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ALITdawn,thchlgrywtC tAIL ~looked it a upe1 her," almost -as salasta4bitW the Shanuite w e or Elisha, years ago.T t was supposed o e hl C its corners being one There w hen depatent -gIRatnyirpaeov- oppositeachi4nacoe */ "_ ,- - . _ '"x" ""41 _s"°"°,. - _, ~ ..t.: _ - ._- - _ _ -, . Pon page: 10-11[View Page 10-11] r, _ - _.f f .M- - l~tY" ~i : Y' JlS Erw = IR wah ** **4 a eening the ba -a third angle had a square v carpet, a yelow chair and a. stand covered with a ao'ildoth, whihgreu uns. 4s idicated a parlor,-and lastly, a cot covered with two brown blankets was te eK pnent of the bedroom, under the two Thomas Twigg, mater, and sole occupant, of this residence, which i almost called aerial, inasmuch as it over- e nearly all the adjacent chiuneR oming in through thec n er window, albeit not rosy ted as thpoets h ebutdull as-if disappoint in her P Twsgg, who rose anddree soon asehiseeswere was short, wiry1 a little grey, a 4enkind, put on patched clothes, but wasbei and combed his hair w tinhineiyorpk to00 This hisr...psde yn 10 nearly ito the center of i. e ad ei irresolute -he turned his chair attempts to kneel down; he had t pair of knees which were all bowing. The fact was the man was yi no indeed he had learned a prayer a to ofer it; he had a Xon that to the best posturefor. these. h i Gra devotions; he was not rheumati lit his the hackof his chair with an iron grip Pa& bean to repeat hisnew form IO. =e somehow it would not do-he went one e,e the seat of te chair could see him e solid wai jiu anly h led tedwe~erinth -r .3 i a TJ page: 12-13[View Page 12-13] a cont sTALL nberation ;,he wsahmd o le y ashamed of this, Oneof hebest moves he had ee ae n deesniitt..ever made, and cuyroom he brok nto Seat at s unusual undertakja e and muttering fast andindistinawofor ess than two minutes, rose spng, as if' punged to his neek in the Rwt iver, just then floating -down huge He had fuunish-A Unsatisfactory devotions - they were Uflsatisfacwrl because while the ande wld not bow the heart was unbowed, ad wle the ips attled over what the head bd lerne t heart was silent as a corpse k dead es Toaswig' heart was h wouldad d in trespase and sins, and nt cae Unto Jeks that he might e knew very little about As Thomas std.i up to recover himself at prying methinks had hi vision been made clear like that young who stood with Elisha in Dothan, he g like him, have seen a strange spect- terng spirits doing His servi, wlite winced messengers from the skies, looking on wel phased. rejoicing over their Master's plans fw 1is poor Thomas Tw.gg, pie-man, and keeper aa Corner Stall, where those who 'pick up a living' bought the unusual n aaies of * dughnuts and muddy cofee. Thomas set his chair away, smoothed his bed, took one book from his shelf and put it in one of two lage wicker hampers, wW l together by a broad leather strap, anging against the wall.- He put the saa' n some 4terous way across his breast so that 'Th hamper hung over his strong $ d and then he went down two flights of t In the gloom he stumbled against a frgment of humanity, which fragment sobbed. Wv, Mw" cried Thomar"oha gone wrong' page: 14-15[View Page 14-15] S ma Wtcold*andiseary , and F smam ays an' I dom sell mor y nor I did yesterday shell whip me," maige, running over a quite enough to overwhelm a tear old. "Chik up and sell your picks lirelv" said Mr. and ma Tw ,ra yiny if you get up by Union aq gix4 von a alitte, hut inalessrtch ed ent dawn another pair ofa stairs side the pie-man; then she wenton toward street, while Thomas struck a door with hi hard knuckles. An oldw an e stuck in a turnip, opened the door.i Pardner, said Thomas, "are you ready for buinss? Sorra a day am I behind," a the old gve a the hamper man," shed', aStePpmolf~ back fo Thoaw p tlafor Thomas to enter ther Sh s not an looking old lady, ther cap wh its wian Was strpe4apron. She had several chairs in the rolt a one wasa oiled ham, on another a biscuits, on another a number of pies. Th put his baskets on the for, and sat down on the foot of the bed. "Get out wid ye," cried the old lady, mussing up the bed F' just u akg and me best quilt on it Thomasseeing no chair, posted himmdf a the corner of the small table. " A lazy lummox," said Mrs. Ki*a cani ye no stand a bit? I stand all day," ejected Thomas. "Thrue for ve" said Mrs. Kiligan, fsly packing the baskets; is is settg upnM books ye are, Thomas? here's a bit of a n the basket." "Its a spelin' book," said To Howly Moses " cried Mrs. SKligan, spelling' book I an whatiitkr?" _ page: 16-17[View Page 16-17] SA Thomas looked abished, but when his part- ner in business demanded anew, "What will ye do wid it, Thomas?" he replied, "'m studyin'2" "The saints help ye, man, who ever heard the like?" said Mrs. Iiliigan, stopping with the han half in one of the baskets. "It isn't justly what you might expect," said Thona, ! rtcoring his composure, "hbut 'm favorable to it. There's a gentleman, a real out and outer too, he's up in the Sem. nry getting hisseif made into a minister, and he's teaching me and I shall know the books rightly soon." "An' slackin' up the business, an' Il lose money by yer airs," said Mrs. Kiliigan, wrath. fudly, putting biscuits wherever she found room in the hampers. "It's 'idle time I take and I'll not los a stiver by it," asseverated Thomas; "my luck's your luck, Mrs. Killigan, and you'll never find a better pardner than ThomdTwic " That car be," sadMrs. Kifliga, "but I isdouht the books. Can ye read?" "Right smartly," said Thomas, wh&- was onl of adverbs. " Next week I'm going inno c Testament. And what may that be, Thomas ?" SWhy it's piece of the Bible, pardner. " May the intakepTyonaye heTihlom; the ible a heretic book and an invention of the evil one himself," cried Mrs. Kiigan. "I know bater, said Thomas; "my grand- mother read it, and she had no dealings with the evil one: ;your speaking by your priest, pardner. and they'd take the last penny you earn byv your baking. - They won't get much out of me, mavrom neen," said Mrs. Iilligan, shutting the baskets, with a chuckle like the rttle of loose coppers in a purse: "but let well enough alone, and don't tempt thrial by the Bible." "Did you put in the book?" askedThomas, takinguphis lot :^ page: 18-19[View Page 18-19] h! Iid. Sorra teday that ye wouldn't take good advisement." "I take better," said Thomas. "Ill hang on to the directions of the Sem-S-nery chap; he's an out and out zentleinan every inch of him." Away went Thomas. hendinz under the weight of the baskets on his back; as he went Out of the doorway, fr he door had been surreptkiody carried off and converted to fuel by the denizens of a neighboring alley, upon whom the aristocratie inhabitants of the house where Mr. Twizz lived, Lioktd down with vast contempt. Mr. Twist: e neountered a woman caring a little bundi of kindlings, for which she had paid two cents. "Good morning, Mrs. Dd'" said our friend; "you're out early." rI have to be. I got a morsel of washing to do, and must make the rent somehow; the old woman daunders over her knitting so oky like, that I'm dreaming shell get to the m C U TALL rSylum herf afore she gets work to the shop." " Poor soul!-" saidThoma, "and you've set up little Maggie with picks to sell.- She's small for the street." She don't make her lirin' by no means," sai Mrs.Dodd. " Itold her I-bate her the night an' she didn't earn more for ne." I wouldn't do it" said Thoma, "she's little and timid for the street; you don't know what it is, Mrs. Dodd, you never had to do it "No more I didn't'" cried Mrs. Dodd. Srra the Jay I left dull Ireland for this tiresome land. an' married a man wid chider to ;ns±-r rme Mazfe's a znod child; I wouldn't whip her" -ur:ed Mr. Twizg. You know yourself that I rate her right decent in the main. " So yon do, better than many do their own page: 20-21[View Page 20-21] and blood, but I wouldn't he hard on her for not earning much ; she's not six year old, v-mn." "Thrue for ye, it's hard lines, but other bits of childer earns more." "Steal it more likely, and you wouldn't want to drive her to that by being hard." "No more I wouldn't," said Mrs. Ld. "I want no thieves nor hieveries around me -drnken ones is enough-- Dodd sucks up the whiskey like a sponge the weather, bad luck to him. I'm clean discouraged." "I-believe it," said Mr. Twigg, heartily. "I m sorry for you, woman. I wish I knew ome comfort for you, but I reckon there ain't any for poor folk, but /to drudge it out as siff as we can, and die some day" t "Arrah, the time is long," said Mrs. Dodd, climbing the steep staircase toward her room, while Mr. Twigg went off bent, but brisk of tep toward tnion Square. As Mr. Twigg went on he soliloqi - The world's put together right queedyisb, t's not me nor me pardner hat to compbin; I aakes my living and fills my bank, -he I he!I [homas Twigg, banker, who knows it? I'm directors , Fm President, Fm Cashier, I'm icad and tail in my bank, but here's Dodds an hardl keep their souls in their bodies- fl Land 0' Goshen, there's the Alley, Jug Uny what did all those people come into the Vrd fo r? or why should there be Jug Alley nd Fifth Avenue, there's a punier for you, Fhom as Twigz: why should there now? I alls it a Problum. Here's bricks andfg% mxd stuns, and there's more tears nor all of hemr,, other he, and I swan there ain't the lightest morsel of. comfort for them, nor 10 hodv to give it." Solomon, sitting in his house of cedar, ' troned on gold and ivory, builder of the nest magnificent of temples, grand Magia page: 22-23[View Page 22-23] 11 nRt- - 'whbo bad evoked rb the rods of power and gold, fair Tadmor, like a vision of beauty in the wilderness, had written, "So I returned and csdr ed j all the oppresionshat are done under the sun ; and behold the tears- of such as were oppressed, and they had no cen- forter?" He who had seen Jesus in gory as he wem to Damascus, who had keen lifted up to tdx "third Heaven " the .rapturous love the Saviour, had caught up the refrain of Solomon, and spoken of God that comforttf those that are cast down;u" hut while Mr Twigg took the same view of the case of the poor as Solomon, setting forth his wonderment in homely phrase, he had never heard of God as "God that comforteth," nor of -the "Holy Ghost the Comforter," nor of Jesus who invites the "weary " to his Rest. Thomas thought earnestly and walked quick- jy, and at last reached his place of husineM on Union Square; he never got to it be loked at it with pride. Weather stained boards made up the bark and two sides of his stall, also the sloping roof; in front, sheltered by the roof was a kind of counter, at the bark a few shelves, and the place to stand between the shelves and counter was narrow exceed- ingly; it was a good thing that Mr. Twigg was. not a larger man. Mr. Twigg got behind his counter, lifted up the i d which had been fastened with a s padlock. and began to arrange his stock in trade. He had two little furnaces on whih he heated coffee and water ; he had also a litd green tub wherein he washed his dishes, a brown towel to wipe them. He had jars of eandy, some nuts and apples, a stock of crockery also. He set his merchan- dise on the shelves, put his dishes in the ham, iesLLC th e ~of the ham, pies, and other edibles, be bad -. zs W . page: 24-25[View Page 24-25] 411gtntheamper. Nexthetmndeafln in each lite furnace, and put water to heat in apot,and madecoffee in a kettle in a fashion that b et 'ise and hanseleepers fat dL~ fane.- Then, as passers by began to multiply, Mr. Twigg, for his own refreshment, and the better advertising of his humble restaurant, poured out a cup of black coffee, sweetened it with a black sugar, the deposite of molasses barrels cut some bread and ham, and proceeded to eat his breakbst. He ate with great gasto, kia'his lips, eyeing his coffee like aCon- lisseur, and lovingly regarding the ham; thi, prtly because he was hunzrv and hearty, and s ishedwhat he ate, and partly because it was a nhe had got as a sort of cheap adver- tt of his edibles. Mr. Twigg being too poor to patronize the newspapers, and most ofT his estomers not knowing how to red a newspaper puff for Corner Stal of Mr. Thoma Twigg .," would late bwa superfluity. As he ate, a new thought struck Iha; he got down under his shelves to rummage a minute, and emerged with his spelling book rescued from the basket. He opened the book, and skSwly moved his fing*er down the pages. "Ah," he said "1 knew it; b-r-ea-d- bread,. there you are," and he poked abc in a jocular way ; "e-o-d4e-e - cofee,then you are, and he put his cup to his Then he walked his cup and plate, looked about for a customer, sold two mites of cakes for a penny, and turned to a little er sewed into the leaves of his book ; it a Track Society Primer, hut Thomas was ightfulv oblivious of that Tract Society, far wi h a Christian people has so much cause to thark God. Mr. Twigg again looked in erery Aidnit witk a eye t hen'an to spell to himself and pronounce aloud, "God nt - his -Son - to -save -lost - men." page: 26-27[View Page 26-27] 1$ ORN lE nx Gracious," said Mr. Twigg, "it must have been Jug Alley people ;' then he read on, We are all-sinners -but.- Christ- died -to save - our - souls." "That was doing a mighty sight," said Mr. Twigg; wonder if it means everybodyx;- herein running npon a Theological snag of serious dimensions, but quite ignorant of the weighty' discussion that had hinged thereon, he concluded to read further. "Herein - , love -not that we -ovei - Gd - bt that - he first -loved u "-That's powerfMh talk," saidl Mr. Twigz; hilo hors' hre I am ready with your kfast; how's buines? Sold out. Tr. bwze? What's your luck Tines ? Hwled yourself hoarse, herald? there ain't such another pair of lung in the trade as yours. World, what's the news? Thus cordially .hnrn.n- linr- mwn .n.rnrdia tao their usual custom, came to his stall for their nmorningme ;,,, _ f Jh " _ ' _, tY a "Ain't no news," said 'World,' who took his title from the paper he carried. "Ain't, now," said Mr. Twigg, setting out tour cups and putting in sugar; "sakes, I eard von running over a list of things round the corner. - That's to sl," said World, watching the black. smoking stream pourgitas cup 9lper Ra asdi hwater's L'I!"' = "That's your go and you'll break on it," sai R Timen; -Slast night ye were yowling about a man was elected , when he wus'nt ; w il bur of ye agin when onet ve're cheated There's lots of folk's," said World, "and ai Eve fooled 'em all I'll be rich? v I say, Herald, said the Tribune boy, - was you at the meeting last night? " " Well, I was," said Herald. -What does you say to the speaker? askedl Tribune, stuffingr his mouth with biscuit. page: 28-29[View Page 28-29] "He's a brick," said Herald, eating a tough doughnut.0 "Who's heb? whar he talking tout?" asked Mr. Twig. "He's called Aliston, and he's a achin' man:; gracious, don't he give out the doetrim2 why, I felt as if I was a precious rasal I did," said Herald, a loud voiced Lv. iarer than the rest. "Ye wus'nt fur wrong" said Times, gri- ning. "I know him ' cried Thomas Tw niz; ,r when's he going to have a preachment jain?" "To-night," said World. "I'll go " said T -,;i be sure I will - ~'.... C.liet fere tfi r ! , dWh I knows him; - h'coe heever darl be does? "Take his diner setered Tkmes- No ; but he don't de spi- to stand by the counter helping me read, he don't' Well," said Herald, "he puts it out right lively about sinners and getting saved 1&.a - t o " I'm going to-night. The news boys went off shouting their respective papers, Thomas Twigg washed his dhes, and s' had a p.e of shoe blacks to serVe ;aS he attended to them, a stubbed ti ure. lie the oid woman in the picture h.' xdn. witi sAir dr ld country blue etokN, flide cap ruXZUe d closet quitedu bLLIa 1r. cJamet Up. 'il. pardner, what's to ja'? " cried Mr. -N ar a thing saidi Mrs. Killizan, re rin the row of hungry hors with evident ta" .-ut the bo mad mte naisy ie. al 1 just trolkl u t see were ye uving the business pretty decent? Never fear," said Thomas perfectly good- ;atured under this suspicion of neglect; "g ne t , your cooking pardner; I'll run the sta1 haudsnme. Thomas TwNi is the for me." w T-166 Y ' tl 1Y .n h t r J^ it page: 30-31[View Page 30-31] "Troth, but maybe he ain't the man for other folks" said Mrs. Killigan. "I'll keep an eye on him, Thomas." "Two if it isn't to deprive yourself," said Thomas, cheerfully. Mrs. Killigan, with another sharp scrutiny of the- stall, and the money the boot blacks were handing in, turned to go. "Hill, bold on, parluer, cried Thom.as, "here he come, and I'll make you ae qusinted. Mrs. Killiian stopped. and for occupation ate one of her own singerr snaps, while a ta young man dressed in black, drew near the stall savin, "Good morning. Thomas." -'Morninz, sir. morninz, hope your well, sir; here's my pardner, sir," said Mr. Tigg. "A line dar to vou, said Mrs. Killigan, with an old country curtsey. "Thank ou," said Mr. Allston; "your wife, Thomas?" he asked, turning to the pie-man. cona flALL "Faith, no:" interrupted Mrs. Kuipu, briskly, "never a man of them all would I be bothered wid, respects to ye all the same." "Business partners," explained Thomas yi loftily. "I think, ma'am, that you have a very edicient partner in Mr. Twigg," said the gen- IL. alwiz did well," said Mrs. Killigan, - hut I have my doubts ince he's afther book ]arman. Tlhoms has very praiseworthyr desire to read the best of ooks. tihe: 1Vb1e" said Mr. The saints preserve as" cried Mrs. Ki-. gae. with evident horror. vou ever read that book, ma'am?" aked Mr. Allston. The Virgin be praised, cried M:'rs. - an, "there's never a line of any book -that I can read at all at all? A)- page: 32-33[View Page 32-33] Mr. Allston drew a little black book fom his coat pocket. "If you wil listen a mo- ment, ma'am, I wdl read a few words that wll show von tat the flinl is no Iok to- make Mr. Twit~ nezect his business? said he. Mrs. Klliga# crossed herself, retreated a step and .htened, whle Thomas was evidently u cleasd. Mr.. A. '1ren turned er s3me leaves and read here and there in Proverh, pausing a nmment at the end of eah verse -e " He becotumth or that eaU-n with a slack h a n d , b u t t h e 4 a n dl o f t h e d i lb.e n t mu a k e t h rich." Mrs. Kjidt aa nVFd led apiproivingdy. "Mind that.Thonmas," .id Mrs. Kihligan. He that is slothful in busines- s brother to him that meatwaster? r 8a s const an- Thrue for ye," said Mrs. Killigan. Slothfulness casteth into a deep sleep; and an idle soul shall suffer hunger," read Mr. Aliston. Sure it's a proper good book Im think- imz: what's better than to mind one's business and lay up the pennies?" said Mrs. Kiligan, approbativelv. What profit hath a man of all his labor h ch he hath labored under the sun ? One eration passeth away - and another genera an 4"ncometh:" continued Mr. Aliston, look- keenly at the old woman. OXh hone, but you''e spoiled it all," said Mr.. Killizan ; "it's ever a sore thought to r that man like a head of wheat that ills iu: to be cut down. Shure there's little satis- faction after all ; we go down to the grave whlsere w1c can take e: ve r a inig of ale saved up ; " and turning away, she was soon lost in the crowd of passers by. page: 34-35[View Page 34-35] m STALL STALL "She's right," said Mr. Twigg; "it's quite aeous to think of what will be the end of al, to die and - who knows what" "I'm sorry von feel .that way," said Mr. Aliston ; "are you afraid, or in anxietv about each night as it comes?' "Be sure not said Thomas ; "its quit omfortabie after :he racketh and worriti; of the day, to get a resting speli and then - the morning won't be long in coming. If von were a Christian," said Mr. Al ton, vo would feel sure that dying was but going home to God's good rest: and that the - morning of the Resurretion would soon comou and Jesus, your Master, would bring your body from the grave to His glory" Then," said Thomas. seriously, "I wish I was a Christian. o grant that mayrbe ne; anA n be a Christian is to feel that you area poor helpless creature, and Jesus is your Saviour." a That's a matter," said Thomas, "which I hain-t by no means looked into as I ought to." "I'd like to know something of your his- tory. Thomas said Mr. Aflston. Dear knows I haven't any," said Thomas. " Where were yoU born?" asked Mr. A1:ton. Up in 'Hampshire? said Thomas, Ar o;ut o the world. - I Qhouid think then you'd long for the country. ;ometimes" No sir. said Thomas, emphatically, "I'm a Utiss man. Thomas Twig likes folks mo re titan he do fieds. Thomas Twigg likes s4W an -bustle, and up and down trading, that's wha: he likes." SAnd who brought you up. Thomas?" -I brung myself up inostlv," said Thomas. A . 1 ' ,.&il 3.# i 11 V l C'X . UAId S- d1 A.C - .L'Vi e withS grannies a g 'nld so'ut sa were too, till' she died, clean of old age, I gue%, and folks says, 'here's this ten year old 4 4 LL. page: 36-37[View Page 36-37] shaver, let's put him in the poor hus.' I were a stubby little chap, but I had sperrit ; says I, no poor hus for Thomas Twig' SoI slipped off, walked to the sea coastgot on a vessel, and said 4I'd be a sailor.' One bld took the sail out IIfnm. I was tat sick wouldn't go on salt water again fr no rnony. I slipped the Capn when we m l- New Y and here I v- i n ev' a ." 'Bu hw di - ou make ta9ivin at first ?~e I hadI an eye twr Irade, ,ir. .I had ad - Jar I'd saved up iwme I zwt a lbake , sir, at. t some fruit fro.m tihe dck; sometimes I wa &cliated, sometimes I drove zood barzams ; sometimes I went hungry -makes me feel for hung bov4 now - other times I had money clear. I riz litle by little, sir, got a big basket, got a stand, got a -tal, gut a part- 7 . rs.- a~r .. s u- nv~ and, sir, them's the adventures out and in aP Thomas TWIgg. ian sat.- 37 "Well, Thomas, I can see that the Lord has watched over you and blessed von. What have you done for him?" Not one thing$ said Thomas, looking down and twisting himself about Did you ,pray this morning as von prom ised? "When I promises I performs," said Thom. as. "WelI Thomas, what is yoar opinion of pnayingC? Sir, I says, says I this is just the tougher bn of business ever you got into,Th s wi_ gg page: 38-39[View Page 38-39] THE comaALs CHAPTER IL TfL'E 1W I t3}7F 1? 11 ( A 'I. ALLtTON turni and loked towvar I ra:, ;the fiw ti at -...r4.4 r _ ; t - 1 V iiat' - smile on it ; 'n-um' au Idit causetl for a momnent a mirthful . ature t: uverthow, but the face that presently turned to Thnlas, was kind and grave as ever, as Mr. Alton asked "What made it hard work, Thomas?" "It seemed -queer and awkward, and I thought somchodv was joking at me; all the room seemed full of yS. uny 1 ai promscu, I wouldn't have done it, sir, but I never grs bck on my word. I hated to, dreadful." 34 Opt a_ Rp "Why, Thomas," said Mr. Allston, "this int at all as it ought to be. God bids us cosme to him freely as children to a father ; he bids us say 'Our Father.' He is so willing to less us that he gave his own Son-to die for our sakes, that * we might be saved from wrath b Him' When you were a little boy did v n ate to) ask yoar parents for anything?" Tiannas w as silent ;he leaned- hack against ,b4lve-, his eyes (awt d own and rubbing his am .,i t wthr. Mr. Allston watched his r. face with interest ut was like watching : at lighting slowly up in the cmv dawn - ur Northern latitudes, Jowly sfteuing and rowingg clearer; so Thomas Twigg's face re- laIxe and grew soft, as he mused - like a little child's face, for his mind was busy with hi childhood1 which had gone away like a - These ain't all new things to me, sir," said Thomas, his voice quieter than usual; "why, page: 40-41[View Page 40-41] m CO SAL. 4 as you spoke, and as you said Our Father,' and as von went over that' ware, why, sir, the days when I were a shaver come back to me as clear as clear can be. Seems like I can see that little house, the vines on the front porch, the kitchen. clean and bright as a new pin; and old Grannie, always knitting sock- ings. Wasnt no schoJ nija, and rarn was lame ; she taugh trm a hit. but like I tiI you I never got onl a liztle in:to pe!