Dry Goods, Dry Groceries, Crockery, Hardware, ate. _lo. I. Brown'e New Hotel. SMITE JACKSON. PaAtra in Dry Goods. Groceries. Hardware. (Lumens Ware. Use*. Ot. Nad s, ke..141. Cbeapaide, Erie. Pa. WILLIAM RIBLET, CLitur Mmtn. U , and Undertaker, corner of State and eventh street'. te)in!ler , CARTER & BROTHER. lisotasALr and *mail dealers in Drugs, Medle kat . /Palma. 0110. bYr-stulli Glass. Sue.. No. a. Reed Reim'. Erie. JAMES LYTLE, Newman' Merchantl.l{or. on the public rare. a few doors am of Mate street, Erie. JOHN H. BURTON & CO. weal-Lula sun Rrrsu. dealers la Drags, Medicines, Dye Stags. _Groceries, Ike. No. ti. Reed House. Erie. M. CH A PIN RESIDENT DEXTIST—ORiee on t i the south side of the Diamond. dve doors east of ga s - the Erie Bank. Prices reasonable, and all Work warranted Erie June 19 1881. DR. O. L. ELLIOTT. Lesidea* Dentist: OBleesnd dwelling on the 0 Bomb side of the Public Square. let door East .14 6 .._ of the Eris Bank Building. Teeth inserted on oss *rut Ailed Gold Plate. from (meta an enUre nett. Caril with p Gad. and restored to health and use- h "e". Teeth clame u dre with instruments and Beatifies. sao as to lire them- of pellucid %lea meek All work warranted. and EM THE PILOT. By the light of the sterna whes the stars waxed dim. Still sailed the proud barque o'er the desolate sea ; Theses the mean of the gals, like a (Goers] bros. Swelled op from the breakers that foamed on her lee What though all in tatters streamed petition and sail. The gloom of the midnight, the tempest's red glare. The boding bird's cry, rioging Out o'er the gale. The heart of her pilot bum never despair; But bravely his shoot Rang cheerily eat : • United for ever her timbers shall be ; Not a line shall be parted, Not a plank shall be started ; If we perish we must. We will founder at sea !" Still sailed the proud bargee o'er the desolate sea. By the light of the stars, when the tempest had lied. Still sailed the proud barque o'er the desolate sea; Bat their halo of glory encompassed the dead : The pilot was gone, bat the vessel was free. No more °elite tempest his voice shall be beard. NO more en the waters his footsteps shall be ; His dirge ie the cry of the low ocean-bird, His grave and his glory the hearts of the free. And the volts of their •hopt Rings cheerily Out : "Hefted for ever their triumph shall be ! The fame that was brightest. The stare that ars lfghtesti If perish they must. They shall set in the sea !" salho the proud barque e'er the desolate sea. EGOTISM. - Daiwa not, soasplacent. thesghtleas assn. That b of thee takes special earn, Or swerve from its impartial plan • To glee thy lot a bet:er abate. For roll a thousand millions more The showers descend, the sunbeams smile, On each continential shore, Esch lonely. sea-sequestered isle. How vaster far the throng which saw Oar earth. since dawned her primal day Which flitted through the gates of awe, In all the ages past away Deg deem thyself the importast ens 7 So thought ea c h shadow pee los4re Each felt al, when its day was does. The earth aad skies avid stied se mote Then simply spend the fleeting years That bear thee toward the waiting gloom. Content to share. with all thy pears , The common hope beyond th• tomb. Literary-Work Prom Author's Ucusze Gazette BASIL KEITH'S REENGE. ST LIM& 11. LAI/124 Cll/Irlllll I. "Is mother very sick, Blatt) , r' I'm 'afraid she i•, my pour child, but maybe abe trookl be better if 'twits warmer here. This room is (ma enough to freeze one's very breath," and Matty Midge, kneeling upon the broken hearth, tried in vain to fan the feeble fire into something like a blaze. "There's no use in trying to make these chips burn, they are too wet ; but don't looked grieved about it, Jane—l'll run over home and get some thing to make up a nice fire f' and, brushing the ashes from her apron, the kind-hearted neighbor left the dreary room. Jane Keith sat down on the Boer, and shivering pulled-her little shawl around her shoulders, but she am sprang to her feet, for from the low bed in the cornerr, came a voice— "Jape ! Jane ! where are you 1" "Here, close by you, mother;" and the child press ed her rosy cheek to the thin, white hand of the sick woman; "but are you worse I—do tell me, du you want anything r "No, nothing ; only '1 ant . chilled from bead to foot. Jane, it is very cold here.7_ "I know it dear mother. The fire will not burn, but Matt) , Ridge has gone to get some wood. Per haps, when she comes back we will be warmer." Gertrude Keith gave ino heed to these words.