%n', and soon lost it in this here bi'ness place. But I mind she talked to me and she braved, and I used to go down on my knees by a chair, not minding what I said pretty much, but I re- collets' Our Father,' and I learned that very ware one Sunday. Onet and a while I went to church, but it "as too far for o1d folks and lttle chaps. I've about lost all grannie Kod me, onlv enlouzf' smki yha th - never could steal nor swear, sir. I mind grannie took me to a grave yard e - showed me where my folks was buried. She wiped her eye on the corner of her apron, and stooped down and patted the graves, like she was smoothing a bed ; 'they're gone to glory,' says s, 'mind you goes too, Thomas.' Ind, sir . that's full tifty year gone, and instead of ato glory 1ve never thoauht a word of iii glad to hear all this, Tomas, said ir. Abston. Glad to hear I'm so far out of the road to s r s; itCs quite discourageous, I think," tdThomas. -I did not refer to that part of your re- r," said Mr. Allston. " I mean I am glad u u ead pious relatives. I am sure that they entI prayed for vou, and that God has an .ered their prayers b keeping vou from open sins, and I hope be will do yet more for u by bringing you to the knowledge and love of Jesus Christ." ;-- _ page: 42-43[View Page 42-43] 42 ras coaEs STALL " don't see how he can do that much for such a careless old fellow as Thomas Twigg, said the pie-man. " There is nothing in any of us to com- mend us to God," said Mr. Aliston,.* but herein God commendeth his love to us, that while we were vet sinners irst iedorLus " Titais more than ever I heard of before, as I remembers, said Thomas. We must be powerful bad off to need dying tor; ain't many sins a man loses his lift for, let alone needing somebody else's life to be took." "Well. now, Thomas, while Jesus has felt your sin and misery enough to die for- you, what have you ever done for your fellow fmen, for Jesus, or for vurself?" "As to your first two questions," said Thomas, I ain't a word to say but as for myself, sir, I've done pretty well by myself. I've laid up two hundreds dAlarso " This closely practical dollar and cent an. swer took Mr. Aliston so completely by sur- prise,-that he again turned away, and watched fbr a minute the tide of comers and goers that ebbed and flowed along Broadway; then turning back, he said, In a hundred ears, Thomas, where will be your two hundred dollars, or what vou have bought with it?" " That's a case I've put to myself, sir," said the pie-man. I've said what will be the good or it all, as much as a thousand times. and to give a clear answer, sir, will take a lt:ter scoliard than Thomas TI wg. can tell you one thing, Thomas," said Mr. Allston, am@t sternly, if you do not get an interet in the Blood of Jesus, if you dn~ ~east yourself on him, in one hundred years it will make little matter about your money. and you will be a lost soul. Thomas dropped his head and loked di treed. Mr. Allston saw tiat the arrow had gone home, h sai,- I'll read a little to ', : ' ,., _ r . - " .. page: 44-45[View Page 44-45] V~flvs TALLai WALL yOU Thomas,nd then you shall hre your Thomas sold some lemonade to a nurse maid, and some painted candy which she wanted to keep her little charge quiet, while she gossiped with her cronies in Union Square. Mr. Alls-. ton looked at the delicate little ones, and won- dered what their mother would say to see the eain .the ;nfe4rir ndy trom the~ stall of Thomas Twig. He then read a little to Thomas, and Thomas read too; they were reading the Gospel according to Mark. The lesson being finished, Mr. Allston went away. The next visitor, at the Corner Stall, wasb little Magie Dodd. She looked very forlorn, aying she had sold but three picks. She held out her little box to Thomas; it had in it about thirty picks. made of white bone, with two little blades to them. "They're fire cents apiece," said Maggie, "an' nobody won't buy any. I wisht I was like them children in the Square. dont have no good times; home pappy's drunk, and grannie's mourning, and the baby squa a straight streak. I wouldn't mind so much onIy I don't never get enough to eat;" and Magie eyed Thomas' wares, remembering the promise of the turnover. Thomas was not stingy, neither was he forgetful; he gave Maggie the turnover, and ste ate it with as satisfaction, never thinking of finding fault because it was several days old, had a tough crust, and was scantily fu nished with sugar. Apple turnover wa a ra'ity that did not come to Maggie every days and he accepted it accordingly. "Now. Magie, said Thomas, when the last crumb of the turnover had disappear "Eo into the Square, and ask every grown up one vou meet to huy a pick, then walk all round the Square and do the same." "Tm afraid, folks look so sharp at me, sa Maggie. page: 46-47[View Page 46-47] 4as com STALL "Come, now, you'll-never get on in trade if you mind that!" cried Thomas; "runoff like a little woman ; hold up that long frock of yours, voull tumble on it; your mother ought to take a reef in it." "She ain't no thread nor needle," said, Maggie; "she wants to buy some." "Go earn the money for her then; trot along you poor little toad; vo'1 sell a heap of picks before you get round the Square, sure's my name's Thomas Twxgg, said the pie-man, cheerfully. Maggie gathered up her long frock in one little brown hahd, pulled her hood farther on, and clasped the corners of her shawl in the hand that held the uncovered box of picks. Thomas looked after her, going timidly up to one and another, generally turned off with a gnick shake of the head. One old gentleman, with a gold headed cane and gold rimmed eve glass, seemed quite angry at being asked to buy. . -- =., --- - ,s "Like's not he' got a gold pick in his pocket," said Thomas, watching his little friend's progress, "hbut land o' Goshen ! he must have a stun for a heart, to refuse such a poor weazen faced little toad as that, out hunt- ing her living. It was noon, trade was more brisk at the ts' rer Stall,. for a little while; some street Zweepers were eioying such financial success :Lha they=hought a bottle of zinzer beer, a pi and I om)rne biscuits, from which they dined iuxuriuly. Mag..e came back after her rounds, With a Jan face; she had sold five picks, wonderful pr perity in al hour and a half, she thought; m: having made her report trotted off toward lhoadway, her long, soiled frock, twisting Camp and ragged about her ankles as she lon, nd her h.'ht hair blowingr about from under her tAd worsted hood. Maggie hurried along toward the "The St. , page: 48-49[View Page 48-49] 48 Nicholas$" where she had fhquently sold picks to those who congregated about the door after the dinner hour. She did not mean to stop one moment until she got to this hotel, whose grand white front always filled her poor little heart with a sort of awe, but she did stop, right near a fine window full of beautiful French china. It was not the beauty of the china that attracted Mazie, but looking into the window was a little girl of her own age, dressed in green velvet from her hat to her gaiters; a cloud of wavy golden hair was comled down over her shoulders, and her face was fair and sweet as a moss rose. Behind this little nurslinz of wealth stood a maid ervant, holding the child's doll, a splendid waxen affair, that seemed to Maggie almost as beautiful as its owner; the child herself held a mne Cornucopia, and was dividing her time between looking in the window, and picking out of the Cornucopia dainty confections such nulease d her taste. "Goody gracious, don't that gal have good times!" said Maggie to herself; and just then little miss looked at her, and cried out, "Janet what a funny little girU why donut her mother give her some god clothes?" Never mind her, Miss Mar'," said Sane, I ain't no good clothes, said Maggie, tears sprinzinz to her eves, there Was such a Sctrast between heseif and this other child. What i in your box ? asked the little 'Pikt, wont vou buy one?" said iMaie, Co me, Miss Mar"4" said Jane, scornfully, don't be stopping to talk to such trash." I shall see what she's got, said Mary, tryv: and taking a pick Maggie held out she crit, "in't it funny, Jane, only look at it. How much is it?" she asked Maggie. "Five cent," said Maggie. 7RIW TAX CONJMR STALL- page: 50-51[View Page 50-51] "Do coae on, Miss Mary," cried Jane, if you want such a thing your pa 'Il get 'em from the store; such beggars ain't fit for your talking to, right here, too" "I shall buy the pick," said Mary, "so you can pay for it, Jane: do you like candy, girl?" Maggie nodded, though such candy as Mary was eating se had never tasted1. Jane re- lactantly paid fir the pick, which Mary pock- ed with much deiht. 4'Hold out your box, girl," said Mary, "Il gi1ve you some candy." "Indeed, Miss Mary," cried Jane, "such candy is not to be wasted on begars." You keep still, Jane." said Mary, quickly, "Ill do asI like to;" and she poured half her candy into Magge's box, saying, Tell me yelr nae, girl"f "It's Maggie," said the little street gi her eyes full of gratitude; "thank'ee, Miss " 4 Now, Miss Mary!" exclaimed Jane, "we must go on. I'll leave you, Miss, if you don't Come." The girl went, on, and her pretty charge f slowed her slowly, while Maggie, putting some candy in her mouth, and some in her pocket. ran down the street. While Maggie Was thus seeking her fortune r alon Broadway, Thomas, in his stall, on Union Square, had another guest. The pie- man kept his Testament in his hand, and when not 1 u s with customers, studied it carefully; L*vking up from his hook, he saw not far from nim a pair of dark wolfish eyes, glaring upon him in a way that made him quite uncom- fortable. Of course the eves were set in a c and that face was bleached and haggard, U:ti the grim genius of &mine might have taught it was his very self. About the face hung shagy unkempt hair, and to be sure the head was mounted on a body, and that body page: 52-53[View Page 52-53] was lank and loose jointed, and eed cad in a heterogeneous collection of old rags; here looked out a sharp elbow, here a shoulder; and there part of the side was bare, while knees and feet and ankles were the prey of every sleety wind that blew. "Land Co Goshen'" cried Thomas, " Ratty, is thatyou?" "AYes it be," said the boy, shuffling a little nearer. "Why, Ratty,. what are you doing up here, so far from the wharf?" "I'm beat out " said Ratty, or rather Jer- miali Hocknev. "Sumudy stole my money, an' I got dared out of the house, an' Ie slept in box'n, an' dodged the perlice, an' Ive rigged a little, but ain't 'ad no luck, an' I'm done beat out I are." o swthat tieo b wanted something to eat, but selfishness suggested that the profits a( the Corner Stall were small, that he had I given some toMaggie, and that to fed Jerry, was only to encourage him to come again ; he knew him forahbadoy, -but just here conscience put it quite plainly, whether the lad had ever had any chance to be better. Memory, coming to the aid of conscience, hint- to Thomas how bitter it was to be hungry. Ri ..po. where will all your savings be a hundred' year' ? and soft and earnest the Spiriz cried to him.- Jesus died for sinners." -"What do you want, Ratty?' said Thomas. Won't you let me come an warm by yer furnis?" whined the boy, called '-Ratty' be- cause he was a Wharf Rat-that isafelow picking up his living, generally dishonestly, ab+ut the wharves. Now, Rtaty," said Thomas, "I know you; y-a want to get behind here to grab some thin : 'nit is the word, ain't it, Ratty? I puts it to you square." .W No 'ta'r" said Jerry, ut he Led guilty, and began to edge away. page: 54-55[View Page 54-55] m conssa ertat; "Hold on," said Thomas, "you're ni in here, Batty, but you'll fnd no need to 'nig'. Here's a kag," says I; "sit down, latty; warm yer toes, and eat a meal. Thom- as Twigg will give you a first fate A. No, I dinner, Jerry Hockner, so walk in." The boy seemed hardly able to believe the word, but when Thomas. held open the little gate that he mizht zet into the stall and cower by one of the small furnaces, he darted to it quickly, as if fearful of such good fortune slipping from him. Thomas took out of the counter the ham bone which he had reserved for his own sup- per, and Jerry receiving it began to gnaw it voraciously; a cup of the black coffee was next offered by Thomas, and then a m oth biscuit. -. :ow, na, sata ..nomas, atas wnar calls a good square meal. Pardner makes a good biscuit sure as fate; and if there's a man around as can beat that coffee, or a barn a can raise such another bone, my name ain't Thomas Twigg." "I's good, it ar," said Jerry, eating. Thomas' eyes fell on his book, and he bent down and began to read something that had caught his attention ; the wind had turned a few leaves of the little volume, the wind doing the will of that Master, without whose kindly notice not a sparrow fails 'With care and labor Thomas read, re-read to make it plain, and much delighted, cried. "Hark here, Ratty, what do vou say to this 'ere?" ' Wo ?" said Jerry, his mouth full. Thomas read slowly, skipping the word 'fragments ' as too hard. "'When I brake the five loaves among five -thousand - how many baskets fall of'-.- well, it means bits, I guess, Ratty, 'took ye up ---They say to him twelve.' There, now, Ratty !" "They must a bin powerful big loaves ef all the filkses was as hungry as I be," said Jedy. «.,. ter... ~A yye page: 56-57[View Page 56-57] 56 TfE CnflnRm "Feedin' fre thousands! cried Thomas, with anination1, "that beats all nater ; 'pose somebody did that here,at once a week, say?" Wisht the p aid Je done - now; y o 3" doneflo; I'l g, Mster Twigg ; reckon Wharf Rats a e flks, ai our sort -offcom- m:-3 sort-'ofv - ; to Ve; what to pay he , with an attempt at in jocular- "There's a gentlemen as d like to menion you to," said Thomas; mayb he'd g you a lift, Jerry; you're no: doing well. lad." amt," said Jerry; "but no gentleums fur rnee T'd ic b d wn on me - d down on me; good be, Mister Twigg, wislit I was as well off as you he, I do;" and Jerry shambled along the chilly street, a little refreshed hr Mr. T-i- re 'r r. Twe- , bountr. but a ver.2 d h - Jane! cried a clear. chi!djsh Yven- me my ten cent piece!" TEE SL-Lsra.r "What now, Miss Mary?" said Jane- "Give it to me, Jane," said Mary, imperb ousiy; the maid handed over the money, but just as Jerry was wondering if he could snatch it and run off uncaught, the little lady in green velvet ran up to him crying, "poor boy, here's some money for you ! Come on, Jane, IL go howe now. I've done some good to-day, I've done some good to-ay ;" and so to this sweet tune Mary danced home, her heart as li: as her feet. MagTie, too, went home as evening closed inm; she carried with her part of her sugar plums; she wanted the people at home to share what she thought so nice, and maybe there was a secret feeling that the candy might appease her mother, and avert the threatened whipping, if the money for het Jar's work was-not satisfactory. Maggie need not have feared the whipping. Mrs. IXdd was not a hard woman, and Toma 41 I 40OLdwm . nll r ww W- A page: 58-59[View Page 58-59] as TWig's plafor thervender of pickshad been effetual; as Mrs. Dodd bent over her wah tab rubbing with might and main, she soliloquized. "Dear knows it's a hard life for us alL Maggie is born for rough imes, poor thing. I'll not make it harder, but it's more'n I can tell how we'll live if she don't earn more." As the day closed, Mrs. Dodd got ready her' supper -a cup of weak tea, minus milk and sugar, for herself and prandma Dodd, some cold Johnnie cake,. and its of fried bacon; these, with water in a broken nosed pitcher, made up the supper; just as it was ready Ma in e in, timidly. "Come to the fire, and warm. child, said Mrs. Dodd, in her usual quick tone. "Here, Teddy, come to mom," she added to her screaming babe; where's your money, Mla- Maggie handed it over, trembling;j her. I .1 mother counted it without a word. "Are ye hungry?" she said. " es'm," said Maggie, "only Mr. T give nE a turnover, an' such a picter of a little gal give me some goodies, I brung some home ; " and standing near the small fire, she drew out her candy. "Some for Teddy, an' you, u granme, he said. Mrs. Dodd looked at her keenly. "Tell me the truth, child ; did ye stal it?" she demanded. "No, I didn't steal; I'm afraid of the per- lice to steai,'" sobbed Maggie ; "it were give to me it were, by a little picter of a gal all dressed splendid, it w:ere. "Where did vou see her?" asked Mrs. Dodd. Up Br'way. by a winder, an' ge thunk the picks were tuany, an she buyed one, she did." V Weli, well, nuh up crying. I b'lieve ye. r-p page: 60-61[View Page 60-61] -s N wrxt.. TUE CO RE STALL.. Teddy take his pretty candy from Maggie. Give grannie a bit; there th meb; make Wy with the rest fore your dad comes in. was Maggies home coming, and short- Jy she was asleep by Teddy When Mary gave Jerry Ilockney the ten cenit pice h eoo open mouthed wonder. ";Here's a run of luck said Jerry; there's are centttaa flvecen, thf, AA11, ere's tire cent, thar's breffu -jolr r me Of course nith th e &st were very i airs, but the Whaff Rat Was not OVer particular. Thmas Twi-in, s sa, ate his supper a any small remnants that had been left that day," and menwil v- aMry Stuyvest and her laid got home, and Mary ate r six o'clock dinner. Then it was dark .;"tedtheparor~, a ra , th g" h hted, the parlors were Warm and bright; at r.S i't'e't'. s necoud hardly remember. that poverty and misery were any where in the world. Mr. Aliston was a young man, and early that evening went out to call on a young lady; he was ushered into Mr. Stuyvesant's parlor, and presently Miss Laura Stv esant. came down to see him. Miss Laura was Mary's aunt, and Mary, who always ctimed the. privilege of aing Mr. Alton, came into the drawing room with her. While Miss Laura occupied a luxurious chair conveniently near the drop ght and register, and conversed very easily and agreeaiby Mary went close to Mr. Aliston's ide and stood with her dark eyes fixed earnestly on his face; shc knew he would talk to her presently. Sure enough Mr. Aliston said, "Well. Mary, hW is it to-day ? have you done ango r4 n " x2ar1 ,-0IV- 7== - a tes," ried Mary, ju ously, & g ave some andy to a poor little girl, a very poor girl all rags, and it made her look so gad. I wish I p, page: 62-63[View Page 62-63] Ta isaewmsraLw w who she was; can't your tell me, Mr. Ailston. She wasjustas big asIa nsand se bad an old hood, and a box of little picks. Do you know her?" " ,Mary thinks yon know wall thoor peo- ple," said her aunt Laura, smiling. "Do you know who she is .t" urged Mary. "Yes, and n," sai Mr. Aiistun. "That is a funny answer; what does it mean ?" said Mary. "I know she is one uf God's poor," said Mr. Aliston. " tavbe she's had," said Mary. "The Lord makes no exception; he says Comfort ye the poor my people,' he does nut add, 'if they are groud". Then she isn't trash," said Mary. "Certainly not," said Mr. Allston. "Jane called her that, and made her cry," id Mary, "Jane," said aunt Laura, to Mr. Aliston, S exemplifies the Proverbs of Solomon, con- cerning the things which the earth canm bear, 'a servant when he reigneth,' 'and a maid that is heir to her mistress.' I find ner vants are apt to be very hard on that ame poor class from which they themselves came." .I hope you told Jane bow to speak more properly, Mary," said Mr. Allston. I told her to -hush up,'" said Mary. Perhaps I can find out the child's name for you, said Mr. Aliston. "I'gave ten cents to an awful poor boy," sad Mary. "Im afraid von are teaching Mary r miscuous and thoughtless giving, said aunt Laura. To cultivate the generous impulse is a great thing," rejpied Mr. Allston; "we shall have to teach her next how to dd good judb ciouslv. How would you like to take some poor little girl for your protege, Mary, to help her and he kind to her." 1 page: 64-65[View Page 64-65] Uk AKsna vim AoSS-sa,£ Oh, splendid!" said Mary, dancing about; "I'd give her clothes and pennies, and send her tochool V" "Miss rMar," said Jane, kooking in the oor, " will you please come to bed, it'E timie." "Good night! cried Mar-; "be sure fand find me a lite girl How is your pupil on Union Square pro- gressing?" asked Miss Sturvesant. & He improves; he is quite an oddity, and interest me a good deal. "I mean to walk up there and see him," said Miss Laura. "1 daresar you would be amused with him. "To tell the truth,' said Miss Laura, "I'm tired of doing good just bysubscriptions to iharmti, and by a visit to a il or hospital cow and then. There must be active work- ers in the workd, and I want to be tne of them. ttur Saviour w alk d a d p the gospel to the -poor, binding up broken N spirits, and ministering to suffering bodies, but how very few of us follow in his steps. To day I have thought what an idler I am. I hare health, strength, money and time, and what do I for my Lord. I mean to go out into the bre-places of the earth to labor for the king. Yet - I don't know where to be i&n 'Concentrate your energies on some special w ork, find some particular corner and labor in said Mr. Allstn. "1, thank the Lord that it has been put into your heart to labor zealously for him. Tell me where I shall beg:n' said Miss Laura. "This morning I came this verse in my reading. - \Vhy tand ye Lure all the td _ idle. awl I have resulrvd to be idle no loger. ftr I know the i:me will come, when the Master of the Vineyard shall take account of his servants. Tell me of some place where I can go among the poor and teach and help them." page: 66-67[View Page 66-67] 'Tn x SAL Mr Allston thought a mnoent, then said, "It has come quite strongly into my mind, MissLaura, that you may find good work to do in the house where my Union Square pupil lives. I will visit the house and bring you my report." "Thank von, I wish vo would do so," said Miss Laura. "II am to preach in a newsboy's room, at nine o'clock this evening,"- said Mr. Allston, rising. " I find the boys run the streets until pretty late, with their papers. and I appointed some late meeting this week to get in a few fellows that think they have no: time to come early." "I hope rou will tave an attentive audi- ence," said Miss Laura. "I hope I shall have a benefitted audience," replied Mr. Aliston. "At all events you will be benefitted rour- self," said Miss Laurz "for we read that 'he that watereth shall be watered also himself. $4 As in the buds of some powers the leaves are rolled and twisted one upon another from the inmost to the outmost, so in human l, from lowest poverty to highest station, the individuals touch upon each other, the poor man's misery grazing the edges of the rich wan's abundance. There are two promises fir always' one, "So I am with you always, the other, The poor have ye away with you." Let us succor the poor for his sake whose presence our souls desire. WAMW ," page: 68[View Page 68] CHAPTER III. ALL Fox .JESUS. T r. bn n service might hjavl bee ;;;t, in a corner. Thomas Twigu, his hampwrs dp lt1e at his feet, hiamelf Vat forward, Is eager eves fixed on the speaker. The serc . enled. home went Thomas ; his baskets, bein2 nearly empty, impeded hima but little. Once ii his attc, the hamprs hung up with his hat abve them, the pbian walked abuut his room, kooking at -all his little helmjging, and then, rubbing his hands, said to himnef with a chuckle, "Its banking hours. I gues 68 page: Illustration-69[View Page Illustration-69] L _- r e-C :=S r^w m ° . ., y _-~ eC; "A 4,. yie S Y I' E 'u r..%^.x - od raktng Bwm.rsgr w- ..y cor er U r I we'll unlock the vaults, and hau over the silver and gold." He took his poker from the ehimiey and pried up a briek from the fire place,th removed another easily with his hand, and Jo! revealed a little square tin-lined space, Thomas Twigs hank of deposit, where were h careful savings, the well loved two hundred dollars. His Tee glowed with satisfttion heholdi:nz it; he felt like a rich man; he was not a sinner; he liked to be comfortable in his own way, and as we have seen, he could an ocasin rive away a meal to a hungry chld, but he loved his money next to himself; taken what was a large sum to him to s'a. Corner Stall with all its equipments; and h realtv this, what he had in hand, was the saving of Ufty years. it gave him a feeling of importance, and what wonder that he val- ued it. He counted it over, dollar by dollar, delighting in the clink of the pieces against page: 70-71[View Page 70-71] each other, for this was before currency times. "Two hundred dollars, them's your finances, Thomas Twi - your a moneyed man von ae -- a.-u s Fsa r ar are ; yocould buy ot tis establishment 'n could; yes, two hundred good solid donars, and -now I see my war to Iavin Up a little more every week. Whcn pardner and me dmde th :mnti i a i a yive to that?- Then ito h md caen the text of the e veing, othat sermn n :he valuec of the soul,$-- What Ihal2 a man v :n e"xchanze for his soul. He put the :noher safev away, and sat with hbis hand& rn I: knexw andI hi' head drope forward. lHe :1uaht a I n; time, then with a sigh he roe, Iavin: half aoud Xell ifi's all true, Thomas Twio'&s soul mut be an uneeamon yo.r ca#. Mr. AllSton had not asked him to renew the promise to pray, out the Spirit f God was strivim with him. and overpowered by a sense I I I 'I I. I bf hishelpess need, T a l L lifting up a prayer very much like that of the publican of ol; he cred, Lord, help Thomas Twig; ' and upward sped his prayer into the ear that is never heavy. Thomas had cried for" help ; so Peter tried, smkimg, and help eame at once ; the cry for help is a cry that Jesus delig to hear and answ r: hep came to Thomas from that hour; his wImeo nature seemed quickened his ener- received a new direction, he bent his mind earnestly to the study of the word of Go and Mr. Allston, his faithful teacher, was surprised and deizhted at the quicknen ith whin he became a very tolerable reader, and the readiness with which he appreciated and applied the Divine Truth. The Bible was no longer a sealed book. Thomas had no more to skip words because they were hard or long ; to be sure he miscalled many proper names,: but he could re and understand. ,. ) I page: 72-73[View Page 72-73] Mr. Alston helped him, and explained to him some, hut he had a more efficient teacher, even the Holy Teacher, who dwells in the hearts of the chosen. Of Saul of Tarsus the Lord said "he is a chosen vessel unto me: ;' so was Thomas Twigg a chosen vessel. Saul was chosen 1for a high and shining track, like that of some grand planet set in heaven, but Thomas was like the little lamp chosen to shine clearly and steadily in an bumble place. Star and lamp alike ful- flling His will who ruleth all, shall alike be set-around the brightness of the. Land above. He who penned the Chronices of Israel and Judah, dwells not always on the names of the mighty; he writes -- There were pot- ters, and those that dwelt amid plants and hedges; there they dwelt with the king for his work." Like these lowly servants of Solomon, who labored in may, and in hedging and itching, I1 I I I is are some men of little worldly knowledge or station, who toil for Jesus among the outcast and the vile, who succor paupers and criminals and world-forgotten ones they labor for the King. Jesus himself is with them. Despise not one f these little ones, for Jesus sets their good names in the Chronicles of Jerusalem the Gaden. The Lard will not forget the labors of love in the lowliest places: let no one say he can do nothing, for the Lord "increas- eth strenzih to them tht have no might," and give:b more aun lant honor to those that lack. Here is Thomas Twigg, uulearned, un- kuu.vn, ol poor,but he goes from strength to strength, doing the work of Jesus, an hum- ble uncommissoned evangeist. But not yet. A week passed away; Maggie went on as usual, only that twice she and her old grand- mother had to fir out into the cold dreary night. from the drunken rage of George Dodd, the son and father. Jerry came nomore to Thom I page: 74-75[View Page 74-75] IL T ,' cons stL I I I ER, as. Mrs. Kiligan, as she had promised, kept an eye on Thomas," but the result of her superrision was conveyed to the pie-man5 in he remark, "0th, but re're a jewei of a e to the business. Thumas-, me man. Shure, its a mortal pity ye rant let well enough alone, and not be takin' after books at your time of Never fret, pardner7. said Thomas grave- yu t Im ,juas!tettingV myiV ee . Holy Virit !' cried Mrs. Kllican "is it so? Fur a blind man Ye ve iia'ie yr way most amnazing hat yer worse rir the little pup- pies, Thoma ; they gets their eves open in ten Jars, an' er goiu on for sixty years." Its better late nor never, savs Thomas Twig. It' no use crying for spilt milk! What's done's done, pardner; but new ways for me now. This very day I read in the Psalms of David, Open my eyes that I may behold wonderous things out of thy love ;' that's the talk for Thomas TwiggY I Ii I I iE COfNER STALL. ." Faith," said the practical Mrs. Killigan, "if ye'll lock down Broadway, ye'! see plenty of wonderous things widoat fashing herself to do fhirde." " Pardiner," said Thomnas. sulemnnlv, " thats a big word, eternity.' S Oh but it i ; ig t:or Becky Kiligan to 5peM. It's mnesel will have nune of it." - Thre waS a yung2 lady by yr stall to- dlay, "aid Thoa ; he wast one of the zrand folk. I u by her way and her dress ; but am u' (odeen i. hner voic wxer n't sweeter man any iusic lever heard, ani her lace was that lr 'aut iul- Never uiid th2 bauty. Thoumas," said Mrs. Kiigain. - What did Ah tuy "She didn't buy anything, begar Thomas, Sbuit-- 'Iii care nnue for her, then," interrapted Mrs. Killigan. but she said, 'You're reading the best of t n I 'i .1 page: 76-77[View Page 76-77] S Tarconstt Mr. Tw4 I hope the Lord will bkss it to you.'" "Pooh, pooh," said Mrs. Killigan. "Say she, ' Mr. Twigg, I think Hi call on your partner, some day ; what is her name?' She's Becky Kihligan, pardner is. says I-" "Well, let -her come," said Mrs. Killigan, "an'Ill tell her my victuals is good enoughi for any body's buying." "You wont tell her anvthing but what's nice, when you see her, I"ll be bound," said Thomas. "What's to hinder." said Mrs. Killigan. deo 6antly, setntm her brawny arms a-kimbo, "The good Book tells me, 'a soft answer turns away wrath, so I'll not answer you back, pardner," said Thomas, caml. "Saints alive, man, you'll know the book, whatever it is, bh earth soon," cried the old woman. I wish I might. I read it is -'a lamp t& the feet and a light to the path.' I I. Si" T: k ft "Turrul lurul" said )rs; Kligr "I'd rather have a lanther - or the gas." "I daresay von might, until the Lord opened your wind, Pardner, but the 'enter ance of His worse gives light,'i ple folk like us wonderful says, * the words are sweet 'Give me the honey," rs Killigan. "I've lived my own way with none of your nonsense this fifty year, Thomas Twig, and it's a god enough way to live by. But is it a good enough way to die bys?" said the $e-mnan. rrab I cannot tell ; the word ' die' is miserable. So I thought, but dyings got to come; so be a man, ad get ready. Says I to Thomas Tw'i---Thomas, me man, You can't live for. ever iii this world. But if there's a life after dying and a god road to it, look about and put yourseII to-get in u, Tunas. 4: page: 78-79[View Page 78-79] Tao THE STA "And what is the raad ?" asked Mars. Kl. ligan- "The book tells me," said Thomas, that Jesus Christ is 'the life, the truth, the war,' and he that uets in hihn shall dwell safev and be . from fear of evil." "Land alive, said Mrs. Killigan, how can Vou remember it all? "1 set my into it; when I read a b, I say Lord, help Thomas T wi: to remember that and 1I can't justy explam how it i but those words I read sticking my in when I« get to b di a: night I ovr jt all, and fit this and that to everything about me. Seemb iUke as if A ead was full of lt pes, and I1 bang up the idees on thorn, ard there is each one fitr and square, ready fo use just when there Wti. " none of your pecs I want in Inmr head, said Mrs. Kiligan; "get out wid ye, yi ermug crater tar ye are; lye. my baking" to do. V rs I Ik I jj? a5 ..- s Thomas was quite in despair over hi rrt- ner. It was now the end of May. Miss Laura had not been able to visit the house where Mr. Twigg lved, and try to help ana the inmates, for her sister-iaw, Mary's mother, had been very ill, and home duties had muiplied. But now the invalid was eon- valesei, ishe sat Up in her chair, and -talked Of "ok n ginI into the country or th , - n So ne day Miss Laura and her little niece set out t viit No. :27 the house where Th lived. Mary Stuyvesaint hadl been sorely disap- oted about her little " pick girl7. She saw her no more on the streets, and Mr. AlIston had not boon aide to find out the poor child's name ; he had nut thought to speak to Thomas about it. Now Mary was soon to go into the country- and though she was trying, an L -t An all the cood she could, earnest conn ~ 14 ~ - - e A MM page: 80-81[View Page 80-81] she wanted very much 4i nd some special object for her charity, and she had set her heart on the little " pick girl."' On this afternoon Mary' went cheerull with her at on he 1r errand of love, and as she went she said, -Oih, aunt Laura, wouldn't it be nice if I could find njy little girl to-day Yes it would, but if you do not, yon will fnd some little girl to be kind to, for Jesus' sake. See, Marv, what a dreadful looking place it is down that narrow street." That is Ju; Alley," said a podiceman, who stood on the sweet corner. and hear .Miss ura speak. -I hope von are nat ginug there, ma'am; they're a rough set. "We are looking for No. 2T," said Miss Stuyvesant. 6 -- Two doors below, na'am, that aint so bad," said the officer, who considered it a very refreshing incident in his day's work to see and spek With such anelegant young Miss Laura Stuyvesant. A' F * j Miss Laura and her little niece went a few steps, when Mary darted any from aunt's hand, crying, "Oh, here she is, ant lAIy, here is mr very own little girt Oh, what's the matter with you! look at her poor little face ; Pappy did it," sobbed poor Maggie, who, when discovered 'y Mary, had been leaning against a lamp post, looking absently at the sluggish black water slipping along the gutter. "Oh, aunt Lolly, do look at my poor little girl," cried the compassionate Mary; "why, girl, ve furzut roar name, but I've looked for von so much. Where have yon ken, and where are your pretty picks ?" Thev'r all broke,' said Maggie, crying bitterly now, as her misfortanes came up fully before her. "Tell us all about it," said Miss Laura, kindly. "It's the whiskey did it," said Maggie- "it VI page: 82-83[View Page 82-83] U tatCeaNn eral 4= does every thing. I wish there wasn't any I do. Pappy got raging' drunk, an' he knocked Inc with a chair and made this," and Maggie pointed to her discolored cheek. "He turned grannie out o doors. an' he fu't nmom, an' he threw down mv box and stamped on all my picks, an' he grabbed Teddy an' broke his little arm--oh dear, oh dear:s Over Marys soft cheeks the tears f svmpa-. thy were fbowinv fXst while Mis Laura's brilliant eves flashed with indination at the man who would thus make a brute Sf himen,AK at the deal iealii villians% wii sell the prison. at the ind which cannot frame laws that shall be an egis of defence fr weary Wires, helpless babes, and aged mothers. "And have vou no friends?" asked Miss Laura- " Mr. Twigg he come an' cot pappy, an' the perlie nabbed pappy too, but he broke ol an' ain't been back sin'. It's three dars now. x 14 - ;F a..r 6 It 3ri C . tilt MiRESflALI___ z_ Mr. Twigg give mom s ya grannieS knitting to the store. Mr. Twig's very kind, Miss, bat mom's cean wore "We will be your friends ; take us into we our t said Miss tuvesant whie the kind Mary, not despising to take Maggie t tile hand, whispered, "you'll have some money, and some clothes, and lots of nice things now.' in the hal of. .. ., A.s LaUrIa met an old woman whom she at once recognized, from the description given by Mr. Allston. Is this Mrs. Kiliican ? she asked. True fr ye," said the dame, "an' Pm thinkin' this is the beautiful young lady Thom- as tells about." Miss Laura blushed crimson, and Mrs. Kil- lgan, looking at her in undisguised admira- tion, said, "Share it's a true tale he's after telling ; ' oudd ye plase to walk in, my room's tidy if it ain't fine." page: 84-85[View Page 84-85] kyou said Mis Laura, "I would ke to get a little advice from you. Coimen y Mar this little girl come in, too, Mrs. "Indeed she may." said Mrs. Killigan, but. hug about for chairs, her heart completely won by the young lady's gentleness. "I have been taIkmn to his little irl, said Miss Laura, and te tells me a very ri tonrv, I ntt in n.& Vn v4at kind o naren she has, and what had better be done for them" Faith, miss, it's a sorry case, said Mrs. Kiligan; her grannie has seen pretty good days, but she's simple now ; and the child's step-mother is a hard-working, honest body as is to be found. The father is. lazy, but when the drink ain't in him, he's that mild and meek as a sheep ; but once the whiskey gets hold of him, he's like a ragin' lion. He made bad work dh other nght. The woman is just heart-sick, for her baby's arm is broke. They '4 I 4 I I, S 4 4 - C U would hare been turned out, only fir He Pad the tent and got a bushel of coaL said he was a fool to be after giving his money, but I give them a couple of loaves meeseif, af- ther "at" n ; n.. fose there need most everything ? " They need cheering up and' encouraging, most of all, miss. A gC-d word from. ye would do a weift of oodx; and thrue for ye, Victu- als tor mo.ey would n't corn amiss, but it's work she wanVts mosYtly. Thank you, Mrs. i i; :11 lgo in and see her , 1aid Mi Laura:; and e followed Magie into the rionm above,. Mrs. Killigan not hesitating to couLe after. Thie room of Mr. Ddd was clean, hut its broken furnitureA. and the sd faces of its suf- tvring inmats w.~:e tcaken of the stonn of drunken wrath:. tat had i.swept through it. The distressed infan t ar mnoaninz n his mother's lai by the wiiwbiw the old grandmother knitw tinz and sghing. 9 i page: 86-87[View Page 86-87] 'St ie"nidlittle M , "here's best young lady, and this was Mrs. aura's Miss Laura did not hold herself loftily aloof 1h some nnopsuprtIr rtrea' th 'nfer rn-° merited favors; but with a woman's tender sympathy for a sister woman, she sat down byr Mrs. Dodd, looked ftanklv in her eves. laid her soft hand on the restess baby's head, and path'. protkrcd ther aid in the war of one who finds highest happiness in making others bappy: and cheered the despondent heart with he hope of higher things to come. "IWe usen't to be iike this," said old Mrs. Dodd, catching the word of better days, "when pappy Dodd war livin'; he was a right straight. go ahead. up and down business man. He kept a stand by the wharf, and he made a good living for us, but George's got astray. he drinks, and pappy Dodd never touched a drop. Pappy Dodd give good evidence and -died lik I' *a . _ .., , ej: a good man; he's got to glorylknow; hope %i rget there t. "I hope you will," said -Miss Laura, well pleased ; "and I hope in al then tradda van will turn to Jaesus who can feel for you, and comfort von. He will not suffer vou to be * tried more than vou can hear. Trust in him." "I ain't going to trust in nnthinz else; pappy Dodld didn't" said the old lady, wh&' Iin'rr r 'tr Liat. h ~ n * r - tI.;.% ,twX - aaz'11 -4 ~''t^4-1' 1 _ s Don't do you much good," said Mrs. Kit- Iian4 in a wh ijper. as h stood in the door. Mrs. Kiiligan. ~aid the delightful Laura, I want you to bring up some of your good meat and bread for Mrs. Dodd, that much," she added, holding out a dollar till; "and now * Mrs. Dodd, let Magzie come home with us for Sa while Good bye," - and as Miss Laura rose, she put a folded bank note in the lady's I hand. On the stairs she met-sMrs. Killigan laden with provisions. ' _- . _ _; : . : .... .= . .. - ' - 4, - - -. ; _ _ ° hV- . . . I r - Y rti f i. " ' . 1{'yvl5j + ' R,- page: 88-89[View Page 88-89] TxE STALL If ye'T give me yer numbes Miss," said the dame, "Ill step up that way an' walk home with the bit child; she's too young to come back with what ye might give her there's folks might snatch it." Home went Miss Stuyvesant and Marv Maggrie following . If Maggi' went out with her new acquait- ances feecin: lhet'uh 2he rvzurned with Mrs. Kilhgau teihn: y~vytui. Cingi jtme 'Aue had on a dress that had lbenr Mary, fcarrwd unidr her arm her A I itrk wrapp I up, an] in h r hand a lb t. xn rem were AI:1 1 m+te .:ht- gowns and ,mrts fr -Teday. n iy .mn fouIr tandae ttr the aikdtcd arm, a viai . Lax water to bae the lIttl uferr' had,, and crackers, oran , rwe and I ) 1 telnpt hjs appetite. M . Kan;an very winnv Ieied Ma ',:b car;yin a handle wherein was a Van'ett t 'ot:s for Ma xf, and, thou;a. unknown It Mrs. liian, a Bible, which 'I F'a s k 4 ' /. 0^h w Maggie was to tel her mother and grand- mother to read. Mrs. Killigan was kind enough in her way, and she heartily rejoiced in tis succor for the Dodd family, especially as she flattered hersif she had some hand in bringing it about. She was a Zrssipv old body, and must needs wavTh Tm w 'zg, when he came hone from his stall, and tell him the events of the dax. Sitting on the lowest step of the third flight of stairs he had to traverse, Mr. Twig listened attentivelv to Mrs. Killigan's evidence, and cave his v erdit as tfixws:- "That's religion, pardner ; 't ain north x else. Fiddie-dedee, man," said Mrs. Killigan, ve lay evvrythinc, any wars oodto reli -Y - - . - -4W And there's very little decent that isn't to Le laid to it, parduer ; not much good comes "at of the natural heart. Did you ever a many rich folks like this young lady?" 1/ __ %,;' r .,, ;., ; ~ ,'a page: 90-91[View Page 90-91] M CORNERL sm- "Thre for ye, I didn't; she's a jewel, ev- "And she's one of the Lord's jewels, mind ye, ardner. She's tot religion in her heart, and that's the way it grows out." ",And have you religion, - Thomas, me man?" *I can't jusy tell, parduer," said Thimas, dubiously. "Mr. Aliston says it's just -look and live;' believe on the Lord Jesus and be aved; hut there's sumnat in the war of Thou- as Twi eg. " Faith, Thomas, you'd better take advise- ment of Becky Killigan, and not be meddlia' wid things too high for ye" r0, parder !" sihed Thomas, picking up his hampers, " I need something high, to lift 'r Thomas Twizz up to Heaven;- and be went on up to his attie, and there casting him self on his knees, cried out, ".Lord, help Thomas Twiair' Then helit his candle, and topk out his Bi- tle, and his iron-immed spectles, which be needed when he read at night, and turned to the thirteenth chapter of Matthew, and begin nine at the twentyrfourth verse, read slowly along through the fifty-second. Then he went to his bed, and all night long those Parables of the tares, the mustard seed, and the net cast into the sea, followed him through the world of sleep. The next day, as far °as business was con- cerned, was one of the worst days Thorns had ever known. It was sudden and fiere.e Sl hot, and customers were almost as scarce as rain in Egypt. But of all the days that Thom- as had ever lived, this was the crowning day, the white da,-thc day that should in all his life never suffer eclipse from any othet day; but that one most blessed which should usher Thomas into the sanctuarY abuv. And the good was on this wise. Thomas, idle from his usual work, read, pondered, prayed; the Lord " AOL. rf yeti low 4r+ J t r 9 1a IL - page: 92-93[View Page 92-93] TMl' C'YZ' F a U ITifl a i ,d r 6A £4 2 +r LE i 1 '" :. a,. *_.I± K. ,' '" . ° w4..& w -: h . y 222 2 h4± 2 422222 1 1 r , 7 M 4 Y 0 _" t is ++ 2 . 2 2 - -~ 21 1° $1 wn M22 . ,2. S, i r , t r: 2 .#7.2r d "t* 2424 .4 _ 2y. ' 7 -_ 72 - . :: a ' 2 2 44"°y fl: 2 " M . k 2 Y.'. ! 4242!t a+ 2J22 e' - 1 -2 d4 k 222.2.2 . Y722 x -2 All2 2 2' '' 7 gy. 4 x"_ w 2.-2i 2.. 1 j2\V A Ia 22 .2. 1+. ... -A 2x. 1'" r 'w x+4 X !,3 S'zsw, 1.2 .'-a1 2r j t r1 y 4 1X . { : 4.22 4)2.22 122 2 17: 724.42,2a" _ s a s R 6 s tt ;2 7 2 R.:2 2."222 2 .. J ' 2 rin: eN: page: 94-95[View Page 94-95] I e're all better," said Mrs. Dodd; "how do you fin yourself Mr. T "Jesus hat fluad me," said Thomas, "and I lwpe les made a new man of me ; this is a good day for Thomas Twig." "That's just the way Pappy Dodd talked,"' said ld grannie, lifting up her head from her pillwr. for she had gone to bed. Pappy Dodd said l'id get safe1y over the river of' Jordan, and I hope I wi too. Do wyo love Jesus and trust in him?" said Thomas Yes I d replied the old lady. "Pappy Dodd alius did.