— She closed her eyes, and lay thus so long and so silently that the little girl thought she slept. Bat Jane was mistaken, for, when she sought to Move away, the cold fingers tightened upon herr, and the low, sweet voice murmured— " Don't leave me, Jane ; I want to talk to you.— Yuu are cold, child ; come close to me;" and, creep ing under the miserable covering, Jane Keith clung with a shudder to ber mother. "Is there any meal ey in the house, Jane 1" The child shook her head sadly. • "Have we any wood 1" "Only little pieces that the neighbors give us ;" and Jane hid her face in the pillow and cried. " Poor darling, so young and yet so wretched," said Gertrude Keith, passing her hand gently over her daughter's ailken curls. "I would cry, too, not for myself, but for you." "And I was crying for you, mother ;" and the lit tle girl wiped her eyes and tried to smile. " Well, then, daughter, we will have no triers ; and now tell me where is Basil 1" "He went away early this morning. He has goes to look for work." "Theo he got nose yesterday 1" "No, mother." "Poor Buil ! poor Jana !" faintly murmured the sick woman. Then again she closed her eyes, bet this time Jane knew she wu not sleeping. Ger trude Keith wu praying, and.the cry of her agonis ed her heart tow, "Lord, have mercy on my chil dren." Along the dark passage tame a quisk, boyish step, then the door opened, and Basil Keith cams into the room. Mrs. Keith raised herself upon her elbow, end looked eagerly at bar son— " Can you get any work, Basil," "No—non" and, with a- sort of ;lobbing moan, the boy knelt beside till little bed. "I don't mind being so pooc 4 6or myself, loather, but it makes my beast sick to think I can do nothing for yew and Jane." 44 As for me," eald . l"imusde Keith, calmly, "I Moll soon be when Imam and noblemen( es—s. - Doti cry, my darlings.. I ',Frew only for you, dear seiti sweet daorbter ; this will be, indeed, the bitterness of death, to go from yon, and leave you so lonely, so miserable." And little Jane answered her mother only by a passionate burst of tears; but Basil, raising his head said cheerfully. "You will not die, mother; you will get well, and then 1 can get wort, and we will all be hap py once more." "Poor dreamer," whispered the sick woman, and and then she twined her arms more fondly round her children, and the three, clinging together, wept bit terly. Tbat wretched home, with its dreary room, that weeping, shivering mother and children, made a sad picture. Yet, after all, it was but one of the many. Grievous Want was forever painting such, and scat tering them through that great city ; but Charity slept, and men's hearts wero slow to look on these woful pictures. A bright fire leaped up on the hearth, and !►fatty Ridge, turning from her work with a glad heart, felt that it was more blessed to give than to receive. "Don't thank me any more, Mr 4. Keith," she slid, "it. is sure my pleasure to help you. do anything for you I can, and I am grieved enong* that f can du so little, for it is cutting me to the heart to see a delicate born lady in such a place." CHAPTHR "Bull, I thought of it as I lay awake last night in the cold, white marenliglit. It seems to me all that can be done; there is no other way. I know this cup is very bitter. Child, can you . take itr "Mother-I cannot. Oh! tell me, i• there nothing but And from Gertrude Keith's pale lips sadly ca.. tbs answer—. "No-nothing." "I would save your high spirit this, if I could, lea we emote:Tins. we ate. fctraiP . 4l.llnd aid must be sought . Go bat to one person, Bull. ye Marsh refuses you, ablt no one else." Basil Keith looked moodily on the floor. A fierce struggle was going on in his proud heart, and he answered in a stilled voice— " Mother, it will ki:l me to beg." 04Islo—no, boy, it will not; the pang will be sharp, hat it will soon be over. Why, Basil, bow strange ly you talk; hunger and cold you have battled stout ly with, and yet you say it will kill yen to beg." t Gertrude Keith said this in a quick, excited way, rid Basil turned towards her; then he met her large black eyes fixed imploringly upon him. That look went to his heart, and, burying hie, fac3 in his hands, the boy wept. At length, Basil grew calm, and, brushing away the tears, he said, slowly