~ t*Slhows what a blind old sinner Pve been never to mention the matter before." There ain't nuold to talk to me since Papipy Dodd's gone." said the old lady. I'll talk to vo," said Thomas. "I'm Muehly to blame that I've been dumb as well as blind. Well, Pappy Dodd said that if folks was , m coat t right they'd talk what the Lord had dn for 'em." He's done a heap for me," said Thms "seems like I want to tell it all over town." "That's just what Pappy Dodd said," cried the old lad. And thlen Thomas climbed up to his attic, feeling as if indeed old things had away and all had bene w page: 96-97[View Page 96-97] TaE co STLL. dR Rh 4 CHAPTER IV- JEitRI Y 'AOC K N E Y. :' nn wseatUer ew Verr warm, he tlursan.t s were readv to : into the country. Miss Laura had been often to No. :2, and counld se iiood resuhts from her labors -in the DoddI famil but while Mrs. Becky Ki igan grea1Wy admired the young lady. and always received her warmly, all re- ligious instruction seemed to avail as little for her as tears shed upon a tomb. Miss Laura was not diaoraged; at the close of the after- noon bore she left the citv, she sought the r T oml"nshe saiguarew. "Thomas," shewsid,. I a gong away, and it will be sometime before I can. cR at Na. 27 again. I want you to help Mrs. Dodd all you can." "Indeed, ma'am, I will," said Thomas. "For yourself, Thomas, remember the word in Revelation, ' Hold fast that thou hast, that no man take thy crown. A* Wont you mark it for me, ma'am," said Thomas, eageriy taking out his Bible, and I'll read it every Jay. Mliss Stuveant marked the verse, and then ake - Thomas, what efforts are von mak- in fr your partn.'s con veri.n ?" The truth i , maam, I don't sav much to pardner any mnire. She' o t agi Scripter, an so rul of her own war it ionht do any ood. I thought I'd leave the Lard to work." " But, Thonas, the Lrd works hy means. And one chief instrument ib the Scripture; 'The word of the Lord is quick and powerful sharper than any two edged sword.' I have t page: 98-99[View Page 98-99] tar rl rncnt r t been reading the Bible to Mrs. Kflianand as yet I have seen no good results. I am now - about to leave town, and I want you to read the Bible to her as nearly every day as posi ble, and with it drop what good word the Lord puts into your heart." If you hav'n't done any good to her, how can I?" said Thomas, mournfully. Let me tell you a little story" said Miss Laura. "A little brd. retin: on a fir-tree, aot one of the ir-seeds in its win s. As it flew on, the seed drlppeJ, falln: own, down, into a narrow crack in a .zreat rock. The winds had carried there dust and dead leaves ; they brought vet more. The suns smote on the rock and warmed it, rain trickled down the crevice, the fir-seed grew. A long. weak, slender shoot at first. but gaining vigor and thriving; it e spanned. shot down aionz the crack touzh roots, an by its strong life it tore the stubborn rock in two, found the rich soil, and lifted its head up to the sun, and stood for years a landmark by the sea." "1 take your meaning," said Thomas, bow- ing his head ; " you've told me a parable, like our Saiour used to tell. I'm muchly ashamed, that after the Lord's done so much for that old gray-headed sinner, Thomas Twigg, he'd go to despairing of Becky Killigan, or any other poor creature. I see the point, ma'am; if I ain't no more than a poor, ig'rant little bird, if so be I've lit on the Tree of Life, I can carry good seed somewhere, and the Lord can give it rooting, even in a rock. Thank c, a'am, I'l not forget that lesson very soon." " I fear, Thomas," said Miss Laura, kindly, that Nou hare been resting satisfied with the good work in yourself, and have forgotten that the first rule of the Christian life is Christ ian labor. If you would lire, you must grow, and you grow by activity' "Indeed, that is the clear truth," said Thom- as. "ni' pray over that." !Jul AIM ; - _ ? _h ^' _ . , page: 100-101[View Page 100-101] 9 - I Tsms And Thomas did not forget Miss Stuyve- wit's words. With renewed earnestness he nayed that he might be wholK consecrated to the Lord's work; that if lie had but one talent, he might be preserved from hiding that ; and houly entup iscry. ' Lord, what wo uldst hourly wente P - thou have me to ds 7" IfV we look fr work well find Punzy it U and daily Thoma found something to do for Jesus. Eachi .venilf, wh;&n be came1 Ih#me1 from mi alh - t down in Mrs. Kliian's root'. and riad a t:\\w vcrcS mfAn uAZnI quaint and t "'iF4 i E414u--- in ot the \lrM . Kiiam grex weary i: makin jc4., or disput- jun he i 4 en ; e heart! ini tonyV 4ilec0e- Geor~D I) td er is drunken up roar- when he broke te iabl's arm. had entirely disappeared ; n WUC a1 no-n itt 1m -and concluded that hie Vo a nothing . from.mn dead. Ma::.e, who had known her either on, to dread sme whiky outbreak and ho uld charge him wi man 'a chily night and hungry dy, and blows that she had suffered felt glad that he was gone. But old grannie uaundered on, about how different George was from a Papyi DTd4 what a .ice ritte boy George had been, how his hair had curled, and be had loved pav and hated school ; and she, por soul, had spodt Lim; humoring in place of :.vrning, until he wh) mii hare been h e fort f her ag., became its curse. Alas the comm nstory. Paur Dud I warned me." said she to Th"mas : -- $ heaid I was zoin rizht azin' the L'rd : bu4 h were a peaceable man, an' he ne ver 1 In mor than talk. The Lord for- lvK' that I splied the hor. ~\Vhen I think of dyinO the Lord will be asking why I ruined Georze. And Papry Dodd 'l be asking for his bor; so I ll b clear ashamed to go.into Heaven, and I don't want to go no where else. da "ts bad -e enough," said Thomas, shaking 4It I t 4 i Nr', page: 102-103[View Page 102-103] his heal over the wreck George had made, but mind, neighbor, the Lord can abundantly pardon, and he will heal all thy backslidings, so you repent, neighbor;"oldontotha. The missing mans wife said nothing, a gloom hunr over her, but the family must. have 'Fod, so he left her ik hbb fur rannie and Mazre t: nurse ar wel~l ats :hey could, and wernt to thL O )ter Stall on te wh art; whre her tnt--andI hal p reten 1led to dAbsne; andI as tEre.; was no call I 3r oysters this hot weather, - Y had oter refrehmn ts; and wshinG a -. erubing her -t1ai, an1 its fuirui- m1 i i f z ia ~ t 4 1 l: tWure, andaa e t --- ,:Wh wat prrn'i. y Wharf Ra:s the lower casse5 5:". ofbo:ha , ad.s nw grw dmarond 7} V yyher w antq lamp!a gaih red, to buy foo .%d andY cotl a range Iode of human bat and Owls, who~ f ear the lih of day. Then, when t ten o'clWk camh. the sturdv woman made al safe, ta k her ba kct on her arm, and sought A 4 4I 4- her bome and the helpless ones there, with a heavy heart to be sure, but with enough hou- -stlv earned money to give them food and shelter and some poor raiment. Amonz the days of heat and glare came a -A rainy dar. rather a relief, as it washed the s'rc:-ts and houses clear from dust. and gave a chaice fr. frer breathing . T~ma stU in his ituli that morning; about ten' el2ock he tunnd b-isuru for washing hi h hunter and dishes. and settinl things in order; he kept the Corner Stall quite clean, andI':thimrning a little flower girs imploring eves had won him to hurca small bouquet, and tis. set consieuuly in a brown muz. lent to his little establi!tment that charm which leaves and trowers forever brina. Thtas could sing. he had always loved to SIng, l, d had once known plenty of street hailads; 'whaps he bad forgotten these, for lately lhe otherr things; now as he washed .k gin page: 104-105[View Page 104-105] .;'; h T ' Yt f t .. r . 3 w 'rt - y r TED O.fl his cups and plates, he sang, "There is a foun- tamnfilled with blood." Mr. Aliston had giVen him a hymn book, which Thomas c d to the Mission Church where he attended &rrice, and erery Sunday he committed one hymn to memory. He was catenmng -some strains of Sunday School musk too, for every LorIs day, he took little Mawie and, the uwent to Mission school. Thomas hal op ned his li4tle o or :at, whicheverit mar be cale.i when 'sme crea- ture sprung around the. er, coming bowed down and 5wiftlv, and taking refuge umdr his counter lay panting breathle~ssy at i et The intruder was fo other than Jerry Hck- ney, the Wharf Rat. who, like a hunted ani- mat moaned and (ung at the feet of Thomas Twing. "Why, Jerry, is this you'? what's up? said Thomas. Hol on, groaned Jerry. "Go on with I _ , k ,. ----T- . : - CE[ L _. C { f your dshes Mr. Twigg don't look at me, don't speak to me! ketch me they [wilL "h Areyou runninv nth nlfIr"9a aked Thomas. Yes I are ; don't let em nat me don' SMr. Tw "flare you been nii --ist now, ther i xv' emet --...azd Tum a rnct~ wit hi rt ueawnym dbi c. a ru:±le o rHemen, coming at crner and o n n adreedons tCr: ier fuKdve, xwi;d lheir ho: tanes, and you up for..day," 1 Thomas .Jerry cn tell mn fa r and square wha lx:you're been doing. .Out with it now honet true." " uied a matter of some old junk," said Jrrv, su werin" ' de i Je-y s:t C eri under thle COUnter. " I had to, did I twer starvni" ihy didn't you come here for a meal ?" . x w _. 105 page: 106-107[View Page 106-107] 4 "os" - leJrry "That's no reason," said Thomas, sharply; stealing seems to come natural to you, Jerry-' aI can't help it," whined Jerry, "' don't o body care for me, I al:us had to look out furmyelf 4 don't gire me to 'em, Mr. -ur my *-e m -., r Twigg dont now, 11 never db it no more. 3!How uld arc yua, Jerr- . 'l duAn." saiI Jerry. 4 imatter of ide;~a "r twel Vc I sP450s sadTVinas. OF#4 N1" :vux1,soe o turn over a flew it. --I can' read, said Jerry, n5,understan-& mg unul- inkfhies. 'Spose you be a zod hoy" "I can't," sail Jerry, "ain't never had no folks, no courag:ement. nor no shiners, like other flks. "That's'true, vv weren't mor'nu fire ear od when I fir-t knew you, and you were r: 4 : . ;rr,', - ' : --V - --- °. . knocking about Lot yourself then, more shame to me,- Thomas Twigg might have made a man of ron hr thi umt " 'Twant morn fire cent worth," said Jerry, fmusterinz courage, and venturing to swvear a little to strenicthen his afirmnation, Tue~u anc& iueked d9own and grKi d hi ViJ couev say x, -t Dn : ze another such 'ur1 U o' ysvn'ar rmun::1 Jery-,- tr IM take au e neared tii ap ardon, dn t hn w youd eet to n A wrnpreOd Jrry, reP ase ! frmin Mr. Twi a --w - b p,? hut INwas so --eokiu ha -k an oth with etlert, " starim Mister Twig4. I could pretty near eat the ;unk itsel I could." i: up, -sati Thomas shortly, and Jervry sat up as well a ihe could under the counter. Thomas hande d hian a good suppdy of meat and bread, and a cup of water savin,"hee make your meal and then str ch at, Jerry, page: 108-109[View Page 108-109] noew I: eel jV, Y c 1 tk-l- \ r.i 1 r AV, iUg and go to sleep, you're safe, and I want to think." usy -te, an then lyig down on the hard pavement under the counter, his head dropped ack, and his arms in their raged, dirty es, folded over his breast, he slept pro- div. Meantime Thomnazs attended to his customers, thought eDarnestly, seayhed h i- le, and e l I ugi heart in raver to his Master. ie wI erd very much to See Mr- Aliston, bu: he dii not cen and Thomas had to make his pans aLone. What the plans were became eid t at niht. for about eight J'elock he woke Jerry, gave him a doughnut, and lidding han ta. e a small ba ket filled w:ith different articles, said, "Now, Jerry, it you likes, come home with me. If yoU bolt with my basket, I dont say one word, nor take one tep after you, but never come a nar Thomas Twig again. If so be von come home with me, I reckon you uma ensna emit109 won't be sorry in the end. He fastened up his stall, and walked leisurely homeward, Jerry following him, dodint into the shadow of Thomas' big hampers, and going in fear and trembling because of the police. They reached No. :7safely, and climbed the stairs. At r. Kili;..a's dooir, Thoas called out. S-Ain't comig to read to-:Jht, pardner." Glad of it," said Mrs. Kiiligan, Iarpi. Ptng away id baskets, whie CJerry lin- zerc i: trh lt!. attie hal. Thomas next car- i. on :, hm a mall tub has ul water, a brown tow 4 and a pcew ot soap. -MSrip off themn ra. Jerry." he said, "' and t, work and keep scourin4 g yvourseit, till I gets back." Then shuttu.: himselIf int his room long enoash to draw 1ive dollars from his bank, he locked tlhe dor, set a iighrea ranr die in ote corner of th entry, and went ff$ leaving Jerry splashing away in the water with ae zt page: 110-111[View Page 110-111] 110 THE WxLLL. In the course of half an hoar, Thomas re turned with two bundles ; he put one down in the hail, saying, "There, ow, there's clothes; put them on decent? He then went to his room, and unrolling the quit contamed in the other parcel todd it in the idie, and put it drin oni the floor in one corner. Next, taking his candle in hand, he surveyed .erry in thet clothes he had bough:, and reumarked, - J.rrv, my man, vou're imprvina." lie atain 'eked his roon, and1 bidding the lad undle up his old ra: , an " t:hrow th7m out in the street, he escorted him to a f arth rate barber's estab- lshment, where Lt ha ua Jerry Lair cut cdose to his head, and his LeaI thuorongIy scored. Jerry submitted in wognderi hsilece to all theset proceediings, andi wheii he nad been adi- mited to T'hmas' rroom, our friend sat down a his " parlor corner -on the fellow chair, stood Jerrr in front of him, and holding hni ° irmlv hy both vlbow, l#'ked straight into his eyes, saving, m cos srn..& 11 bide by me, mind what I say to you, keep scot free of your old rowdy mates, leave the wharfs, quit your games, and make an honest Yes I be," said Jerry. ' Then Jerry Hockne you can't nig, you can't tell is, yOU can' loaf about, von can't Use Io Pal talk. -I won't." said Jerrv. S V ou will," said Tao mas. "and then I e ne dw I vilo\u. liut if vu stands being' ete downI on, iand it you takes to "ood vars, and woxxrks ike a mnr, then PNI be a father to yu sre my name's Ihomas Twig. You'll iVe here wi:hme, yu'ah have 'oUIugh to eat 'nagh clotes place to sleep, you Iearns y'U -1 4k, you govs to church and Sunday sch 401 and bv-an'-by xmebbv youll1be took in in my stall and her money in your pocket." -- That's so," said Jerryaprobativelyv. : ' - ' , : nl _ /fAl _ _ , -____ '- 4 i u.~ 77, . page: 112-113[View Page 112-113] 11, nrEEfcomek4 ,.--- "There's your bed, Jerry, and there s the door,-if you bolts yu bolts, an' I don't run afrrn, lnt sn tin' yon turns yoar back on agood chance." Shan't bolt," asserted Jerry. "I'l go to No 'vou don't, Jerry, there's more to be done. There's a chair, sit down my SonI. lit nint L rutr Lea ts, Jerry we've .got ,aoul, and we mdust look a:vr 'em.- Listen now while I read the cript:r. then we 'H aU go ( on our knee and LI $ ray 4 Jerry at d1wn quite rerawel, \ ile Thomas coniduetedI his irst taily~ devotinn. Risin a fromt their knecy, T a a ain took Jery'Lsthe L v ,'x iti r. "-MLt lad, lit,, sn of mines goin :o he in fear o: the p llee.- They won't know me :w", said iTrry. , "You'll start Iair and qaare. T"o-oit.rrow jpru we f to the wharf and pay tor that bit of junk, and yon beg pardon and mkes rutMILL 1i tour nrorisumforegood conduct in future" Jerry looked dubious. "Them's my terms, said Thoms. I' l do it, said Jerry, and undressing went to i quilt. (irrat was~ the amazement of Mrs. Killigan, xx 1 next liv hmas mtrodueed to her his ai s. Gratwas the a mazement of the x arf i, whini the xhim n" rat came anad decendy clad, e av- for h' last -!- " .{ an ttxin: an]d prunmie amendment, Great was amazement of paser bv the stall on Union Square. to see an apprentiue under Thoma Twig bi: induted int) the mysteries of ee an Lemonade makin.. and instructed halfQ a zen times a day in speilinz-book intri- cacies; and ret greater astonishment was it to see Thomas ounce upon his boygrasphim by the collar, and shake him with great zeal, ...-- Jerry. with rolling eyes and quick gasps, sub- ", °; to On, 4 _ "+" t _iM ar, iv'3i! R fi^P ' 171 page: 114-115[View Page 114-115] rturnin.1g to his tzbtTi a Lur wa f"onhrav ~on Jerrr Lw sct r " 1 e $, . G: 4 +. a.. aF.e j $' ~t4 3°. Ea 4 4 M. M r^ ,yb4 4L j 'Lid ' 1 4 " - 1 '' 'u "! a..'- yRa , u 4 1 4- - ---S -~ 14A- 4' W4 " tz 'c M :y . -N. , -u44i.. : .. 1A c te" A - t 2: N L I z*: c~n TX u3 - IL nl:U~: " tL ~ tI-at 1;:: o th'L:2 ixe I I I I 4 a *T xtt-: L I ~ ; M ~ h n Ji ~ e h is -s h 2 n , y t z i : gwl teYA x ofI 1u-44444Ty 4 I 4 1 * -T #.T r. vM 'W- kpYf:y YS ,z .-- " w d _ - mw ''g ' 4 F 4 ^"+ 9' i._ s' P '. &. Y 3a+k s- -4 4 J411 * Aw'mY - 44 +4 R .A,'.r.4 4,Y' . i' - r a f _ '-w .- V 4 - ,ara r ea M-a iGXa '6 w _- . rt ',- ' +" k443 414' 44 444444 44 .44 :] 4 ac-i *14- 1)- a,',Ftq.-- 4:&.Aix nJ 444 r¢ k w ,,,- u - )am434cC4 ., Wp, 4 . '+ t : i a1 c 5# *ici w- ". r:; ;": s1 +F - -:x X 4$ 2 . A& , J U 4 xw - a: P ; -- J i+ 9y ' MM 4'ta 4 Y page: 116-117[View Page 116-117] What is the matter," said Thomas one evening, as he found her sitting on the door- sill, with her arms crossed on her knees, and 7 0t'h lnn ed Mrs K$i.it!n with a sigh this is a vVar wa r riud i !cky Killigan is wa-taive it. The da I urn up a Laf, an a re~wt i: 4'nru : ti t lta r an an' yisterdar mt; 2rCea i I ike a lm o7Af lead, thuEI. thalz .ve ..-so -oUd Silligan before, ine wa2 n *r rae-- "Never fxtG Th :uas, -Ta halves on the lss.§ "No xouN wo dsid Becky; the bye's a burden' - mnakinz a poor man of ve, now. The Iand - " Thomas suddenly elapsed his baud over his mtnh. W fhat's the mattr "asked MrsL. fIiuhgan "hae ye the tooth-ache. Thoma"s "No, an1 Thomas, "but I'm tryngtO stop usinz bye-words. 1 read in the Scripter, m uu ' Let your vet be yea, and your nay, nay; fit whatsoever is more than these comet of evil,' and I'm trying to live up toib but it's tough work." "I should think so!" cried Mrs. Kidiigan; what would I do couldn't I say 'Holy Peter,' or' Blessed Yirmix,' to reieve me mind a bit." Ysu:oI better by far spend your breath pravmr ,aid I Tiomra. And wtn should I prayi for?" asked Mrs. That the Lord would change your heart, and forgive your ns sad Thomas, promptly eOh hone, said the old lac, B Khgan s alsIs I een a decent body and has no great weight of Ins on her mind. It's not often I trouble the acnfessional, for 've little to confess. Burnmu up them tooa d rittils, an arm the sodv out A me ilngerbread's the worst ive done tlon% While! "Oh, pardner, said Thomas, "You'll never S: i Ti -.per , ^" -' ' ^ 4 .- IS f _i - page: 118-119[View Page 118-119] TM cn srw. A a r ~ °T _ _ rat COzg sra. get to glory at that rate ; ask the Lord to let you feel yourself the chief of sinners!" Iwon't for I am't," said' Mrs. Kiliigan T I I i.ue * j ona ady use tf) talk like man to to truir"tr* dttup to Peter that _ia n$ i-# kIlinws spoke ancK 4u a '-' his b''.. ,uU':. .+a :- aw:;;:: Wr There's :nv one natr- art . A it's the &ne th pUb an the. ;-n:tnt :hief got in at. -rv n Out lir diet.e to xmgne'-" T6-4- -- The summ nr pa-.d away-, Ti 'mas had doe a g4od wark rt :; e had been the counsellor and friend of thE D1dd famnlt : hl tna * 'memo- 118 lit wonders for Jerry Hockner; the goodma felt no self-gratuation, but he wgladto working for his Master, and longed to do yet more. ne Sunday evening, -while old Mrs. Dodd ay the window er: nin an od time hymn, an heIr -auuter-m-lax in a eCond-hand rnr-vmz -.a:r which -he ±ad manad. to par- . j trn - mhA1 T y to sleep a :ange ;aj; -ion :ipared i n the doorwa.- n urt - a t, ii rI, tL n theked 'i JJ ..La.k in. Lanin4 iL head a: 4:dirmz to hold ort hi hand, and made B-war toa a corner. rile 4 "Ge'orge, is, i you t" aid is wile. Hads lime b1y im mfe I "said the old ai , hending ttrward and IPet ring, with her wak, cleared esruh the twiiizht Y QU' been long away," said the wife, going towxar i the returned prodigal. 'x " i^ s ? r Y^ i _[Z y -4 ^ wal3r' _ . -. page: 120-121[View Page 120-121] = _ __ I was ashamed," murmured George. George, ye nearly killed the babyu!" s the old mother's shrill, quavering tones. I didn't mean to do it," said George. SYounever mean to do anything." said : younger wonan, in a despondent war. "It's the whiikeyv does it " said Geo1 ;e groaning. All tis summnr ther s Wen bread and quiet here. (iGere, but never a drtp of Jhi - key," said hi; wife. --HIeret +y r{- Loy, George, y Ubrake hi arn. ad t i m.-end right, an1d h ere i t is 2d hjejp Na nd ank," and he crippled 14r lik; "there v re t rs in the woman's Voide, but she had Zuflvr'ei too much for them to be in her eves The man, however, was or a weaker natu. hBowedl hIlishe .and sobted. WhV'iere have you hee'n? ".asked Ihis wil, impatienti v. Traveii, the country, and I've been six week sick in The poor house."- *U Mrs. Dodd groaned. -Well, George," she said, "I've eared for your mother, and your child, and my child, and I could take care of you, but I c't take care of the whiskey." SI knw vyou can't, ;sobbed George, "yet I knw III be at it azin, sure as I can see it and ct a cent. Kill me. Bridget, and put me out f the wa. I've tried to kill mysel hant Fm too much of a coward; kill me for . hate mvse f. and you hate me, and the whiskey rules me;" and he dropped on the floor moaning. Then his old mother tottered over to him, with the Only human love that did not fail the wretch, and sitting down on the floor, drew his head to her worn old breast, and mambled uch endearing words as she had soothed him with thirty years bfore. The wife stood by, catching her breath quickly, but she held in her arms the babe he had maimed, and for a while she could not speak ;nally she said, page: 122-123[View Page 122-123] T ens STALL, TU CO RSEt $ LL Get up, George, rI'l give you your supp-r, and you can go to bed."- So at last she had the babe and Maggie asleep in the trundle bed, the old lady in her cot, and George too was asleep. Then she went - softly out, and up to the attie, and knocked at the door f Thomas Twi-n. That's wanted?" said Thomas. Im in bed." " Get up and come out, Thomas for my heart is breaking," was the answer. Thomas ;ot up and tuxuhhed about with his clothes for a while, t:en came out into the entry, and found his poor neighbor sitting on the top step, gruaninz and rocking herelf to and fro as one in sharp distrss. Thomas heard poor Mrs. Dodd's story of her sorrows and fears, as the call of his Mster ordaining him to another lab.r of lve. Cheer up, neighbor.' he said, " don't -ve way ; the Lord helping us, we'll save George yet. Go to your room contented, to-morrow you must tend your stand and make George bide at home all day, and after that PIl have a plan laid out for him." Mrs. Dodd went to her room comforted. The succeeding day, as George was feeble, and aho ashamed, it was not very hard to keep hum at home. ejspealyi as Mrs. Kiigan agzree o ook harm a good dinner. " Arrah,\ Lu:tit's a pity that iver lie conie home to de.. tr all, and make a aste or himself," she if Beeky iligan was his honor the r, shure as preachin' se d rut out all n wusk- shops and cellars, an Ishe applied 2 en:ta and towel with new zeal. That aero .an Beekr anclUd-a to take an airing. anl as ;here was but one place in all e w York that she esteemed of particular interest, and that the Corner Stall on Union Square, thutner sue bent her steps. As Thomas had powerfully considered Jer- ry s case, so now le did (eor'e D ..u ; all J&P page: 124-125[View Page 124-125] 1&4nna- ~ day long it had occupied his thoughts, but as Becky drew near he stood in front of the stall, lookinganxiously about the street- "A good day's work to e ! " cried the "Yes, I have had a busy day," said Thounas; "would you mind watching the stall for a bit, pardner. "Och, no," says Mrs. Kiliigan, "but what's nnu " "1 sent Jerry off on an errant," said Thom- anxiouiv, "and it's time I was looking for him." "'Go, thin," said Beckky, taking her place with dignity behind the counter, " its not well to be trusting bye's, Tho:nas." Thomas walked along a square or two feel ing quite distressed, when, confirmation of all his fears, he saw son Jerry sitting with several raged urchins on the sidewalk, playing pitch penny, the parcel of sugar he had been sent 70C B&i Lt 125 for lying on the ground beside him; his back was toward Mr. Twigg. Instantly, without any warning, Thomas pounced upon the young renegade, and while the penny Jerry had just tossed up was yet ringing on the pavement, Jerry himself was shaking and spinning about in the strong hand of the indi :ant Thomas, like a rat in the mouth of a .aiff. Jerry's companions in evil were too much stupefied by the swiftness and violence of Thomas Twigg's descent to do more than sit and stare, open mouthed. at his proceedings. ' Where is your change ?" said Thomas, hiding his ward at arms length. Jerry point- d to the han ul of coppers on the sidewalk, gasping. Thomas stooped and sorted out five pennies. "Are these what you had?" he asked. Jerry choked and nodded. Thomas picked up the sugar, and bidding Jerry "walk on, they proceeded to the Corner Stall; by the time so r. F , page: 126-127[View Page 126-127] they reached there Jerry was somewhat re- vived after being " come down on," and Thomas bade him make some lemonade. "Jerry makes good iimnmonad," said Becky, sipping some. "Did he bring von the change, Thomas?" and she eyed Jerry, sharply. Here it is' said Thomas, putting the cents in the moneyc drawer- - ;l al4i alon2." saidtBeky. -iWaat can -I do for yrn Thomas ' You mi.h: stop and speak for more zadv for toi-m or the tray's about Aut, &said Thomas hA now Thomas was left alone with Jerry. Jerry. my sn. said Th.mxs. gravely, v. flu , 41 sa' V-- l 1 "you're fell away -bd" Jerry lo k down 1fand rubbed i eves with his list . " Y ou've fLl a;av in diverse wars, Jerry. continued TAona; ; "you've disobeyed, thatX one, you've tbeen gamnbiing, tiiats two, you've took my money, that's three. U I didn't g for to keep it," cried Jerry, I knew I'd win more, and, certain true, I was goin' to bring back yourn.7' " How did you know you'd win more?" asked Thomas. aI allus does,' said Jerry. Tfen von eheas," said Thomas, decidedly. - w. Jerry, who saw. yon when you fell You di?, whimpered Jerry. Who elsV? Godi did." whisperedI Jerry. Yes, my son, VoU've sinned again the Lord. Lay -that to heart. Stand up here, Jerry, ile I deal out a Scripter for you to learn. -My sau, it sinners entice thee consent than n* t.'" When Jerry had learned this, Thomas sNow I shan't talk to you any more, Jurrv, but von goU to thinking of your sins, and z)\ your mind- so when I asks the Lord to forgive vou to-night, wd'*1 both mean it? p page: 128-129[View Page 128-129] That night, when Jerry and Thomas were at home and ready for devotions, what an earnest,'soulfull prayer the good man put Up for the erring boy; that prayer, following such a train of kindnesses, and such conscientious coming down on sin, Jerry never forgot- he recognized that higher power from whence all goodness flows, and Jerry's progress was there- after from race to grace. CHAPTER V. THOMAS TVIGG IN TROUBLE. j H~tIEN Jerry had gone to bed after lh failin; away in tlw matter of t't up." Is ad1opted father went 'a to Mfr'. 1ls rom. The old laI lld he chIdr'n wcrte in hed, ut George and hi ife wetre waiting hr Th.mas. Mrs. Ddd rcked1 in her little chair, sizhing now and thcn a if in despair .f any thigin, while George had bowed his he ad on the window sill, evidently even more dejected than his wife. Well, George,' said Thomas, in his usual iT r to Is I I., :. , _" ._ ; page: 130-131[View Page 130-131] c coam STLL =cott STALL. blithe way, "we're going to see what can be man; here's Tour wife such done for you, ymaO Si hand alminess that she's taken the 'standwAy from you. Le Georc "I never can "Let her, r.anet eo e do anything, whskeS t the upper hands of me, von know it..r. Twcz SCome, come,"4 aid Thomna', br ly, " you ,wtt wlet.whi4;o wh4o You out of buines ; stand up asairt t an Jc IG re I've sail I 4vold t I\tii hunli ~t 4tms ped4 ait h na II Bridcet, there, bat juot et me et the ah or the smel o f it, anl E m don fr- Sonwhody says c eme, treat or, comt-e Il treat yQou; 1- s all n th and I v ;tright on. leave th stll pe, h the end of it. I hal saha ini' arnd agod chance, -and it all goes ior nothing." h s knew all this before George told Ti0Umsgm him: theya had none heard of an inebriate asylum. If Mr. Allston had been in town he might have mentioned such a refuge to Thomas; as it was, the pier-man had to manage all his ownl wva. Wht's to be done for you, GeorgeW" he N ot~i 'ng aml (eorce, mnoodiiy; "if some- ibodiy was at hand always. to knock the glass out nmw fin s. or knock me down. I mijt. standI a chance. dmself ready to d ot:h sai Tihomat with a grimn smile. II come down ny. e I do on Jerry, and ftch von right p to the .mark." Geor Ie Ahok his head. "You can't," he said; wih I was a boy again, so you could ; but now I'm bent on going to ruin ; there's deny' to tempt, and none to save. "Don't go to ruin, George; piped a shrill voice from the bed.. "What 'II Pappy Dodd say if you do?" 130 / 131 9 .. _. - r page: 132-133[View Page 132-133] Tint. :.-LL "Never fear," said Thomas; "George is going to do better now. George, here's my ~,. inconstable Tswigg. I takes you in carge. - Where I goes von goes ; vou do business long side o' 'me. We goes and comes. I looks after you, George, till you van stand a zlass of whikeyv right under your nose, and not want it. -he said George. Wish it would. I am a ruined man, Mr. Twiz, all - . along of wmisike'. ", George," implored the hitherto silent wife; do. what Mr. Twicz sav ; see what ho's done for Jerr. " TIll do it, lbut it wou': do any g.od," saidl George. "Well. Georzr. von iitry and Ut try ; an we'll leave the ret to the Lord," said Thoma, cheerily. Let your wife keep the stand ,o the wharf; she can make a living there, an you can't. Old Polly Kepple has got a strike, I, and went to the hospital, an' there's nobody on the square selling tape, needles, shoe gs, soap and suth like. You get a basket and a stook, and nail together a little awning to stick up to the fence, and you sets up in a new bud- ness rizht lonz side of me." "0. Mr. Twig, that's a good offer, but I ha t a red cnt to set up with." WelL George," continued Thomas, with the air of one resolved to carr through what he nronosed, to a happy completion, -" I'll lend you twelve dollars to start like a man, and v4I1 pay me ack twenty-five cents er- err week f£r a rear out of your profits. That w ill be my money and a good interest on it." "I'l get whiskey spreeing, and make no rorit,' groaned George. No you won't, said Thomas, "'and if pm do, why, Il take in all your stock to sect re myself." g - George, do it," cried his wife. page: 134-135[View Page 134-135] ":Il do itsMr. Twigg, and I hope you'll hold on to me pretty tight ; hut when I do go wrong, you know I warned you a-head of time." It's time we went'to bedj said Thomas, "but before we does, just kneel down here. and we'll Lay out our plans before the Lord, and asksa blessin. They all knelt, and when the pntyer was ended, a tremulous "Amen. came from the old lady as she lay in her bed. The next morning Thomas left his stall in charge of the p nitnt ant thoruughlv subdued Jerry, and taking Georz who had aeccompa- nied him from N. £7.: le bout a second hand Stotl, a Lrze basket, a goofd assortmet t of small wares. a little frame covered witil canvas to fasten against the fence, to shelter him from the sun or rain. Thus he set up George in busines a few feet from himself. Providing the new merchant with fifty cents E: I 'a 'itt --- - in coin to make change with, oma also gave him a knife, a piece of wood, and a square of sand-paper, saying, "San gets idle folks in mischief; so, while you're waiting for customers, you 'whittle out picks and rings and reels, any traps you can, and mind vou takes my Bible and reads a chapter twice a day; that' the Street Anehor. man, to tie yoar oad resoutions to. That's the Looking (ilas, holds up all one's own meanness; that's the Treasure house, tells all we can get for the asking; that's the Gide Book to Glory, ,George, mind vou reads it? Besides teaching Jerry to read and to make lemonade, coffee and sandwiches, and sending him ;on errands. Thomas now sent him each niorning, to a Confectioner in a small way, to learn how to make taffy, cornballs, peanut candy and mint sticks. "You'll have a shop of your own, Jerry, one day," Thomas would say encouragingly. Thomas meant to send page: 136-137[View Page 136-137] Jerry to night school as soon as it opened, and to find some way of learning to write and cipher himself. Suddenly it occurred to him that George Dodd could be their private in- structor in these arts, and forthwith they began at once. Thomas faithfully kept George in his sight, going to and fro between LUnin Square and No. 27. How often -George strove to hldt, into some groger. and just as often Thomas dragged him along hy main strenzti At times, when the thirst was furious, patient Thomas would furnish a pail full of coffee, and lock the demented Gegorge ito his own private attic, while himself slept on the entry floor. Georze's wife blessed Thomas, and took what courage she could, though her maimed, miser- able child was a sad sight to a mother. Often on Union Square such scenes as this were enacted. "What ails you, George1? You look like running away ; what are you uneasy after?" I "Oh, whiskey, Thomas, just one taste, or I'll die. don't hold me; I'll knock, do" Imuss nave t ; MI- 'm going for it, you down if you I m the tougher man, George, and you'l go down first. Come on -Eth me." "I'm going after whiskevy if it kills"me. "Come along," said Thomas, seizing the arm of George. and taking a cup as they passed the stall, he led him to the hydrant "Have a drink, George?" Noft water, whiker.. Drink, I tell vou.' I can't. I hate water. Im raging thirsty Thomas tilled the cup, and taking George s hand, and feehig his forehead said "Yon ain't overly hot, water won't hurt you, drink," and he pushed the cup to George's lips-George drank. "Another;" that went too. "I've had enough," said George. page: 138-139[View Page 138-139] "Drink more," said Thomas, the inexorable. George was growing meeker, he denied the Cup again. Another, and you'll be like a lamb," said Thomas. Im chock full,"' said Georze, yet took the "fRere's more." said Thomas. "0, I'll burst," zroaned Georze- Do you want whiskey now ? " asked DK- tor Twigg. No, nor nothminz -ese to drink. I'm ful to the teeth." Thus azain and again did Tihomas conquter George's toe. " For it stands to reason." said Thomas. "-that George won't crave whisrkey when he's full of water. Never did Thomas' faithful watching fail or grow weary, and yet that Evil One who was playing with IhiM for the stake of this so u sometimes very nearly snatched away tie - co a san.. 18 prize. As for instance, whea one day, one of George's bad days it was, as they came home arm in arm, Thomas stopped to help a child that had fallen down, and George seizing the brlrortUnity bolted down Jug Alley, and into a dram shop; at once Thomas was after lim, and neither too soo ntr too late, he gra-pedi him just as the reeking glass was at in site of the struggles of the :ntrzuated Gerge;, and the oaths and exposta- atis of the rumsellers and his hangers on, ise iragged him to a piaee of saiety. I Confess "said ThoImas to Mrs. Kiligan, that ennig " that tile ncae George do look mt dubsersotsme. I wouldn't worrit myself about the rap- scailion." said Mr1. KillcGan ; "you ain't his kper. That's just what Cain said," replied Thot i- a shaking his head. -but the Lord made it out to hin right air and square, that he was It page: 140-141[View Page 140-141] pna I'll do my duty, pardner, and let the Lord take care of the rest" Miss Stuyvesant came back, and was soon at the Corner Stall, and No. Q7. Little Mary at once gave her friend Maggie suftient clothing to go to school looking decent, and promised Mrs. Killigan a trifle a week for looking in on the old woman and the baby now ad then." "-How are you, Mrs. Killigan?" asked Laura. "Och, bonney, I'm the same woman I was bast spring,' was th" reply. "1 hoped you would be a new woman by this time "said Miss Laura. I prayed the Lord to ehanze yon. " VWel, He ain't " said the obstinate Mrs. Killigan. "Then I must pray harder," said Miss Law. ra, calmly. "Indeed, miss, I hope you had a pleaMsnt time the summer ; you desarve it," said Mrs-. Xilligan, touched. ST t * Tan you, said Miss Lamr, i've en- joyed it very much." The case of Jerry greatly dighted Miss Laura and Mr. Allston, and they at once took great interest in Geurze. Mrs. Stuyvesant and Mary promised to patronize his basket, and gtve him a Bible and Hymn Book, and made him promise to go to church with his wife. The old lady revived a httle, as things grew better, and spoke less dolefully of 'Pappy The rush down Jug Alley after George, stirred Thomnas' heart with pity for the wretch-. ed inhabitants of that quarter. He saw them traded, miserable and friendless, and he nged.,to earrv 'h igh of God's word to ii. muine their darkness, and to tell them of the Friend of sinners. As Mrs. Kiligan had grown quite restive under what she appeared to consider the infiction o hearing the Bible remd, Thomas concluded to take Jerry, his B _ _ ;' r 'Y fl ^ .L i w rr U 4 v + =; ' " ,s. ..... Mw XNkKYR VYM1 ' :ffi' ' ^'i_ fie{ t page: 142-143[View Page 142-143] ie, and a few picture ards and te, and o into the Alley, after Sanday school, and taking possession of the door-step, read and talk, and nay-be pray with whuver would listen to him. Once, twice, Thomas did this, several women, some half-grown children, and a man or two were his auditors, lis:tning more from curiosity than any better moiwe. But all unconseiou lv Thomas hal fierce enemies in Jug Alicy. They called him " Methodist Parson, and many other names, and spoke to each thiler of - t witing his neck," c racking is head," and -brain- ing - him. That Thomas was tryng to rescue George frgma bondage tz whiskey was anp Un- pardotia~e uJmnee; the Alley had its code of laws, and its tut-ive Slave Law against all helping the bandsmen of whiskey to treedomn. The grugzery keeper. frm whom Thoma% hads carried off George, was partieularly loud andl violent against our pie-man, and the third I Sabbath, when Thomas, with Jerry at his side, was sitting on the front steps of a Jug Alley domicile, and talking in his ourn enaint way about lost men and their Redeemer, Paddy McClure had his wildest followers gathered in his low groggery, while himself stood treat in strychnine whiskey. Yet a little while and Paddy McClure, and his so called triends, came roaring and gesticulating about and Jerry, upsetting the children, rou2..vyipumhingz the women, and swearing.and thr ate.ing a: a Pearfu t. rte Stones were th rowni. a door cera hed in, tme windlows were broken : a1 while TiimaS, dholdin fst to Jerry trid to parley or escape, louder rose the yellS, - hild the b'ye Pour whiskev down the :hrats or 'em: Clear ou the hiri- tics : Give u their Bible. man, we'll bile the kettle tour hot p Winch wid it." And while one party tore off Thuas coat and hat, another dragcd off Jerry, and served him in the same manner. 71 o. _ ; .. page: 144-145[View Page 144-145] The echoesfthisc" r the Police, and two or three blue coats ctain& tc the rescue. Thomas, seeing entreaty and ex-. potltion vain, was raianthy defending him- self, and as the rumorof the ajpruach of the "Stars" Came about, Paddy Me~ure yelled "finish the hiritiei and the men about thomas, wh a Ifew parting Llows, Ieft him almost senseless on the pavement. With that keen direction tha: characterizes the modern police, the real rioters Were puiery allwed to make ;a whie. Jerry wh,, wit a brui d arm and bieedu~snr w i ,was. struglng 'vit tOrm entor ai fi bleeding tEwe andi Trained arm, was lv 1n r te pavemnt'i were arrewzedI a-' di~turLbers oJ' the public pseae-, and charged with ritiig aud drunkennes%, were hurried off to the $tati s House and Bee up-. Jerry bvege to be put with Ar. T igg sceued i getting a pail of water where- jin to tba their wounds. A doleful ending . this to the bUessed Lord's day. "Thank the Lord you're here. Jerry, my son," said poor Thomas, faintly, "and not to he led away with them bad ones. ' "Oh, o &' blubbered Jerry, "we're in jail, and all our decent close is torn, and there amt noboy to mind the st:alL nor Mr. Dodd." ItNevr mind all that." said Thomas, who, very aint and fUll of pain, was lying down. S The Lord can take care of all'that." But we're in jail,' ybbd Jerry. -"Wei. sonnv. when we're wrongfully ae- eused we must take it patiently, replied Thouma ; "jt in:think how many wrong thing our Lord and Ma:er wvas 'eusel of." O-o--o-' moaned Jerry, "a jail's such an awful bad place to be, o-o-o-o. "Come, come. sonnur said Thomas "Paul and Silas in prison sang and gave thanks and so can we. A jail wa'n't too bad a place for I4 e R m page: 146-147[View Page 146-147] ma mn nw r an angel to go to, to see Peter, and John and Peter went to prison a time or two. What wasn't too had for them ain't to be grumbled at by as; cheer up, Jerry, me boy, the Lord will make it all go together for good ret." There was a long silence.- Jerry watched Thomas, and saw that he was in a deep rCer, o a neI tht was not paijnfu±. "Don'lt you feel bad at all?" he said. " cir 1.QerY. repned Tmmnas, - I feel like David did in the Valley. I will fear no evil fr Thou art with me. ThyA rod and ty staff they comfort me. SRut.? sait errv, -suppose we gets Zent up to-morrow stid of bein let go. That won't be," said Thomas, decidedly, "for the Bible says ie shall bringr forth thy judgment as light and thy righteousness like noonday,' or words to that effect, son Jerry." "But the perlice don't know nothin' 'but you," persisted Jerry- 14$ Jr47 "Th i Lord do," said Thoa;" and the Lord knows the magistrates, and has their hearts in his hand to turn where he will; don't you fret, Jerry; we're in prison, 'tis true, hut hles the Lord, he ain't ashamed to come to prison 'iong with us, and He says 'all thing hll work together for good to them that love the Lojrd;' and I know I do. Now, Jerry, vo ugive Ut the Commandments. I want to M#ee :haz vou ain' oro them since last Sun- day." Meaunte the new of Thomas' ignobe cap- ture "as :riumphatcyreported b Juz Alley, and 4Ju: Aiyvs vron of the atfuir sPeedily rach te tars of Mrs. Kiicn. The dame qui tted t prCeiv the rights el the matter a: once. She rushed into Mrs. Dods.-room,her best cap-s:rirg fimg and her Sunday calico rustling in high indignation, and her tongue pouring forth a torrent of bh a.%rat, without let or hindrance ,Y ti.= i r F \! Y- page: 148-149[View Page 148-149] 40 illa ~-nw~flStLL . Have ye heard the news of our Thomas? dSe cried. Here's Ju Alte be l and mauninz hun and th an then gets tem taenr up r iotn Bad t xwrv mother son ue Sur t as nice a man as Iaer trttr has molntev Li up a: rr.2r~ at~ Sa I a tuuse mar neX sapleen, 11hat t~ 8 nor wa. La em m t:e auu U Srra :a d tht Thouta hk.nam ;u ov : uKn * a: took to loukini' uit fir o her filkN us. It yer taul: Gieerg D d;i arn' 'e has Set foiks azn Thaa ant ht glowerim aKn uaki.' :radr t: run to Jut2AP for whiskey-, to bV a baqe wid, after im tha:%s gone can no moirc zuard ye After this tiradto M1ri Kimfbn 'topiwed for breath, and her feartui eitnas about George """ fn~~~ rasriek of dimay fromn Mag- TE oa STAL-- I k L V 149 r gie,and a groan Mrs. To4d the ou r, while the "old woman'" broke forth in this wise : --"O, it's sin to wish Pappy Dodd out ofm or; but pears like he could do some- thinz for Thomas if he were here ; and what'lI he say to George ? Oh. dear, Pappy Dodd was such a main hand - but' suddenly break- nz off her lamentation, seein' Pappy Dodd's cone where we can't get no good ohim, there's the Lord can -lork after Mr. Twigg, caa t he? I dnt know, sail the unrighteous Mrs. KUIan, Lu: there's Geo-r;, arah, he's . zgad ot the throube and will run for Paddy McClure that did the wicked trn for Thomas bad cess to hiun I won':, said George, stoutly, "less I g to knock his hea!i Ju Allev's abused Mr Twizz, Illnever utn a- mf oot-th1ere again, Mrs. ith an." wishJu" A!Ig'v was burrntsaid"Mrs. K iW-hiu UiLr °SS4' '_ x page: 150-151[View Page 150-151] Tir CflgSTALL. twat can We do for Th irs. DodJ, reieved of -xe a , i staring 'Ole Mt anCetS aout (heorge's What ThaT! W d ure ed George.as de "0Oeh1" said 31t . ,.l an"ibuh and k- Adra, shallnot e deerte, aly, al asbsies s ft tit tu k Stall eh I u- the Coirner IN- rr t o ri s e T h e n - r u s she said .. tir.iderat4 i v and n. : ur - s r t r ai t ri ti Airm Atup o- him a bo-ut Thom.. and ihi 1 nd up tuqn# and See J-ustice d900 Georg anJ once k 1. _"., . aril Ii Geur. ~ t- c ~hat and old ia! a re41~s into his quit coL: (4*:tnk -j aj r- K~ t for thalt "a ealdn 1k w t-ar- ark -h- Georger returnd he had missed Mr. Allston, and then followed him to church, and at last had seen him and obtained his promise to look after Mr. Twigg, early in the morning. Mrs. Killigan regarded George suspicious- lv. Is it the thruth y're telliu, se said; SonicM a near e. and let me see if vevve been at the drink. .Arrahbiut I b-lieve ve've been dU' the riht thin: had luck to the day Thom" a .T wU: o ot into throube; it' Becky .K i:awi.lave n" rest till s out ain- 34 u n had growxn dark in the little I w ' T g \ wLre Ti mafland 4JerryV were loced up. Jerry, boy ," said Tihomas,- we'l say our ran get to leep, to Cee if my head will quIt aching. That is a fine thought, Jerry. -the eet of the Lord are in every lace.' Anw what a text that was this morn- ing, Jerry - The Lord shal deliver me from every evil and bring inc into his 1eaveIely Kingdom. ' ip °fxi page: 152-153[View Page 152-153] 159 Now Jerry had in himself so much of the "old leaven," that he was not duly Comforted by Thomas' quotations, but now. his gathered wrath broke forth as he exclaimed, "Well, hope old McClure and his bummers will never get there, 1 d1: ll's knocked and kicked me a grst of times, the old wretch Don't I wish his rascaiyx grrog shop, wo uld burn, downi on his head, and :hey all break their latefid old legs and........ Jerry, Jerry '" cried Thomas, hold up, while I deal von our a verse ----- - Lay aide al M a liee. al guile, and y poersies, and env msi and all evil SpeaJking.' £Larn tha JWrry, and then mind it.? lo F t C' tRl OUT OF DARKNESS. y the next morning, and found themseve locked up in the Sta- tnin Ilouw. instead of being in their snug attic all rady for a btrt to teie Corner Stall, Jerry brIke ;orth into renewed lamentations, bt Thomas. after a moments thought, said, Here's a verse fr your comfort, son Jerry; My soul is escaped as a bird out of the snare of the owe, he narei ena escaped.' The Lord's done higcr things fo' rhmas Twg than to get him out of thi Station House." nfl CHAPTER VI. 77 x F m i a dip page: 154-155[View Page 154-155] 154HEmC All this did not console poor Jerry, and Thomas said, " Come, son, we'll have wor- ship, to cheer us up a bit." Jerry listened while Mr. Twig read'a chapter, and then both knelt while the worthy man prayed ; but it came to pass that Thomas was much more exercise.I about other people than about himself. and his supplications were chiefly for forgiveness for McClure & Co., and for protection for Geory Dodd. Jerry rose from his knees quite dissatisfied, and began to complain in this fashion "say you paint hardly said one word 'bout Us. You spent all the time taikin' bout Paddy- McClure an' Geor-re Dodd." "Well, son Jerry, don't you care for them".. " 1es care more for us. Why didn't you tell the Lord what sort of fis we d got int? " Whyi. Jerrv -the TLord1 knows i.Srig.r I 4 I - LN ter says *He knows what things ye have need of before ye ask Him'_ "Wtat's the use of prayin' then?" says Jerry. "Because, son Jerry, it's the Lord's ap- pointed means of getting blessin's." - Ten," says Jerry, briskly, "why don't yon axen what Von wants? " Well, Jerry," said Thomas, "I'm sorry yudon't like my prayer mostly 'eause the promise is to two or three that are agreed. IHtwsomever, Jerry me boy, I hopes the Lord wiLl be better to us nor all our fears, and that e li d for us over and above what we cn or think." i e dn :," said Jerry, with a sniffle, he won't do much for us this time. Thomas took refuge in the little Bible that, havin: been in Jerry's trousers pocket, had not been C4niieadby ,. 1 Ju Ally ritters. page: 156-157[View Page 156-157] the window as possible, for his sight was dim, and his spectacles had been destroyed the day bfore, when he cried out joyfully, "Come here, Jerry, and let me deal ou out a Scripter that just comes pat to what you've been faulting me for -. And the Lord turned again the captivity of Job, when he prayed for his friends.t There, don't that hit your case extactl, Jerry ? Now mind my words, Jerry, the Lord's guing to bring light out of darkness for us, or I'm mucdy mis- taken." The hour for the appearance in court of Thomas Twig; and Jerry Ilockney, charged with assault and battery, and rioting, speedily arrived. The two had washed as well as they could, and combed their heads with Thouas' wooden pocket comb, but despite this care they had certainly a very disreptable appearance. Neithr had a coat, their shirts were torn and 15t a e r .T SST. i 1aTM'k spotted with blood, their trousers were well da hed with the black slime of Jug Alley, and their black eyes and swollen faces made them hook like a wretctkd pair of prize fighters Public sentiment was evidently against them. Anler the uffences of tie two prisoners had b rapid1y inflicted, and the uproarious character of Jug Allev adverted to, ax4 the necessity of -xmakin an example," or that. quarter set forth.