and firm. "It is over now, mother. I will go." Yes! the sharp conflict was ended. Poverty had triumphed! Pride was conquered. "Bless you, Basil, fur this. I hare long shrank from this step, but my heart is weak; I cannot en dure much. Perhaps, I do wrong in .sending you to Ryall Marsh, yet he may help UN ; and want is stern and bitter." "I know it, dear wither, and let me go. now— now, whilst I am braced for it;" and the bay picked up his cap. but his mother checked him. "Take Jane with you, she is ~little, and so fair, an I it may be, she can help you tha batter to plead your story. Perhaps, to:eiher, you cm move his heart; ■rid, Basil, remember, boy, you do not go to Ryall Marsh as an every-day beggar. You have a right to ask help from that man. His injustice, his opposition, robbed your father of his possessions, and feat him to an early grave. Ryall Marsh made us what we are, and I send you to him to ask but your own again. And Basil Keith pinned the scanty shawl careful ly around his little sister, and smoothed with lov ing lingers the brown curls under the old hood,— Then he took her by his side, and his hand was on the latch when his mother again called him— "l have just thought of something, Basil," said she, earnestly; "will you get me a piece at paper and a pencil I" Befit wondered. "There is nothing hers, loather, but the lei( of en old book." "That will do. Push the pillows Rader me while I write. There, 'tie done. Don't look at it, my child. Put it in your pocket. sod should Ryall Marsh sternly refuse you, give him this. Don't tell him your names," and, gasping fur breath. the sick woman sank back in her bed. "Take care of mother when we are gone, Witty," whispered Basil, as he passel the kind neighbor in the little entry. "We will come back soon." Matty promised, and the children hurried into the street. They looked round more than once at their home, and half wondered if they ought pot to run back again to tell Matty to take oars of their mo ther. "end Basil thought his struggle was bard. Ah! if he had but known how my heart shrank from sending him to that man. Bitter straits—sharp sufferings—have driven me to it, though. Godgrant that Ryall Marsh may have mercy on me and my children;" and with tears Gertrude Keith bid be, fie. open her pillow. Basil and Jane Keith went hand in band through the crowded streets, shivoringly clinging to each other, whilst the rich and the , gay pushed pa s t the little children, unheeding their wretchedness. The air was biting cold, and from the dull, sad sky overhead came ever and anon a tiny suow.flake.— Basil and Jane Keith shuddered when it fell on them. Snow was fell of cold misery to thins. ityall Marsh's reit brick hoes*, with its gleam ing marble ;tips, loomed out grimly in the distance, and Basil felt his heart sinking as they crossed to wards it. "We are little beggars, now, Jac'," whispered he, bitterly, as be lifted the heavy knocker. "We have come to auk this roan for mosey; doo't you feel as though yen could kill yourself for very shame? I do. "Na, saW the Hullo girl, !Min her large, Wash oyes to her brother's Bushed fact, w as I do not; ws aft only doing u mother told as. Would 'Wu seed as ben if there was shame in it?" glib* wouldn't, .I as sore, A►! Jain, you are right; but this thing grits* me to the soul." cs&•iss Ell. "rwo anise whe would is. pm, air," sae with trio tee semis threw epos the thior. Aid SW tirONWARD.42I SATURDAY CORNING, APRIL, 16, 1853. and Jane want into a grand, gloomy-looking parlor, richly carpeted, and hung with greatmirrors and rare paintings; there they stoyi silent and wander ing, till a sharp voice from the upper ead of the room caused them to start and turn thither. It was Ryall Marsh who spoke, and his words were rough. "If you want anything of me, out with*, and be gone, for I have little time to waste on you." Then Bull, followed by Jane, went close up to the stern-browed man, who sat in his cushioned chair by the fire, and the two stood before hiin with downcast eyes, fur in their childish hearts they were afraid. "What have you come for? Why don't you ;speak!" and these angry questions seemed by their I ,harahness to infuse new strength in Basil, for he sired his head, and said -1 "We have come to ask money of you. Sir, we are starving, we are very cold at home; will you not help usT' Ryall Marsh pushed back his spectacles, and look ed keenly at the boy. "Ypu are a cool young beggar, I see; but be Ziff, I have nothing for you." ' But Basil pleaded—"Do not send is away, waste so very poor, so very wretched; give us but a little and the dear angels will bless you for it." "It certainly don't matter to me if you are so ve ry poor; I am not bound to support every iizy young beggar who strolls about. Come, you had better be tramping," and the o:d man's brow wrinkled with so angry frown. Then out spoke the fiery heart of /hail Keith:— "How dare you, sir, call roe a lazy young beggar? I am not such; but you are a wicked man—you cheated my father out of all that he had; I have a right to come to you; I am asking but my own a • 'n." Ryall Marsh looked up in fierce amazement.— "What does the fool mean! I never knew your fa ther, buy,. and for your insolence take this;" and u • mow-unrannrsWrierrThrn 'MAT; 1111145 Jane threw herself upon her knees before him. "Don't strike Basil, air," aba sobbed; "Don't be angry with him, but du please have mercy on us, we are so very poor, and mother is sick, and so c)ld —do help us." "Get along, you crying brat!" sternly said Ryall Marsh, and then he roughly pushed Jane from him. The child staggered, and fell on her face. Shelves not much hurt, but sorely frightened. Her tears flowed faster than ever. And Basil Keith, his slight figure trembling, his pale cheek crimsoning, and his black eye flashing with fierce rage, sprang forward. "You are cruel, Ryall Marsh," he said, bitterly, "and as cowardly-as you are cruel. Old man, how could you strike a little girl to the thorl I despise you; And now, if y u offered as your gold, I would dash it in your face. Come, Jane, come darling, we will go away from here," and the bay took his sister luvinglY by the hand. Bit ere the two reach */ the duo-, Basil again spoke—"l hope G,d may forgive you, old Ryall Marsh, fur this hour's bitter work, but I cannot. We are so poor, and we came to you humbly asking alms. And how have you answered usl By harsh words, cruel refusals, and blows. And, mark me, sir, I will have revence for this, yes, full revenge, even were it thirty years hence;" and ceasing to speak, Basil Keith passed out with a firm proud step, from Ryall Marsh's pre sence. And home went the children, even as they came, sorrowing and friendless; but, in Basil's heart was kindled an angry fire, and on his lips trembled a bitter word—revenge ! revenge! • • • • • • • • "Mother, I have told you all. Ryall Marsh had no mercy on us, end I dashed the paper on the Hoer, and left him; I left him sitting amongst his fair and goodly things whilst we parsed out miserable. Mo ther, I will hare revenge on that old man: I told him so, and I mean to keep that vuw," and Basile face flushed with passion. "Vengeance is mine. I will repay, saith the Lord," slowly and solemnly said Gertrude Keith; "son, remember what the Book says, 'Bless them which curse you, pray for those who despitefully use you.' Ryall Marsh has dealt harshly with my children, he has done me other wrongs you dream net of: yet God helping me, I forgive him. Basil, do even this —forgive, as you hope to be forgiven." Aid this was the mother's last counsel to her boy, for as the night deepened, Gertrude Keith grew faint and weak and her voice became low and gasping,' so that the neighbors who stood about her knew that the angel of death had called her. "The swellings of Jordan' were not terrible to the dying woman; a sure Com forter was erns* with her, and upon Him she leaned rejoicingly. When the morning came, it found a white-robed earth, pure with glisteuing snow, but as for Ger trude Keith she hail put on a whiter raiment. one goodly and fair, even the spotless robe of a "blessed immortality ." CHATTIIIt IV. "At your peril let these insolent young beggars darken my doors again." And ari' this rough command, Ryall Marsh dismissed his servant, and sat moodily down by the fire. A tiny piece of pa ter-lay on the carpet, and the old man, hardly reck ing what he did, stooped and picked it up. Then he read with misty eyes, and a strange sinking at his heart, these three words---"Rempaber Get- Sy!' This was the paper the beggar boy had dash ed down so proudly, and this was its pleading mes sage-.