- in ans er to a question ad- dresed to TEomas, our friend r plied:- N.your 1h mr. I've asked n counseL but oifthe Lord ; and the Lord' couwsel is to tell tetru:n. s:raigzht to the pint. IEve never lived in Jug Alk-v.y your honor, and I don't jusly know a I've ken there more than a time or two. I goes t1ere. your honor, to read a bit of Scripiter, and to give a little goo ad- vi..int to a tet of iost iuner , your honor, that I jaindv ee was a living' without God, and without hope in the world, which I leave -S ;,,, .T_. ': page: 158-159[View Page 158-159] TEE CORNER StAL1 to your.honor is a bad case for anymanto be "His Honor'" winced, and a broad smile, passed over the faces of -those gathered in the court "But how did you get into such a row?" was the next query. lour honor, the natral heart is agin the Lords work. Tve no doubt but that the Evil One led en those Jug Alley folk to set agin me and the boy. The boy, your honor, is my adopted son, and I am hoping to make a decent sugar-baker of bim. I account for the fight' thusdy :- twat I'm dead seteagir whiskey, and they're dead et for it; an 1- they pitched. into me pretty Lvely. your honor, and I didn't fight no more than I cotul possibly h , not consid- eri' tig tin is a Christian work for Sunday nor any other day. Have youl any blv to vouch for the truth of thee statements?" asked "His honor," who was quite taken with Thomas's oddities. r vedone an honest business in thi city, sir, kbr near fifty year. For five year .'ve a Corner Stall on Union Square, sir, and I 2:1 think pretty nigh every body knew 1huas Twigg, and would say a good word Sr Iim. hoWs, your honor. that mosly we a 1 a: much account a we th ink wei." Tie smile lthat was Qing about deerned ie a laugh in some case, ; and just here ;cared a friend in need, who turned the scals f justice fairly in favor of Thomas T vig. Mr. Aliston came upon the scene, and s on Uhowed Thomas to be a victim d iereCUtioni a good man abused for doing goo, and the .cases of Georze Dodd and Jerry beinz menio ned, Thomas was honorably dis- missed from custody. His honor highly corn- mened him for his benevolence, and remark- ing that in making decent men out of George and Jerry, Thomas was doing ,good service for the commonwealth of New York. I A-,777777-- Tim .1 ,,,=A .... - ' "' page: 160-161[View Page 160-161] #TU VeRER STLL Sympathizing with Thomas's mortification at his unseemly appearance. Mr. Allton pro. cured a hack and took him back to No. 27. Mrs. Kileigan, George and Mrs. Dodd had gune to business, but Thoai aon Succeeded in making himself and Jerry coitrtable with bath, Itod and clean clothes. Mr. Ailston bought a lotion for their wounds and bruises, and then went home promuiwiwg them a visi-- from Miss Stuyvesant. The misrtunes of Thomas TwXi worked for the uphuildin: of the strength of George Dodd ; he wa: of leading strznzs. he could go after whiskey if le would, but all at once he was resolute against it. That king whiskey; should make a bea t f Gieorze was one thing, but that it shuuhl make a martyr ot Thomafl Twigg was quite anther. Now that Thomas was in trouble, Gere woUld not make mat- ters worse by proving recreant himself. In a few days Thomas and Jerry were back at their business. Thomas had replaced their Sunday coats, and Becky Killigan was busy baking for the stall, and making new shirts to supply the ones destroyed by Jug Alley. The matter of the uproar in the Alley had not been allowed to drop, some attention bad been turned to the place, and to the perform- anees of its denizens; and the result was that Paddy McClure and his two most sigorons supporter; were arrested and sentenced each to s months in the penitentiary, the McClure r rv was tiloed, rent xva duei. and the Clure taily were turned into the street, The 5ther families were quite destitute. Pad dy and hij friends had made matter' -worse by reis:inc :h-ir arrest. amli knvvhin: dTown one of the emeers who made it. Al! tis did Jerry report: t' Thoma, with triumphant look and voice, on returning to the stal trom the hunmbe establishment where he had been to learn the hih arts of making taffy and mint stiek. __. - w00 i1L lull. Irsr lam page: 162-163[View Page 162-163] YAte "Now, Jerry," said Thomas, "here's what I want you to take notice to. Just look how Scripter comes true. 'The wicked shall be taken in his own pit - His violent dealings shall come down on his own pate. I'm glad of it," said Jerry. " Now, Jerry," said Thomas, " don't rejoice over them that fall. Mind vou don't do it, Jerry,. or you'll get into trouble. having said this, Thomas bad derry mind the stall and not Iegiect CUstomCS. and put- ting on his knit jacket. Thomas went as fast as possible to Jug Alley. Not surely to triumph over the fallen - no, he went to help the helip less and cheer the unhappy, He got Mrs. McClure, her children and her mali lot t furniture, into a room near No. 2T, and tave her such good advice and encouragement that, lxking forward to °ix :months' freedom from whiskey tyranny, he made everything about her as (ican as possible. and went out for some work whereby she Might buy bread for her ( u;n £uuilv. Not less did our friend Thomas do for the other women, happily relieved of their drunken husbands, and having finished hii wOrk for them, by asking Miss Stuyvesant to k after them a little, he slept that night with a quiet heart. Good deeds as these did not go unrewarded. Jug Alley was amazed at this new method ut revenue. Thomas. from being hated and desired. was hated as their patron saiut, and nabazh afternoon a delegation, composed o a raged woman, a ragged baby, and two. ragged btys,waited upon him at No. :., re- questng that he would "come baa and read the bok and give them a bit of a peachment; suure wasn't vthe all wlli to hear him. o on those very sttps whence a fortnight before he had been so ignomniously expelled, stood Thomas, with Jerry at his side, Thomas, with his new Bible in his hand. and his heart glowMg with new love and -ta,. and t...enmg in a 4 : , - _. r - page: 164-165[View Page 164-165] isown earnest, queer, simple way, "just the thing they wanted to know." So for Thomas the light had coe ut of the darkness But for other than Thomas, light came out of darkness. Becky Killigan was one of those in "gross darkness upon whom light did shine. Shining, it revealed so much of irrate corruption, as made Becky first angry. and then unlappy, and 2ettin desperate nuder the smarting of the wounds of sin. she set to work to heal them herself. But One Good Ihv- cian, with th true Bah of Gilea. can heal - the si-sick soul. Becky Killian. setting up for a spiritual quack, and calling th;er spiritual quacks to her aid, Only made matrs worse. On the evening of a stormy tail dar. Thom. as closed up his stall earlier than usual, and goin home, Jerry ;as wo n s sound asleep, while Thomas sat hr his stand reading his beloved Biibie. A slow step came all along the stairs, and there was a knock at the door "come in, said Mr. Twigg, and Mrs. Kiligan entered. Thomas handed her the fine yellow chair and closed his book, saying, "Well, prdner, do you want to settle accounts, or count over the money . Och, no it's. not-the money that threubles me V said Mrs. Kidigan, with a deep sigh. have you had bad luck with yor bak.- Sa akied Thomas. "Faith. I haven't, it's all goand she si hed again. Have ou lost -anythig ?" I have. an I haven't," said Mrs. Kiligan. "Are von siek ? persisted Thomas. Och, hone, but I am." Why do..'t you go see the doctor, pard- ner "lowly Virzin don't I know it's a sick- ness none or 'em all can cure. Why, pardner" cried Thomas, now real- ly alarmed. "Is it consumption, or mebby its of the heart." .; 4 , s M 8 , ,a : it - a =+ i _~ '1 i :4 - ' = ,,++° _ ' a^.,. 'Cir ; page: 166-167[View Page 166-167] 1.1 coas0a SA 167 "Troth, but you've hit it now. Thoia" "But the doctor could help you, pardner or mebb vo are deceiving yourself; -o see the doctor, pardner." ' The doctor i: it:.' cried Mrs. Killign, angrily, and what will the doctor do for me! What can I teE him over an' above that I fe sick over the war' Thomas Twi2.. and Mis Stuves.1.ant ra an i alkd anl prayed over me. tti aLl t comfTr,"t isclean ar out of me li. at. I :t Thnmas, and sorra the dayv he sayvse the d eb r Thomas; dronpi'd i ihead for m-rv shame. lie i= prye I r Mrs. JKm'a this mani months, a::. yI Low of heart to uind c- stand the- b?-:mnn Af t:e :acious answmc lit Ia pryed I: was, it wa,. lih e had ezp'ck d :Uais reply he took hiinself severely to :ask. II w 'asily he had becon discour- aged, Lai harted4 over Becky's resistance to the truth ;he had fadlen into a mere sform of prayer for hers It is truly wonderful what a very small amount of faith can be sifted out cf all the prayers that are uttered. No won- tr dnt so often they go no higher than our leads. Faithless prayers have leen among the clogs of the church, from its earliest age. Thomas was so long sent, that Mrs. Kill- pan aid hiarflv, Ii dbe goinz back agi; it's Lul ye care for -the trouble v-ve made me, Lid luck to you." )h. pardoer cried Thomas, - In too gad. a1:. too ashamed to know what to say. An you ought to be ashamed; a man that a disturbed :e peace and quiet of a well- de in' wo man like Becky iliiean. (Oh. pardner, it's the best thing that ever happened " yoAu to be anxious and troubled or y our peace was just like floati -easy along iii a little boat, bound to zo over a bi; fall and destroy vou. It is the work of God's spirit that disturbs you, pardner; and not the work of Thomas Twig;. And there's but one way for yon to gtit ato d, s UreSa pace- -Y V. a"i6 t , -a~*Iur Ull, 1 01 . page: 168-169[View Page 168-169] -H - F" ttLL.m 16 in ciltii&si irat "And what may that be?" demanded Mrs. Killigan. "Shure, Eve tried fifty and none would do. Did n't I try to drive thorn dol. drums away for weeks, and they wouldn't he drK Didn't I mark my ways, and they never to do a wrong thing, hut be as innocent as a new born babe, andit wouldn't do at all at all. And then didn't I go to the praste, and he said do penance ;. and I did it ? Share it was ila ~ .T .' r ~4$ t e amtw 4 ue IIL maUI t do) it. ien 1i confessed, an I got absolution. Shure, says he, your sins are all done away cane ; but I knew in me heart they wasn't, fur I felt em like a red hot burden weighin' down me souL Then, Thomas, I paid out me money, and if I paid one dollar I paid ten, Lthough each one came like me heart's bood, and sorra a hit of good did it do me. "No," said Thonnas, eagerly, "and the priest deceived you when he .said it would; doesn't the Bible say itself, 'Thy money peTnsh with thee, because thou thoughtest the gift of God might be purchased with money!" T"3. !D ;F at.z zmu S a arnto fl "and clean in the face of it he tell't me to buy me pardon! Out on him for a rapscallion ; is me money clean thrown away ?" Indee it is, and if vn'd~ spent ahudd it had been all the same." "L flut I'd spent a 1hundredAyes andi Auv LtFUi. 2xILIS j in a 4L .1ti .4 v- an. hundred, which is just al! I hare, to zet aisy!" kIt wuld have dIone no rod pardner; it is not mnney.r but lood that takes away sin. Ti:ank tlhe : d Lord, I've got peace and I ever paid a penny for it it was a free gift bought with the blood of 1te Lord Jesus c h .o d e u h o n e ," z r o a n e d M r s. K illig a n , r o k - to and fro. was hver a woman that un fort'nit as Becky Killigan. The work and the sorrow and the time ndtl ihn throuhl' that fve spent and all fr nothing 1 ; r 7144++,f,,as 1 ;, ; _ ; .. °=s r .r£ K_ -_ .; + _ _ u..+1 ...}- -"-"- ---nv.nrl.. -rte M+ -C e +.vy, 1 R' Y m' - . ' .,f f page: 170-171[View Page 170-171] 1M 0, STALL tUEcora TAL.171 "The Bible tells of just such a case," said Thomas; "you listen and Il deal it out from me mind. A poor woman was sorely sick, and k suffered a tmearA snt alshe had on doctorin', and was nothing made better but only zrew worse." aidi, its just me own ease intirei! cried Mrs. Killan; and did she iver get help ? "' " es. she found a Phwirian at last who Cured her. " Truth :and whIpbat di hIe charge ?'' aked the bniihted IMr~. Kii an - an ai Thas, - it was the Lord Jesus, an he cured her and bid her go in peaw. hen po Mrs. Kilig an, here in the nine teenth century. :ook up the ery that Job lifted when the world 'as voung, " ), that I knew where I fih: find hin ' and Thomas straitty- responded, Hie i not far from every one of / as;" and in his own plain, heart-taught and heart-touching way, he preached to her-Jesus. 'rk, ntdx Mn Killiaan- rt hold of one glorious truth, the willing power of Jesus ; to that fact she clung. No longer rebelling aainst 1earmI the word, she sought intruc- turn rcontnuiV - UnIr heclear shining of the Truth, the tt p s :r gtii and the black niht ofS oh- sanaCy cicaredI awayx , an1 at 1at she, te3Uld up that ter .aying f Jo, I have beard~ a e by tihe hearing uf thet ear; but I w :ner eve Seet thee: wherefore I abhor n 0 and repent in dust and ashes. -- Idccd," said Becky Killigan to Tho'mas, 'the diucrence is curi . WViy, bere Sunday is nut 7t~ bong, and the Book is lie muic. IHow did I iver star away rumc auth that Ib . Ye mut4 hgear the chiller ay thir qlestons and their ctecrhize in my om now, T Ii Mt I.a- .. El el It wonduefu 170 11 " L a. page: 172-173[View Page 172-173] 172 Ta tt i how I never, took no more comfort in hearing the ould woman talk. Shure I can't laugh at her, Thomas, I think she's going' to get into Heaven, what ever Bcky Killigan does; but praise God, Thomas, Il get in too. CHAPTER vii. E GOSPEL T) THE POOR. A')j D Ml o many changing scenes winter : . (04Meh on apace. Tihrou, the kindness of bright - Mary Stuyvesant, Maggie Dodd was Oi everV day to school, weji wrapped up In woolen hood and shawl, a plid dress of Mary' made over. and carried a primer in her hand. bught with some of Marfs pocket money. Every Saturday morning, Maggie, made as clean as poile, and looking e happy, went to see Marv for an hour, and the little 1I3 page: 174-175[View Page 174-175] 4TEE COR tAL. patroness gave her small protege much wise advice (second-hand from mamma or Aunt Laura), many childish treasures of sugar plums, pennies, or pictures, and always some- thing to carry home to Teddy. Teddy, poor bv, grew but slowly ;hi left arm hung down weak and helpless, he walked about a little, but preferred to it still and look at pictures; Mary gave hum a little clair which he ke pt close to his old rav another's first and econd chidhood acreein very well together, and the ok lady to qmtue as much com.rt i Jrop- ~ remarks aboeu: the veneratedap) Dodd to her -siek!; grandbabv, as to any * other peCrsn whatsoever. Thomas arranzei hs stall for a little larger f -x cook apparatus. and had a corner for George and Iha small wares: Por said corner George fairiully paid rent; he wvas aa payiz hack SThmass loan. Thmi were prospering with the Dodd , they had ired a smal room open. K as 174 [ on the one they were living in, and this itde room was furnished for grannie and agzie; they had a new cooking 'stoie, a new table& and some gay paper curtains. George had still many secret and some open inclinings toward whiskey; to quell these Thomas tried a e w'ailone r day when theground was winter xvwhi ed ; forced his patient to eat nearly a of the new tallei snow, and then ad- anto *ep 'i mn ea by takig. i LI 11and ilndin al the verses he could about ByMr. A*ton alviwe, Jerry Mwas sent to ° 82 eh 'A during the winters; ou: of school 1 urs he wxas buvv learning his humble part 5-2co niectiunerv husiness. MrLs. lli54J, in- at tinas in a new L:ii h ecame ver zealou . for the comfort of Jerry anid Thomas, and was very nebbldsrly to Mrs. Dodd. She was a firm friend also to Mrs. M-Glure, and the two other families whom Temas ad ished up from the depths of Jug Alley. page: 176-177[View Page 176-177] 176 T L C==fl A As to Jug Alley it was getting too cold and stormy to have meetings on the ricketty, tum- ble-down door steps; attendance on the& formal meetings now amounted to thirty or- forty every Sabbath, and Thomas was sorely puzzled what to do for those strar sh4e with- out a shepherd. One dar lie sat readin: in his stall during a eIU'ure hour. when Mr: AiLton came up. - What do von find cool t- a homa h ?" he d. "0," repli N the i e-man. i t" s a ummw as is awayy. turndinZ up umna: choice, but here's bit as has et m thinkin, -to t ir the gospel :s preAehet and hi ed Lwt wh tOC r shall not +e o iled in te.' Now Mebb that had some ec iai mn anirn; te Johni, hut here's a meanlin; it has to Th'iozma' Tw:- tha I We ain't to set ourselves above bri an the gospel to the poorest, when it's touch work to do it. and takes a he;p of outlay mehbv. We aiu't to be ofiendd at no call whatsumexver. Sow, sir, says I to Thomas Twigg,* There's Jug Alley is as heathen a place as can be; by it's a flock without a sign of a shephe and the whiskey wolves forever yowling after hom they may devour. And A say to Thomas Twigg, there ain't no y else a working in that stony corner of the Vineyard, mbv the Lord's left it to yon, and you to find vaur own, tools. Can von do it?" sal Mr. Aliston. - J canj try.7 repdied Thomas. Jug Alley on his mind, Thomas stepped at evening to see how Mrs. McClure was comn on. lie found her Sewing at blue I. - pvraiN ni poor but tidy rooml the chdren eating their supper of muh and masses and the baby sound1 asleep i its cradle. Mrs. McChure was. unusualy cheertu. Miss Laura had been there and offered to clothe the two little boys so they could go to school, and had found a place for the eldest child, a girl of tw e Iwher she was to begin service the nest day. I K I :j it -4 1 page: 178-179[View Page 178-179] 178 Tn rnr~~ UN fZL ~ I "We'd do well enough," said the woman, "if McClure was never coining back ; but yet I must remember old times, and I sort of want to see him. But I knows so well how he gets to cuttin'up. Dear- rue, McClure was a decentish felow before he took to drink- . Che'r up. sai Thuomas, " who knows but he'll comn r'und all riht-t. There aint no ttcLr m ,. Iam pravi t"r MI lure, and a:ter w ar t Lord's done for me and pardner, I am t a mite faint-hearted of gcttin: wha: I asks f'r.' ho pevoull t it, said Mrs. McClure. a fair teeimen of many New York heathen, " if it's only on account of the children." During the watches of the night, whEe Jerry slept the sound sleep of byhotod care to Thomas his plan for the help of Jug Alley. "Pardner," said Thonas the next morning, while Becky was fming the hampers, 4' getting to be an old m, and do you know what it's set me to thinking of?" Och ' said the pnctical Mrs. Killigan, "iebbv it is that ye ouzht to be iayx up mor' of the coppers. No -a'd Thomas, "just contrarywise. I -as to Thomas Twigg, you're od, Thomas; step about IVly now and lay up some treas- uireS ave i yo v.mu have done but little in all n lif for the zoo kingdom. ~o. pardner, SI n nk to lay up more but to give v r f he Lord's work while I -41 H&v Peter' Cried Mrs. Killigan, drop- .- - 'pate full of douhnuts in her amaze- m hut that's a square notion ar ner," said Thomas, slhakin his head wTh all due solemnity, -I'm afeard that while yu Ihave been sumat converted, yon ain't prikrIY converted in that long stocking where U U.cps your nye hundred &oLars. 179- 4DIONSM wt.. . page: 180-181[View Page 180-181] a mw2sZa rn- " Moses m "id Mrs. Ki'li, collecting her doughnuts, "but there's many a one that ain't converted where the money is" "Tore shame then, said Thomas, " and no excuse to you Iputs it to you, iair and square, when the Lord didn't hold Lack his own Iife, and when the Farth-r zave his Seo, isn't it a in anIdiamne that w\etl h:Utd on to a little miserabe zm cy, andl lok at a dollar ten times btfre we Vrt with it. I 1ook at it a .hdre i :m ," said Mrs. Killiga-, and maye it's a Sin as you say. Thomas. Il study on it. Ah, well its a grana mang over rehgen Ls reprin - And oughtn't it to be." demanded Thom- as; " what was \here of old Thomas Twigg or Becky Kiligan that was worth taking into the kingdom: And here's another thin;. pardner ; don't call on Peter and Moses, the Virgin or the saints in your talk., Its again Scripter. and you ought to get beyond it-." 4THl thrarel fast if Igets beyond all yua sets for me to," said Becky, stoutly ; " but Il do my endeavor, with the Lord's help, Thomas and as for five hander- well, Thoma-eii, dear me, man -if the Lord wants it -he can have the whole of it -andi Ill haul it over. man; if you say so It's not me, pardner," said Thmas, "keep vaur money till you have a call, and then hand over whatwver conlSCienfCe andi LteSrptrd you. When Thomas came home that night, Mrs. Ki1icans do or was alar, an1 she bade him cone in. lyEe hbee watching o f ur vo, Thomas," She said: have you done anything like you talked. of today!" Yes," said Thomas.~4 The Lord has helped me. I made up my mind that Id hire . a room where we c'l have zood meetings, all we wantd.. -' al ni on'tlay 101 t MIAM ALT AW page: 182-183[View Page 182-183] -n _ _ - T-LL. up another cent. Pl pay the rent of it for this winter. I left the stall with Jerry, and away I goes to Jug Alley, and what did I find !aated this morning but poor McClure's grog- gery. At once I think this is of the Lord, awl of1 I oes, and Ipardner that very whiskey den, where the Lord was abused and defied..is the very one wh8re now w praise his zood name: 0, pardner, it makes my heart jump for joy to thik o tre Stan's going to get ousted for the go o~ the kingdo~mn"' Te7ars o ette ::1f linz hon~e in old IThom- 3$ ee, and Mrt WUlzau smote her brawny hands together. crvinz out, "G od fo r.r you, T homas,b lure it will be a blessed sight, the BiLes for the whiskey turn- tilers, andI paim instead of swearing. It is aeseh will o own when iver there is a mateing, to wonder over the doing's of the Lord." I~l et a stove and some deal benches and a table, and I'll ask Mr. Aliston to come down and give us a preachment," began Thomas - SIndeed," interrupted Becky, "you'll not dit alone; share it is a pitt it an't oie the matter a lift. Now, Thomas,--she a lon breath, for the proposal was a scru .one to her -"you go and get them benchem and the txble and stove, an share, you- : 1at a ehazr or :wo; get 'eta heap, Tmmar at econd-han d; don't go and get e ated on -emnd itfs me will fot the bill, Tima t r Shaure that's but little to do for Iwan a, paid tlor me with~ lte. - 1Tma, was so elated at this bringing forth ofgo fruit in Mrs Killigtan, that he sprang up atmI shook hands with her, sat down, and reconsidering the matter, ros s and shook hands 'You're right, pardner," he cried, -an Tm coming to the notion, pardner, that to do trind is all that ln worth lining for:!" p L 115"1 lox 1 Sw page: 184-185[View Page 184-185] " Be quick about doing this business up, Thomas," urged the cautious Becky. "If you're groinr to g:ive the money, itsn use let ting it go so slow as to get rusty. Kape it moving, man, and we'l see whiat'lI come of it."' Thomas rose to leave the r o.m, but pausing, with is hand on the- latch, said, -- I meant to tell you, partner, tfr a 'ure token that the Lord was wit me, tit the Iad todk in eigt dollars whie I was gtone to Juc A1iy, which Is more taI e;ve was took in th lie tune 0YS fore. lie is ni great business chap. pardlner, nor was thir eCia0 reaon 4such!en.