-"Retnember little Getty." And memory took Ryall Marsh book to earlier years, when he first sat a lonely man in his grand house. Elbe brought to his side a fairy child with long men curls and great black eyes, who looked up lovingly in his fact, and I murmured vibes he stressed ber—"dear uncle." That was "little Getty," his orphan Deice, his adopted daughter, and the old man groaned as the vision faded away. And memory drew another picture, and Ryall Marks heart smote" him u be looked upon it. Kneeling before him, is the moon light, was a white-robed figure with cluped heads and pleading words, but be seemed to repulse her angrily, and when she clung to him be struck ber to the ground. Then a tall, slender young man, with a high, haughty brow, darted forward, and raising the weeping girl to his bosom, soothed her, eying—"we will go from hero, Gertrude, cease to plead with you uncle—am I tot your husband; bet ter to you than all the worldt And when this seem :lold Rya . Marsh keew tbit he bad looked up s seise sell her husband, Pieria Keith, moss they' hod sought his forgiveness after their wrier Tbeu Ryall Marsh eat a his counting-house, and papers lay before him, and u he looked on them he rejoiced, for he saw that but a stroke of hi■ pen would mike Pierre Keith a beggar. As be hesita ted, the tempter stood by him and whispered—" Why hive mercy on the man who stole away the blossom of your heart, your little Getty? Revenge yo•irself on him, and punish her disobedience." And Ryall Marsh yielded, and the deed was done. Now came back the days of tearful entreaties, and beseeching letter., all of which the old man-cast from him with scornful mockery and a hardened heart: then silence followed, profound, prolongect—"little Getty" had ceased to plead. "And these little beggars wire her children, that was the reason their black eyes thrilled me, so like hers—yet I drove them from me. Oh, 'Getty,' if I had but known." Bat Ryall Marsh's heart, es though amazed at this unwonted mood, fell suddenly and heavily back into its Iron case, the child's play was over—the old man was himself again, stern a , d unrelenting; and, with a grim smile, he mit the paper into the tire. "Remember little Getty." Well, bad sbe not beeit remembered 14 ith bitter faithfulness for at least a weary hour, and was not that enough? Like a skillful artificer, who noiselessly doeth his work, Time hurried on, and wrought marvellous changes. Basil and Jane Keith went out into the world, and, for a while, struggled sorely; but their path was not always to lie over the bleak and rug. god moor, or by the bitter waters, and in due season cams a change. Pierre Keith's oldest brother, wealthy and childless, (by what some would call a lucky chance, yet what, G .41's gracious providence,) discovered these children, and adopted them as his own. Then to Basil and Jane, poverty ceased to be the "tern, living reality which had for so many years walked closely by their sides, it became only thi misty meaory of a dark dream. And to others camechanges. Ryan Marsh fell euchlenly from his high estate. Gold took wings, and fled from him, and his name vanished from nmongst the rich and the strong of the city. And, as Rvall Marsh's wealth had been great, so now was his poverty.— The old man became a beggar. He who does not see the dread seal of usurabitio upon all things earthly, has lOoked upon , lifelrith but dim and mistaken eyes. Oh, walk ye warily amongst the high places, and "let him that atandlth take heed list he fall." CHATTER V. Across the Heavens were sailing great black clouds, throegh which the stars looked out faintly, sad up and down the earth went moaning a keen searching wind. Ii was a bleak November night, full of cold and gloom. . Upon the broad steps of a great hotel, crouched en old :nd wretched-looking man; be was sick and faint, but the din of the city drowned his moans, and the crowd hurried by unheeding his misery.