-i a re of business; *1J I take it as a token that the Lord was making al work for :tvd." -That a mnty be, Tuomnas," replied Mr'- Ki±:Kgn ; - but if your going brings in the pennies like that, you had better g pretty otten.r To hire and faPrpish a room tor religious i i-uv conma srax- - was a great urdertakilng for two people lieor pie-man and his partner, greater in- Aeed than themselves imagined. All work that is dictated by humble zeal, designed by living hearts, and made the subject of earnest l God gives his pec- will at la sc he thel Ap they dot) fIknow they?) need. While Thma'w ' TwiC was ma'fully making ready to Shtdun~f be could not bear. Mr. Aliston was 2et his waY. Of course, as soon as Thomas saw his friend. he began speaking of 1 - 1 -the reformation tu t o near his heart.terfomto -f Ju; Alley. His plan of a room for service Mad nP-ton w-as askei was mae known, and r. - o a if he would not give "Jg Alley folks a reg- 'ar ; .reach e t '" "Go and get your room turnished as you ~n, Thoma.' said Mr. Allston,~ "and I will think over the matter,aw ee VOaai aboutit. Thomnas -hired the room, Mrs. Dodd and page: 186-187[View Page 186-187] -H ORUfSt Becky Killigan cleaned and. whitewashed it, George Dod, who was handy at everything, A te renter work. and Becky, according to her promise, paid for what furniture was got at second-hand. It was not a very large sum that this furniture cost, to be sure.b ut it was large for one whose whole fortune was five hundred dollars; neverthe's, the night that Becky Killigan aid for it, and siw it at! set up in the whilom groggery. she fei richer- and happier than sheever had before. Little Mary Stuyvesant came- down to Mrs. Killigan s, one morning, in the carriages under the care of the nurse-naid and coachman, and brought some cards with illuminated tests, a few large colored cards of Scripture scenes, mounted on stiff card board. a Bibie in large type, and a dozen hymn-books. This .was Mats contribution to the Jug Alley reforma- tion; the dear chilb'shirth-day had just passed, and her fatter had given her a twenty-dollar lac O 1s rS0 AP, ,{ n r r r yrn ' f-k 1-M t~ Y'.' ra z . g iea she h)a in t7 thes th ssebogato Becky's-' Mary's radiant face bore bright wits at it is more radelaedlwas than m ree ~-r becky th iry's glft, that she couldhard c ecky loinga the different articles long okg ath oftto attend to eNo M tr the Jug Alley Mr.s tosne o that he enliste& eisonandt *&fl means in the enerarge- ad they agreed to help hold £ Snder Scool there, to furnish fuel and lights sunday a~nd proside oki and hire a teacher.,n -r~i' hoos enf it 4 id be organwed. ' T g had hw the Lord was pros p §i ewundertaking he fet tlen years plerm blcsto treated three bankrupt shoe yhot dinners and al that night was too rapp k ~ 4ei s layawake~ reflceting1 what the Lord h-d n While the arran.;etl- in don for u- . ~_ page: 188-189[View Page 188-189] 188 w c-a fAjz _ 'Y going on, Thomas left the stall for several hours each day with Jerry, while he scoured Jug Alley. explaining to the residents the intents of the new inission, getting recruits for night school, Sunday School and preach- ment. He went with his heart full of love,- his pockets fall of little pictures and biscuits, and winning the hearts of little ones by his small zifts, and of grown foLks by his simple, hearty speech. he .got a good many to promise to attend to his various neetinzs. While go- ing about in this way, be gained the appellation of ' Daddy Twigg" from the children of the unfortunate quarter upon which he had had compassion. And now, before this chapter cl ses, let us look on a goodly sight. Un a Saturday, Thomas had taken down. the tawdry, dilapidated sign, --"Liu&AR D WXN I B PADDY McKua4' which had hung thu .ong, and breaking it into tuel by rtigrou lvwV, ie had given it to a poor woman to cook her supper. Then came Sunday, the inaugural Jug Alley Mision ov U -n -wLwn pap were going to fine churches, Mr. Allston and his friends, and Thomas and Becky, with all the Todds, rannie, baby ard all, went to tle e 5 misio m r ai met th~ Juz Alley foks of all sizes, a dirwan, TflCfl3x a% flfirrnfirrer7RWC ro- nnarn ---asa nz made, hmns were sunz, and then the rejiicin Thomas, and all 1is hublte friends. listened to Mr. AiLston' preachment. It must have seemed strange to see and hear those solemn, tender words in that room; strange to Mrs. McClure with her habe on her knee, and her children on either side: ;strange tco the men an Iwomen who had drank and cursed and rioted in that very room. - Come Unto al's ye that labor and are heavy laden, and I wil gve von rest. Thus in Jug Alley to the poor the gospel was preached. IFU I h .k 4 bif page: 190-191[View Page 190-191] Tn LL ?151 CHAPTER VHI. THE OFFENCE OF THE CROSS. S the winter advanced, so advanced thre prosp*eritv of enmrchi services, Sunday school and evening school, in Jug Alley. Thomas had become so interested in his work among 5s humble friends, and found he could do them so much goods that he spent from four o'clock to sx. every day among them. During these hours he left the stall in charge ot Jerry, and Jerry, virtually in charge of Dodd, who, sitting under the same little roof with Thoms nnrerafltile ventures, gave an eye to all that was ging on. George was 1no getting quite steady; he could go about the streets alone, and though he might not yet he able to resist the fumes of a glass of his favor- ite poison, if held under his nose, was yet es- tablished sufficiently in good purposes to avoid temptation. Old. Mrs. Dodd was flourishing in clean caps and dreses, and spent her time in talking cheerfully of the sayings and doings of her deceased husband, anw in ftebly media taking on what Scripture was read to her by ThomGa and George. Under the vigorous ad- ministrati-u of the younger Mrs. Dodd, the Oy ster Stall by the wharf was quite decent and uccessul, and the nearest policeman had ceased to feel uneasy about it. But now we must put on record a very eaISant circumstance about friend Twigg. From the day he began to give, and actively labor for the Master, affairs of business at the Corner Stall took, what is called, "a start" Trade increased, profits increased, and while 4 I I t I91 page: 192-193[View Page 192-193] '. I . -cii af Thomas provided for himself as before, and took care of Jerry, and gave away as the Lord prospered himhe vet laid hy as much as ever, the more he gave the more he got. He fre- quently spoke of this with surprise to Becky and George, and in his ow o odd fashion of counting fingers and strokes, and making on his slate scrawvr figures lake the tracks of a drunken spider. he went over his accounts of income and outlay, ever with the same result. One dat however, sitting in his stall reading his Bible, while George, in his own corner was carving some chess men, Thomas cried out, there, now. George, it's all as clear as a streak of daylight; give us an ear man, while I deal out what I've been turning over to in my reference Bible: He that giveth unto the poor shall not lack.' He that hath pity on the poor lendeth unto the Lord: and that which he hath given will he pay him again.' I Do you take the sense of those verses, George? t He that soweth bountifully shall reap also bountifully.' Don't that make all pain to yon, George? I'll mention it to pardner this evening. Why, man, it's the Lord's appointed way of doing business; we give and it's like dropping seed into ploughed ground, we get a crop like we sowed." So also Thomnas explaned his new light to Becky, and true to the minzlinz of old leaven and new, . replied. A Arrah, Thomas. but san iiant war of gettin' rich. No: : alter this Tomras found Mrs. Kiisman- :ne evenxinz, very mvlana-cdv, and " sighi; like a furnay." T talk her into cheerful interet in ier fellow creature., Thoim as hg an t tell of a siwk woman h Lad visited that dar in Jug Alteyr; he had h'tn ill of a fever, and had two small children who were wandering the streets as beggars. "It's full time, pardner. that von wer un page: 194-195[View Page 194-195] mnd doing for the Lord your Master,?' said Those. "And what can I do ?" asked Becky Killi. 777-- gan- groaning You can do a power of good if you're a mind," retorted Thomas; "wly, partner, go to that woman, wash her kee, comb her head, make her bed and tidy up her room. I telt when I went in there as if I wished you to work there for an hour. What a change mizh: yournake, parilner. Then there's mores you might do: you could give her a thrifty notion or s . and make her muchlv more care-. ful than she is. And more'n alL partner, you could just tell straight ahog what the Lord did for vou. Tll justly how you felt and what the Lord did for von it's the truth hit's home, pardner. not .o much the larnin', though ihat's good in is place; but rizht out solid truth of the Lord's dealing. th s the talk for Thomas Twigg. There's many a nands ta n arm coulddofor theLord, r, if you set "Could I ?" said Becky, eagerly, leaning rnrd,her strong arms crossed on her knees; are ye shure on it Thomast" That I am," said Thomas; "why not? don't the &'ripter say for its self that out of e mouth of habes the Lora perets praise, d it ain't aiwa; the high and mizhtv and noble that are called. "Och, but yere lifting a load from me heart " cried Becky. "Shure iss Struve san came here to-dar, and what is she goin' to do but to hire a Bible woman for Jug Alley. o hone, Thomas, when she set out before me how the Bible woman would go about from one house and room to another, reading and yin& and teachin' and eomfortin' : whin she me how they did good to souls and bodies, was fit to die that I couldn't do that goo rk mer-4 It's neA the inonev, Thomas- page: 196-197[View Page 196-197] +Y 77, __ I for I makesasmuch byme ba butwhin on Sunday I hear 'em holding' forth about working for Jesus, and lovin' him, and living' (or him, my heart is breaking to be about it.A Nothing ekse .seems worth livn' for. What is Becky Killigan to b caring for herself and not laboring for the kingom. That's true,' said Thomas, we oughtn to grumble at spending and bin' spent in t Lord's service, we needn't set out to- sav x how we can't do so and how, fr fear we'll tired or sick, or made poor ; what did Jesus for us? What do the saints sav. but ' for thy sake we are killed all the dtw lonz; and thC killing isnt to be noticed it it coms i war of dut-, ardner. I don't ask no m nor no less than to do what the Lord wa: of me_; ki rno it's all oe to Thou;a Twi." "True for ye." said Becky, eag rv; bu: make plain man. whaNNi 1 an d1res r*+ 4. f......_. - -- - -..,.,.,....... InmgE Brai Have you any time you can spare for this work, pardner ? Troth, but I can spare two hours every day hut Monday. "That's what I spatres" said Thomas; " and how much do you think Mr. Aliston laid out to me that it was . How can I tell: if t aint two hours, what Wh. pardner, in a year its three weeks, five days and two hours, more or less, if I ain't disrveembered." TI Tatw jhemt. mtiev, Thomas. but what shall I do. said Beekv. impatiently. "Why, pardner. go- about, I'll tell you where y r r t needed inot, andl how 'em how to be clean and savin. indeed, them two things I know intire- l, cried Mrs. Killican. in a lively tone. Show em how to make the best of what they've got. Cheer 'em up, talk to 'em of -- ' °- page: 198-199[View Page 198-199] Tu~zu tt Uw a a Inw the meetings in our room. Make mention to Miss Stuyvesant of depret cases. and 'bore al. pardner. tell what you feel in your own heart of the goodner of the Lord. 0, pard- ner, thaf's the ld kev that unlocks shut heart;it's the tire that thaws out icy hearts; it's the hammer that treak up stony hearts; itsf the mlIcine For sjek lhearts." Tr:h, 1aid Mrs. Kiliivm, but that's as goodYI a pr-atln': as ier I heard, Thomas, from Mr. A:1H tn, 'r ere a man v 'emt all." And non L hi~ the Bli* women commis- sioned - by d Miss Laura Stuyvesant, went ravelv and faithfuly about Jug Aley, Mrs. Killigan, not interfering with any other labor- er, went abou: that helpless alley too; and while the little untortunates there called our pie-man Daddyr Twizz" they called her Mammy Killigan." She did a good work, and the Lord was good enough to let her seed time and grape gathering touch each other in some cases, that she might be thereby encour- aged, yet the "offence of the cross" has not ceased, and under gross ingratitude, under bitter revilings, under such personal asntdts as stones and mud and gutter water cast upon her Becky felt her Irish choler rise betimes, and was sorely tempted. to use her brawny arms for other ends than the performing of her legitimate duties. Neverthe less Becky was helped not to render raiingfordrailing, no'r to commii~ assault and battery on any body, ad grace her profeion, and Thomas, at home, made it plain to her that if she was not willing tu bear this cross of eontumei after Christ, she was not worthy to be his disciple. I ain'tnater that Satan could see you fightin' his kingdom without his setin' in and tighti' yoU. You can't expect him to do less than kick a little mud and some bad names unto you, pardner.- it makes me fel like ihutin', me nma" said Becky, ruefully. 't 3: n7 page: 200-201[View Page 200-201] _ 4 x - _ _ yy ,......_,....4- - m,_- .. III- A ..aAi__ __ _ : _ _ HuTe(-lfERl sTai-. "And what would that be," cried Thomas, kly, "but turnin' right agin your own colors, and doin' justly what old Satan wanted. Be'd laugh so loud at the advantage he't got that I muchiy believe you'd hear him, pardner." I shan't do it, thien," said Becky. -I keep quiet as - as lnz as the Lord heil me. That'!! be as long as you pt4ty god and strong," said Thomas. Those who ppose evil are uluualV for d to suffer persecution from that ev2: the offence of the cross never ceases. The were those among Georze Dodd's olden companions who took high exCejtion to hi separating han;el from then, and taking to decent ways. When- ever they saw him they followed him witi jests and jibes. and names which he need not have been shamed to have applied to him, but yet as he knew they were used as reproaches they disturbed him greatly. They called him TUE conr snt.x.. 131o long coat," parson,"" priest," "cold water," aTwigg man," and tormented him with being under Thomas's authority, or "tied to the apron strings of the old women." They of- fered to treat him, and invited him to go to shows and -.rat fights. " One lay two of them met George going I me earlier than usual. and getting him by ithe r arm they drew him down Jug Alley to a Srgery Auch as McClure's had been, and ¢utrig h 1glad they were to see him -him- 41 asain. and a "man like the rest," they rd :rel a glass of hot wiskey, and pushing him :' the reeking tar pressed it into his hand. No Caithful friend, no anxious wife. not even J err.y .with voice of warning, or Maggie. with en"trating eye, was near. In a dim corner of the vile shop, standing cme to a smoky, foul lamp, a glass of gin in ., big, shaking hand, was a coarse, bloated page: 202-203[View Page 202-203] 7 y ry . -,,,. - ," ._ - _____- - rs _- --- PT :f " a , r ' n y II _ - _ _ i r ^ . . , . u'" ., = 5 - 4 JY. dal.._, "p -. 4T woman. She wore no garments but a ragged petticoat and a dirty, torn sack ; her hair, un- mbed and rough, hung down over her shoulders, and about her purple throat was loosely tied a red cotton handkerchief; she looked the very genius of the wretched place; yet from this poor helpless creature came a voice of warning. She turned her blood shot eyes. gkeamng yet with the frequent fires of the drunkard's delirium, upon George, and cried in a harsh, shrill voice, If I were as near being' saved as you are, George Dodd, I wouldn't go back to ruin If I stood where I could be somebody fit and decent, I wouldn't go down to the ditches agin, not 1. Are you ashamed of daddy Twigg for saving you!p It's a ity he ain't here now to keep his work from 'falling though! Sn many and such honest words had never been heard from drunken Jane before; they roused what slumberng honor andg s was in George Dodd; he looked about him on the haggard and bloated faces, the trembling, ragged figures, the bkared eyes of those who crowded about him; a viIson of their beggary, their misery, their wild riots and their horrible tteazies rose before him, and putrins down the untouched glass and clearing his way between his erowdin: tempters, he dashed out of the do r and homeward through the' keen, cold winds, and the rising winter storm. It was a day or two after that he told the ta- 0f this escape to Thomas, giving Jane h r due. Thomas had sometimes spoken to Jane, and. tried to influence her, but without any success but -this story of George's gave him hope for the woman; he resolved to seek her out and try and reform her. He sought her for two days, and ound her at last - but where? drawn out of the river from amid blocks of ice, her blue lips uA ad her e-yes page: 204-205[View Page 204-205] tH . wan__ __ }"- , . q, ' aV . Mr _..m-'..._ _ an. ptaingstonily in death ; stiff, still, forever un- doe ; so he found drunken Jane, one of the wrecks that daily go down among us to infinite despair- On one. of those gray, chill, winter after- noons, perhaps it was March, but winter still, Paddy McClure came from the six month's confinement, to which he had been condemned- and walked slowly down Jug Alley; he had not a penny in his pockets, and wits perfect sober, preferring to get home and get drunk on his own premises. He was cleaner, stouter, straighter, than when arrested for assult and battery; his time in the penitentiary set apar from rows, and bound to honest labor had done him good. When Lie came to what he con- sidered his own door he found it fastened, and the windows were losed with strong shutters and barred ; the sign too, was gone. He struck the door with hi; list; a small boy, a professed pickpocket, a sharp-wined little vl- ian, who bore McClure ill will for sundry kicks and curses, dodged out of a cellar, cry- ing, "hi. yi, what you doin' there wn" bI want .to get into my house," said McClare. 'Taint ours no more. Thomas Twigg hs it for schools and preaching, an' it's all furniIhed up, and - -seeian McClure was about to kick the door violently,. he added, "- yo' better look out. he's got some rich nien to back him and they come thre every "Where's my folks'?" demanded the man, d 'gediy. iReekon they're dead," said the boy ; "got turn into the street, and the old wonan's dead, and the children got took to the Home, an vour big gurl is bound out fr her ivin," continued the remorseless urchin, drawing ia rgly on his imagination. There was a remnant of decent feeling in i 11-01 "1 - ORO iWORIORK mmm page: 206-207[View Page 206-207] ThU STALL l- : ," ^. ;- . . . Paddy McClure, not yet burnt out b whiskey, He had hitherto had some den be called home, and clung to it as the wild beast to his lair. He leaned against the side of the house a minute, looked about for a place to get a glass of liquor, but seeing none hut that kept by his olden foe and rival, concluded to go to another street for whiskey, and, stumbling blindly ang, dazed by the blow he had received, he plunged against a woman carrying a bundle of work, a thin, half-satternlr woman, the same who had used his sign for fuel, and to whom, when she was sick. Thomas had sent Mrs. Killigan- " , Paddy, are you out?" she said; "have you seen the old woman?" "How should I ?! asked McClure. " Mebby you'd better not, she's better off without you. Jane's dead, bin drowned, and- where's them fellows got sent up with you?"W -"Bill's sick, in 'ospital, 'and Dick's gone tramping." "Glad of it," said the woman. Bil's wife's taking in clothes to wash, and doiW' pretty good at it, and Dick' woman is hired out to a restaurant; her children is put out to places. Im doin' pretty good myself-so's your old woman." ".MV woman ain't she dead ? " No, in course not, why should she die? She's living nice. and your big girl is out to place and the boys goes to school, and the babv' grown like gas." -Your chaffing," said McClure. aNo I ain't : she was turned into the street, the hoys was sik, she hadn't a cent, they were crying with cold, and Daddy Twigg got 'em a room and work, and helped 'em amazing. It's all along of him them other women got above board, and he did all for me or I'd be dead afore now. "Thomas Twig, him as we thrashed and pounded*' .LB.y, _ _ _ vp , w page: 208-209[View Page 208-209] A- 208 C0 { -40.a lt "Just him." "I don't believe a word of it." "Go see," said the woman, tartly; "round in the street, No. 29, third floor, back; there, now, if them ain't your folks, and helped on just as I said, pitch me into the river." She walked on with her bunile, and M- Clure, half convinced. ititowed her directions though slowly, and just as it grew dark, stool before the door indicated. le was about to knock, but recogcnizing . his wife's voie, open I the door ; tor a moment le was unnotice. iHe had a full view of the room; it was comforta- bly warmed by a small store with a coal tire, The bed and cradle were properly made, some cooking utensils stood on a box, by a pine table stood his two boys. while On one side sat their mother, with the bah on her lap. The fai Swereeatintheir supper. The boys had mush and molasses. in blue bows, the mother a cup of tea, and in the center of the table A K Sy ood a plate well supplied with good bread. McClure moved ; the group at the table looked up, the little boys gave a cry of dismay and fled behind the bed. The mother rose ; she felt somewhat like welcoming her husband. but she glanced about her comfortable room, and felt as if he brought desolation, then she checked te feeling and went to meet him. McClure wa4 softened by the afternoon's experiences; ie rete his wife cordial, cald pleasantly hchlee asked for his daughter, and sat n tO eat 1s .u;pper. The a yain cx urr : the ile told of her prosperity. and h r rindss - The boyS go to chook," she said p roudly. SAnd to Daddy T wigg's "unday school 2 said one ro. "And to Daddy Twigg's church ! said the other. "SaM1y's got a new frock: said boy one. And a new bonnet' said by two. n ^ }« +«1?law r b4 ,. S' , yw, i 'S'( n t3, : a page: 210-211[View Page 210-211] InM It's all along of that good man, Mr. Twiow" said the wife. Then there came a knock at the door, and on opening it, in came Thomas Twig himself; when he saw Paddy McClure, he walked up, holding out his hand, looking him squarely in the eye, and saving. "I'm glad to see vou home, my man. Thomas Twi"zz "t cried Mcire, "you're the last man I'd bnked for this, from: TNA fed m' wvife andI bovs, "And why noft if they neededI?" askxu Thomas. Didnt- set diem on to pounding y. that time? So you did, but I cared for your folk all the same," replied Thomas, looking him full in the ere, but I haven't got done with yas, yet." "Wel" said McClure, "if you want t* have a regular set to, have it; hitoutas hard .aaflMi as you ken, but I ain't the to hit back after this." What I want of you is to take you square along to our temnperance meeting to-night, a meeting in your old wuskey shop, man, and have you sign the pledge . -"I can't write" said McClure. -- - - ° w Yo can make your mark," said Thomas, But '--- said Paddy, "all the fliers wil atwiat me." e ide, said Thomas, afterwards, to Becky.,. the idee of him getting ashamed of ding decent, that wasn't ashamed to pizen his ir ighors, and lie in the gutter like the swine." What he said to Paddy that night was, "And this here woman, and these ixbos, will laugh too, a good, loud, happy laugh, too. Here's a home for you, will you drink it up?" No;' said McClure, slowly. The coals fir Thoma had carried burning as the wise --sr r , L' : _ :A : , - . ' t' , L, vs" ,-". . _ " Y,. ; ; ., ,, ;;, u _ ;_ 4 ' . :, f - -77 .J e rl{ - 1 i r ' . - i . page: 212-213[View Page 212-213] 'It ~TMoam a men promised. "No, Mr. Twigg, I'll go with you and I'll make my mark, and the man tat sets out hereafter to pound Mr. Twigg 's gut to pound me first 2 bet you a dollar." CHAPTER IX. HOLDING ON. H AT was a grand temperance meeting in Jug Alley ;zrand not so much from force of numbers or from the power and intellizence of those who gathered to it, " from the fact of information that permitted it to be there at al. It was a grand thing atc the o1 whiskey shop was turned into a r" m ftr the temperance lecture, that the X W key seller put his sign manual to the "Total Abstinence Piedze, and the whiskey drinkers eme out to listen and wonder, and on -them te sign also. -t Akio mwo"w page: 214-215[View Page 214-215] r ctULNE STALL. 