— At last, before the hotel, there stopped a traveling carriate, and from it alighted two persons—Basil Keith and his sister. They came up the steps with light and laughter and merry wads; and as the old piety beggar raised his head and saw their costly furs and warn wrappings, he drew his miserable rags closer round him with a shudder. He was so very cold. After a time the hall _door opened, end Basil Keith stood again upon the steps; as he turned to descend them, his quick eye fell upon the crunching figure, which, half-hidden in the shaddow, seemed as though it were trying to shrink away into the very bricks and mortar. Basil bent over the old man and spoke kindly to him, but he was too chilled and weak to give any answer. •'\Vho is this wretched creaturer' Basil asked of a servant. "That, air," - said the waiter, "is one of the most troublesome beggars as is in the city. It's old Ry all Mars's; he comes hers about fifty times a day, sod according to what he says, he is always either freezing or starving." "Bring him in," said Basile? earnestly, that the servant started: "Bring him in, place this old men in one of your best rooms; takeF.are of him.' Tell your master the responsibility of this matter shall rest upon myself. Why do you linger? I have mo ney. You will not lose by it." But the servant shrank back from touching the miserable beggar, and Basil Keith himself raised the old man from the steps, and supported him into the ball. "He is benumbed and bewildered with cold," said Basil, as he looked pityingly in Ryall Maralee pallid face; "here, take him to a warm room, place him in bed, care well for him; I will pay you," • • • • • i • • "Jane, do you remember Ryall Marsh T' • Jan Keith shuddered, then she looked up from her luxurious chair wonderingly at her brother.— But she did not see his face: Basil was leaning against the mantel-piece, steadily gazing into the fire. "Yes, I remember him," she answered, mournful ly ; "but, oh ! Basil, why did you ask me that ques tion! It ham awakened such a host of bitter mem• *ries .. " Basil Keith crossed the room, and sat down be side his sister. "Jane," he said gravely; "If Ryall Marsh should by soma strange Providence come before us, not as the proud rieb man, but as a miserable destitute beggar, seeking our alms, what ought we to do 7 What would you do! Remember the past, and tell me." 46 Basil, with the memory of the past brightly be fore me, I answer yea. I forgave Ryall Marsh long ago. New, were he to seek aid from me, he should have it . I would pity hint. I would help him glad ly...freely." is And yet, Jane, be struck you." u Brother, have you forgotten it is written, 'return good for evil 1" and Jane Keith looked up with a beaming, tea rful smile, in Basil's face. "No dear. and noble-hearted sister, I have not.— I have talked thus but to try you. Ryall Marsh Is indeed a wretched beggar. I found him sick and cold upon the hotel steps, and but one hour ago, I bad him brought into this house. Jane, we will be friend this old man, and let es completely forget the past, and remember only that be was our mother's ea* ." And tidnwas IWO., the Anil wile lour Si SO A T 51411114 in `&yaass. years before bad vowed from -his boyish heart fierce revenge upon Ryall Marsh. That Eery heart wars changed and pa ri 6ed, its bitter enmity was put away, and Basil Keith, now a hunihte follower of "Him, who when He was reviled, reviled not again"—could truly say to Rysli Marsh, "I forgive thee." CIIAPTER vt. Worn ont with want and suffering, the old man sickened. A ,terrible scorching fever burned ever in his brain, 3Q that he knew not, nor could he clearly see the lices of his tender and constant watchers—Basil and Jane Keith. And one night when Basil slept heavily, for be was wearied by continual watching, Jane came to his side and awuke him. "Get up, dear Basil," the said "and 00Me with me to Ryall Marsh's room; the fever has left him, and he is calm and quiet When I handed him some water, he looked up in my fete with a pleasant smile, and called me 'fifths Getty'—perhaps he thinks I am mother; but came and see him, a change has come over the old man." And when the brother and sister went again to kali Marsh's bed.ide, he looked steadfastly in their faces, and asked, "Are not you Basil .-and Jane, the children of Pierre and Gzrtruda Keith e Jane . started at the question, but her brother calmly answered, "We are." "And tell me," went on the old man with a kimj of nervous earnestness, "do you know how harshly I drove your mother from my house after her mar riage; how cruelly I worked• her husband's ruinT' Again be paused for an answer, and again Basil bowed his hied and answered '4Ve do." "Yet another question," said Ryall Marsh, "are you the children who came to my house that winter day asking help, and whom 1 sent from me with such bitter, angry refusals?" Then answered both brother and i sitter, "We are indeed the same, but we have forgiven all that loqg since." . "What manner of creatures are your asked Ry all Marsh, half•mockingly; "surely not like every day flesh and blood, and that you can thus forgive and befriend the man who has shown nothing but. harsh enmity to you.' How can you do.thisr "Not of ourselves, indeed, sir," replied Jane Keith, "have we done this, but by-the gracious help of the Almighty Forgiver. From His word we have learned to bless those who curse us, and pray for those who despitefully use us." "Those are sweet words, Jane Keith, said them in a loving noise, like my 'little Your eyes and hair are like her's, too, so and black; kneel down beside me, and tell that you forgive me." And this lady did, earnestly and tearfully. "You told me years ago, Basil Keith, that you would have revenge on me. Now that hour has come, and your revenge is complete; it stings mato the heart; it verily is as 'coals of fire upon my head.' " And the old man groaned. "Be comforted, sir," said Basil, kindly; "think no more of these things; they are long since past and forgiven, meat truly by Jane'end 'myself. As for my boyish threat of revenge, forgive that. , My mother chided me for it, and on her - death-bed,she bade me forgive you 'even as she bad done." _• A smile came over Ryall Marsh's wrinkled Ace. 'Forgiven by Getty' and her children; th4t is vreet—and now, oh! God, will Thou not too forgiies me, a wretched, dying sinner?" . When morning light game, it found Ryall Marsh cold and rigid upon his {bed. The stern old man wes dead; his dark life was ended, and he had clos ed his eyes, tenderly watched and soothed.. by those whom he had most injured. Basil Keith had a-fair monument placed over Ry an Marsh's remains, , and this people yet look upin with wonder. They know - that old Ryall Marsh, tite beggar, rests beneath, but they do not know why the rich stranger and hie beautiful sister nursed him with such tender care, and at last placed his .body in so lovely a resting-Place. And this was Basil Keith's revenge, threat e ned so fiercely in his boy hood, executed so gloriously in his manhood. Sure ly it was not of this world, for earth's children would stern 'suds a revenge. The End of Great Yen. happening to cast my eyes upon a printed page of miniature portraits, I perceived that the four pee sonagee who occupied the four most conspicuous place, were Alexacder, tlannibal, Ctesar and Bona parte. I had seen the same' unnumbered times be fore, but never did the same sensation arise in my bosom, as my mind haitily glanced over their sev eral histories. Alexander, after having climbed the dizzy heights of ambition, and with his temples bound with chap lets dipped in the blood of countless nations; looked down upon a conquered world, and wept that there was not another world for him to conquer, set a city on are, Ind died in a scene of debauch. Hannibal, after_ having, to the astonishment and consternation of flume, passed the Alps—after hav ing put to flight the armies of " the mistress of the world," and made her very foundation quake—fled from the country, being hated by those who once exultingly united his name to that of their god, and calling him Hanni Bid—and died at last by poison administered by his own bands, unwept, in a foreign Nand. Ccsar, after having conquered eight hundred cit ies, and died his garments in the blood of one mil lion of his foes ; after having pursued to death the only rival he had on earth, was miserably assassin ated by those he Considered his nearest friends, and in that very place the attainment of which had been' his greatest ambition. • 13oesprte, whose mandate kings and popesebeyed, after having filled the earth with the terror of his . name—after having deluged Europe with tears and blood, and clothed the world is sackloth—closed . his days in lonely banishment, almost literally ',ail ed from the world, yet where he could sometimes see his country's banner waving over the deep; but which would not, or could not bring him aid! - Thus those four men, who, from the peculiar sit uation of their portraits, seemed to stand as the rep resentatives of those whom the world called great ....those four, who each in turn made the earth trem ble to its very centre by their simple trend, sewer ally died. --one by iutoxination, or as sortie suppose, by poison mingled in his wine—one a suicide--one mierdered, by his friends andonr a knely exile.. 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