214 R cof r. Mlston made a speech, two gtlement w caewith him made speeches Thomas who c e- a unconsciOusi y to Twigg got up to sjawo r lj and to the surprise all who hrd 1 uer adquait a him, was eloquefti queran uanto an S tru but chrxlft because I'9 o As lt uWoa 1cpil f tears that lie so nefrm conrcame the er % ardent alm 'Three chx Dadil i Twe , and r" fl n ;r 1bv ft. ~aaflc iL catut w wityiw:c an t n w eer Jz oe reada por? Sl Ta iens f ht T"S a~rall t' s n h a1W ginu tug "^. ' Bless " d L a t not al wfitsinSty adv w ure inwrs a efitsr1 -heaver on die wharf; such hard labor might be sup- posed enough to work off any extra physical excitement, but less than two months after sgnnvthe pledge, Paddy McClure was arrests ed on the old charge of assault and battery. t was a nod war from her house to Union SquareK but poor Mrs. McClure dropped the Lue verAd he wvas xnaking and went almost on a run t- Thomas whom she deemed her .. Mr. Twign," she cried, wringing her hand; hip Paddy, or they'll have him in the et4 ar for a year or two, this time, and him dIn s weI; it will be the ruin of him, por bybe. Tas hurriedly inquired into the trouble, an fPand at what p'e station Paddy was, ani biling George mind the stall, he went to the an Place and before the same "His ll.nr where he himself had been tried after Ithe J Alley riot. AA, aif a ' . Gi _ - _ , iti f , -- ' ' . y: 'S.1' 'h .. .. _}'. y ^. ;f' _,.. i{ -;- i ' i mow:, Y ^" + F.: page: 216-217[View Page 216-217] tie ME : w It 74 The acts concerning Paddy were these; ome of his olden boon companions had for some time been tanning hi for his new tex-r peance ways, and had sought by every means to make him drink; on this day five or six of them surrounded him and proceeded t estremitits, holding him, throwing whiskey in his face, and so on. Paddy had always been a -bi. f w adt est a ness Digstrng, hi-- s--- coal heaving had tended to muscular develop met Driven o bay, he turned on i rsecutors and, striking vigorously right ad left, he soon cleared the field, his foes inglor- ously retreating with wounds and bruises. Paddv however, was arrested, and past e- perience taught him better than to resist - officers. The court Looked on him as an ok offender, and had not the honest, well-remem- bered face of Thomas Twigg appeared on the MPay mast have one to the Island. With Thomas to certify to recent good conduct 1 _ 11 ago Fes"; _ _ - 4, A 'I _ I: f ' L- a :ti h A __- ,y s' .5 , 4 ^N 3 . b and tempernce principles, with Thomas, who had learned from Mrs. McClure what witnesses there were to testify to the truth of the pri- oner's statements, and with Thomas, valiantly rea lv to go bail for Paddy McClure, the ae- cased was simply bound over to keep dt peace, a:d was dismissed with a portion of goA ad ice from "I: Honor." - . Nwmy man, sa4 Thomas W Jrinl away trom the Police Court with Paddy, o rn: .earn to take radinz patiently, and not t b tau: when voh gets mad. Can't vou stand a little tazzng or ill talking?" --. hut it's tourh to be flited and hooted au male t.very manner of fun of, bedad, reyp id Paddy. Ksfor that you ought to be proud to give occasion for such kind of persecuting," replied Thomas ; "if you went on like the rest they'd ut set on you, but what for a decent mar. uld4.youL be ?-" page: 218-219[View Page 218-219] 218 '=' . , s _ ,, :- r, 4 Share I dont want to turn .to dhrinkin' .i sad Paddy, "but it makes me ashamed .A to :ma like, to be singier;g down to his place of work. That evenmlt' Tomas an d Becky were n dulging in a little social chat, and Thomas recounting a a me. he sail- to see the way things woni folks ainft a mie asaw dt ~ rn t there mrtal shamed t tere's - Paddy. never P'ared ' 1r a e~ m make a unsee of ijnsi.wnatt braztn as could but here t gnou i of in: 'Uer and hard work all ot a piece, Vk amut asuam e t t devil butt they're put:otebuhathn o r t Lord who made em. p hty clear how machly the world'5 goun wron:. "Well, d B~ckv "I might as well say the thruth and done wid it, I have them sinai r. co t kr .;r .r °+ } - 'C , ! + ".. _ . _ . p' f ' . .y ,. , :ri A :ar .° _ feelings meself. Shure Pm tired of not know- ing how to reax but I am getting Maggie to teaeh me, and troth I puts me book nuder me apron or under me pillow, if eve a body comes tat all at all. And shure whin Mrs. Dodd walks in. and me sayin' me prayers, I felt like a j'.nW-Thomas. Indeed. if ever ter waR a crooked stick in the builin of QL:; fDWckv Killcan, an it s ew morning #r k O. eh, Beckyi, youre that +::um&ey clner ov ye, mor ye re tit for noth at as -a: all. We1L ardner. said Thomas. after a mn- nis mesta U - that may he as you say, :-myalief tha theLod' nerful a: straight nml . Buthere come to our quiet study an echo tauouter w:r. ada we pause a noment. e s that sueh tales as this we are so w;H tamnr are -intresing," arnd yet "; ,, . :.. - _ _.. - , : .,: - ,wve- j. _ F, tiA - N+ f n r;^ =r page: 220-221[View Page 220-221] ma cosrat mat. a' " we do not itessuch results fromats which we ourselves or our neighbors may perform" This is a cry often repeated -and still, dear friends, what are you saying ? Are such results as these, indolence, vice, drunkem- ness, self-serving, abandoned from the preach~ ing of the gospel, old things passig away and all becoungz new from- Christian iduence, exceptions to a commnal rule ? Is not this the legitimate eifet of religious ife and iabor?$ No wonder that Vyiu d? not see cthe&.e thin when youl do not etrpct to see umm.n Xou mast work with ;Ui al' Are vou so wo.rkin& are vou toiling onl in God's wide vineyard re- lying on his promniscd reward ?. Are you giving until von feed it, working until the desh gows weary, praying in -faith, nothing wearering.- Ali, there is the key note of success ; those who so work and give and pray, shall doubt- zess come again rejoiclig, bringin their zsaeave with them? -C I 4 4 I I I I V 0, earnest, whole-hbearted laborers, we p- peal to you for confirmation of our words- we point to some of your sheaves.- Was not the work of good constable Lyons, in "Battle Row,"' wider and more etieetual than this of pie-man Twigg in Jug Alley ? What can be said too. much for the seed sowing and har- vetngz in the Five Points ? Who will forget the work of one good woman in Russiter's aileyr; loo~k at the tull sheaves of one Bihie Sweman's harvet !Verihy, great is the Labor and greater the reward, for God has said -- - A the rain coethl down, and the snow, trom TlEaven, and returneth not thither again, so shall my word be that gcoeth forth uut of my mouth, it shall not return unto. me void, but hall accomplish the thin whereunto I SentU -lBe not faithless but believing. lBnt while we are thus discoursing and say ing some things and leaving thers unsaid,tis page: 222-223[View Page 222-223] r coaffMaSta- -u c'n== r-- for instance, any mention of the Wynd Mis- the daily ife of our friends about Jug si fd tn with plenty S Alley isbem, s ua --- 'e-- ,- - - of work and many little cares and pleasures- Of these last was the stp g o dandily dressed lack bor at the CAll, 31 4 llhaan-. and e and at Mers. i place a small parcel i sai dparce1 iaiK 1 i- (rOV ~nnc ~-~~. ct-~x.~i awhite r'ib,en. band e th~~eI\~~ a niqnuraml j .elegant . tt ncth r ThIn :a~ nr Becky could deciphier . --- - Th~ey reo ad enr cxtanuf ieo diuz leaicd theacopaniym k to ~e ~ ay thiw bBe ee.bti~cky told hin he c nnrt tkc'a tsteIcrdecencs a kc; ,o ut: the ea-usl bieand gave Jerry t hs, tT 4 an I- a .+A another, and then put the box with the rest of the cake away in a multiplity of wrap- pings, and, for all I know, be has it yet, among his most sacred treasures. "A.nd so' said Becky, "Miss Laura ain't M11s Laura any more at all Troth, I hope m 4 bc as a 2 pF aMrA Aiston, as she's S aie c aute a twopeas m. au, S nme wx glad or it, for she u bn 1c tcer. t1 n' doub: hut wiat M s7 Mary~ll grow -Th I-.t pa x . .2 : serx t r has it, n~' c~d i Inc"z~ heKw~d go and xxbn I,. is old he w.nut depart frux t \V K Ith bi c%#, ' y! fT xe1. es ben' trained up r::ht, for it'S nut a wSeek, Tbhomas, smn ahe ah w t into Dodd's, with her nurse, taking the Kd Iady a double 2uwnl and a basket of good- i- The 01d ladd's feeble. Yes she'ss feeble, is Mrs. Dodd" repid 222t~tf -n page: 224-225[View Page 224-225] ca _-Sa n T S Thomas, "and I don't think she'll live much longer. She's always been a weakly minded Wa, but, as I retadSeripter, the Lord is merciful and tender, and don't despise any. That's reasonable too, pardner, if you look at it, for if He took to des piing any He might easy despise us all, for what any one in comnriaan. Thcres a tine book I got of Mr. Aistn, PiT gIULs Prgress 1t'$ cde,adit shows up how earetu, like a Good Shepherd, 4W the Lord is over weaKIy onets. Old Mrs. Dodd was growv4ing weaker, but as her bodily strev nh decayed i+r mind brigh- ened up a lttie. She said one day to her daughter-it-law, ' WVli, Bridgtt, Pappy D d told me to hold on to the promises, and 1ve been holding ou a fast as I could, and now seems as I htld on stronger and stronger, the Lord says, a fear not, I will help thee,' and Thomad read e - wiie ave thy edudren arnd I hold on to them, and he says 'come,' and I tink ve come, and he says, take freely,' and it's just what I want to do." She asked her son one day, "George, have yon put your name to paper not to tech no more whiskey?" " Yes, mother," he replied. ."Well, now, George, just bold on to that; hold on to it and I won't feel onpicasant when I gets to glory and meets Pappy Dodd. I'll not fear to make mention of youif I know your holding on to ways, Mrs. Killigan looked after Mrs. George DtJP' feeble ones, the old lady of eighty, and the young baby of two, but after a while the old lady otdso helpless that she needed constant -care, and Mrs. Dodd said she must stay at home and take care of her, but what would become of the stand on the wharf which was half their living. Thomas offered to sell George's small wares at the Corner Stall that George might go to the wharf. 4g k L \- ;i_ _ , ' .. .' .. .i .: _ v page: 226-227[View Page 226-227] As 41 Tn co-a r ai "It's a bad tempting place for Geor,' said the wife, uneasy ; but here, with a sudden gam of intelligence, the old woman spoke, "Let him go, Bridget: I want to know if he can stand temptation and ain't a-going to fall away any more, so's I can tell Papp Dodd, for I know he'll ask. I want to be sure. of George.' t sI n' eea there s any other way t do." said the youngettr woman.ttfll nxioul v; she. had sufTfred much fromn hem r hul.and's drunkenneS. and nowA if he ouldIfadl I 'ak into the old, evil habit, how dreadful it would be; she was not o sure of him as to be wiling he should be far awav from Thomas Twigg. Again the old woman spoke, mingling in her reeling brain the past and present. -Georgie, sunny, do you say your prayers " George stammered and hesitated. "Speak up, sonny, don't be ashamed of it if you do, but oh, be afraid if you don't; you'll surely fall away if you don't say your prayer., you will, sonny; folks can't stand alone, and they must ask the good Lord to hold on to em. Do you say your prayers, Georgie". George bent his head, and, touched by the w words that brought back his childhood and tbis weak, over-fond mother's love, the man 4ept. and as The repeated drearily, "Georgie?" he replied, " Yes, mother, I will." as the fall passed away, and the winter cecddly on, she, whose life had long since into It' desolate winter, was goingrby evident steps to that fair land where sweeping st nns of sorrow and Chillinz winds of disap- tument mar never come, and where they, wh. are weak and feeble-minded, are kindly wel com and nurtured and dowered with the ;-4 things of the Better Life. 'WIhen for Jars she had been too helpless to leave her pillow, and it was evident, that the end was near, Thomas bent over her, and IL I " y }y 5 4 ; w-% I d i r _ n i " y'1M . ~y " ' d. r nw s - ' ° _ _ 2 . ~' ._ I7t1 3 4: 4 4 M , , ; -~ , ; . -' ;; ^. y' ° rK" AIL i law. P, w3l M.IJ 5 - C -02 X_ MIAM . j I = .; ? r ; . : =, r. '~, i _ . page: 228-229[View Page 228-229] ngloudly to reach her dulled sense, he "Do you know you are soon to die?" Well;" e said, dowly, *I ain't sory for that -I've been waiting -a long time." After a while, holding out her wrinkled, trembling hand. she said, Good bye, Georgie, the Lord's been good to me, many ways -Io ain't a bit afeared - mind yu get to glory, George, Scriptrr' te yn how ''--and in a few minutes She ;was goe trom among them. The old lady 'was laid in her grave ; it wr a weary ife well ended ; they all felt that it was a thing to thank the good Father for, that she was buffeting the whirling storms of this life no longer, like a poor, faded leaf clinging to the branch beyond its time: all felt so but the baby, who missed the chattering occupant of the big chair, and made some pitiful complain. wings after "(Grannie.' The mission room in Jug Alley was like the I "little leaven leavening the whole lump;" its influence spread through all the miserable tenant houses, from slimy, reekv cellars to sting and leaky attic. Here was a n rescued from a drunkard's grave, there a woman taught to work and hope, there a child brought to school, an embryo pickpocket taught to read and make an honest living, and often nel cted hahit were, by the watchful Bible woman. ganed fur the fosterinz cares of the children's Home, or the Island Nurseries; but while these things encouraged some of the poor folks to hope for better things, and while the hearts of many of God's children were strengthened in seeing how he prospered the work of humble instruments, the adversary of sout and his like-minded servants greatly raged. First there were rumsellers and inveterate frum-drinkers, who wanted nothing so much as liberty to kill and be killed in their own war. - I ITV .1_ MK! page: 230-231[View Page 230-231] Net came the zealots of Rome, who, hitherto, had given the cold shoulder to Jug Alte inasmuch as there was there absolutely north ifgt to tDe extorted:; but nocw that gospel light was beginning to 4hine, and Thomas Twi was as a steadyc -:l iamp Ae :y free gaeii that darkc : Int 4iine true" tfa Laste to bim a bu h to cov up Up an II;xci dA v. went a re: bi -akr M a' si "ath aeT inirk rv -. The-~ tries di the p mu m t church and eounk a: theyv were: - za~ n addd ha o turn ur de:ruenq ; ThXma T~ n:ao ed as an ar:h there-t:c. and a true n-i e ~ d :-- n Bec-kxy Ku::1: onwar A a s"a xiki renegade,. list, herNeC U1 Lid in wat for thl: seoS o: olp--r and c~xrezW The priet: x tsia d B cky, idd in2 h Y.f . 1 'Y 1 e re6 T T R 5C [itcona ews Swnt, and turn to the bosom of the true Church. I wouldn't do it for fire under dollars," was the characteristic reply. Then you'll be excommunicated with book and Wen What that: asked Becky.e Turwed ut afthie true Caurch." Arrah. said BWnk, -that can't be done, ' 1nemyself outlu .ago;it'sno place for oe. IIw can ye turn out her as amtin . "An Iitis dehvering you ver to the evil cne went on the priest. ut tat. repied Beck 1 ju ieto vur any her man the world, do ta' at aU at all. Don': the Bible say -him that ceeth unto me I will in no wise east on::' and whin Becky Killgan' s heart was broke intirely, and she went to the good Lord, do you think ere a one of you is going to east w l rt J { . Q -l r }lr a e w - r - 1 . i _ y -+iX = I_ ., .. . .;.' page: 232-233[View Page 232-233] n ta corn sno stick. Faith, you aint, for Thomas read to me that the Lord is 'able to kape what is committed to him,' and that's, Becky Kigan sure and certain. The priest had been dumb before the rapid flow of Becky' Irish eloquence, but now, as she paused. The church cats vou ot, and wil no more help you, tPreve'r? SI want none of her help' said Becky. a"so long as I have the Lord, and I aig' t s much trusting to me holding on to hun as to his holding on to me. Share. I'd hold to that doctrine if it took ivery emt have in tae wuarrld." A similar ebrt at reCon vrsonI was rade with the stalwart Paddy McClure, and wi no more success and a plot was quietly lail to make a personal assault on Thomas, and punish him for his meddling. This plot was confided to Paddy McClure it, Arm w . c .TALL by a brother coal hearer, who was too tipsy to know that Paddy was not "'one of his bovs." The fact was, olden passions were strong in Paddy, and he really relished the idea of a melee in which he resolved to make his burly ure a shield for little Thomas Twigg. and 1e giVe as g-ood as. he cot. As Thomas left the MLsion room on the evenin of t!O proposed a Jsault, Pi1Ad t hi pace b hi ide, and whiwering what was cmng, a:3idkartilv, s vtick v me ani don't lear Cef ;Tll stand by You, and I' hew 'em down le a vtV:" and he smote his arms around hi bro ad chest, exultijnu in his strengthi. I Hld n," said Thomas. "that ain't Scripw tr way, and 'll not be false to my doctrine. Xeep your hands in your pockets, Paddy, I bid you." And is it Scripter to run, or to get pound- ed man:" " The Scripter is, *'A soft answer turneth AL, I 7-41 2^ Sw, sK _ _ «hy ' j ifm page: 234-235[View Page 234-235] 234 at CORNE SALL away wrath,' and 'leave off contention before it be meddled with ; and now, Paddy, I mean to tr those words,. and be. yoU sure tey come good. "There they come cried McClure, n- Where is the heretic? where is Daa I Twig; ? was the cry from a dozen voi Here I am: rmcid Tiomas, ceary And he re I anm, *." roared li McCiur.. " I : land to e air pay;w XV * 3. i tS' s 1.1sk p r 3A ':U tdi.i a+lIJ uis a A5'dt:an"- eried the n.- \VL4 'x. °Pl 'Cri$ed T him a, in a sh 1' I . t- i 7 #1 a (t LIet t plan oie.- r. I 4ti. and nw I * V man -vu ver urt r ijured comew out fir-t manpIr y rnu Here I and to anwet sor the fly'I mi 've done in Jun Aleyx "aThat's fair; come u cried MCiur; but not a man came. . Where is the man I've ill-treated !" es- claimed Thomas, uncnsciously vemulatig the .- - 2 - a a man I have challenges raai,- - . oa treated like a brother, in the fear f God.' I have gone about here trvinz to help you- an vour women and children, and so I wil, et last. You've hurt me." cried onec; iyou re ntmyv trauc. *.iM Fillin? sai M31Ciure, int a whit- t* u r ne or t r m - - : your baby Mr. Twi: L id i- hoorx~ fur Dddv T i «4 U c -i-d -jv en J ak a n w ; ja r id eru tch - t Iltray: cried oe. recring arurnd with runRen tacmU y. --G(ve hin three -ier an z'tncw y, cried McClure -. it- him s it a findn to every mother a 0 x y. D& e r one set ye o2e him. ±Tnree clcer5, flOW * It'n A71 page: 236-237[View Page 236-237] TE COUR STLa The men gave one good cheer, and then, with a laugh, walked off, leaving Thomas and Paddy to go home. " My way was the best, found it in Scrip ter," said Thomas. a proper good guide 1"iI be bound," said Pa dy. CHAPTER X. TAKING THE LORD AT HI1 WORD. v HREE years have gone by. Let s again to No. 27. Workmen have been busy -at the lower rooms. and have fitted up one for a very comfortable shop; back, of the shop some one has been white-" wahin and scrubing, and in the room across the entry. from the shop. are Mrs. Killisan and Mrs. Dodd. "i Mrs. Killigan's cap rates are as stiffy luted, as wide. and as white as ever; her dress is as dlean, and one would think she had on the same striped apron as when we begun 53 r _ I F t Jj, _ Alp 236 Ll zm- iR ,fiy W i t" _ "++yyyrg y _ M-F page: 238-239[View Page 238-239] TE COMMSa STLL. 23 TEE CeOflR STALt 7' this tale ; she had just entered the room; over one hand was a woolen stocking drawn for airing, inothe othr Ler yar 1ha1 atnA darn- inl needle. - She took a chair by one well- cleaned window ; the other window was occu- pied by Teddy, tidily dressed, and occu py ng: a high chair: his face D kdas it he was oier than four; his nirure .was much smaller than L .4I ,- t . I, sickly; yet had a center1 look, marked on his slate a if his li dep!ndd on the curly- cues he was m$JnL u, ant iy V'' on window sill, were tw pot _ ioK:,:n: Lwers. MIrs. Georg~e Dodd nt pped, Udser in hand. to eztet her fi I Bechy. Troth, v'Y.I e m t K in ordern.i said Mrs. Kilizan : ile, y 4, ou n 'lk mee. Them cur- tamins is verv fne. and 4hure. tat s an iiiant: bed quilt if I did help make it. And what a camfoirt it 1s to have new table and chairs and beds' how much might you have spent tixif it all up?" "Well, thirty dollars, with some bits we got for the kitchen." " Troth, s a mint of money, but ifs well spent hei' decent and tidy, and making a home for the children. It's meseif wishes ye well in your new shop; cash pay., good, honest dealingS, and smalt steady profts, them my ru. and Thomas and we've turned a pretty rT-r- An 1Mr. Dodd. which is iver S er o bu: which Thomas says is no wcndermnnnto himu Anr' we ;ive a sharec, and our tie vw rsesmost ors ama/nm 4WeI i iN't George who will drive hard -ri with h poor for wv knows what ,aramins W a 4B . . povrt i. I Ba ild day to nw who have toiled in cold andi heat and torm_, so many l:gdaysand have been sore put to get a bite for the children, it is a glad day to me to he .d George able to set have a eroom hoes, a ne- fo the .up decnt, onetotmperance shop, forth s 1 r sY:S x Ott; pt a ;t l33 't I1 4 t' s page: 240-241[View Page 240-241] , 1. 2 5 COONE SAL poor folks about here. And, indeed I knows well he could never do it only for such friends as he's had." " Yes," said Mrs. Killigan, "Thomas has been a good one to him. SHe'd be in a drunkard's grave, and me heart broke over him now, and it wasift for Thomas Twiggz~ said Mrs. Dodd, earnest2y- And there's that bilesed chiti aia i m. Eilligan, thus indicating Mary StuyvesanL Indeed she is a blessed etutd. .ot one penny of expense has Mazic b tto us three year, getting her bok and he-r clothes from Miss Marv, and then the nice manners and idees is better than all ;an to .k at the sight of clothes and toy s. and good things She's bought Teddy. When I see her many i the time Iye sad,1 there is a born angel without the win inded , Shes like her aunt, Sut M- Kihigan; " aiver in the wurruld did anything go to me M con, sra. *Y 4. I E .. _: - . £ x- , . -, , , , =', -, : , _ a heart like having her sind them wedding' cards and cake to me and Thomas. Share, it was the Christian spirit ov her made her think of it, for what to her were two such poor creatures as me and Thomas, saving she see in us two folks on the road to glorvo" HereZ XUg8i came ;i fr-om corl with Mrs. McClure's hearly, barf-ot, but clean and whole-clothed hors " When' our shop z g to open. Mrs. Dodd ?" cried one: -"mamnmy says we're going to buy all our things at it ;ain't you gdad ?" Tell Mr. Ddd t keep somane crackers for the Fourth. I wVan: vem to; shoot" c ried the other boy. " See the long -al of the child, looking on two Months: said Mrs. K in, approvingly. "W i are you so late, Maggie?" asked the mother. Instead of repIying, Magi laid her head on the table and began to cry violently. 4 , 7. --, - T-F page: 242-243[View Page 242-243] curears SALL 4 "Where have you been?" urged the 1 V4 mother. "T M M Ailson's, sobbed Maggi&. Sure, there's no crvinz matter in that, only ye ought to ask." interposed Mrs. Killigan. "What did you go for ? asked Mrs.-Dodd. "I heard." sobbed Mazzwe in mn ucwief, thz she wante' a nurs cghi, and, and- I wanted the piaes, andI - he I -I was too little, anI mug: co t sdhoo inger-but I want to g there,. the baby 's jut like pretty Miss Mary, it is:; and Ahe gt Mrs. McClure's girl, and I wilh it w me." Here a fresi,-aced girl of sixteen put her head in the door: ;she was neatly dressed, and her rounds smiling countenance prepossessed, in her favor, every one who saw her.' "I'm going to live with Mrs. Allston" she eraimed. "So Maggie says, and she's crying after the s%~ta place herself," said both the women,a . "Don't cry, Maggie," said the girl; "do your best to grow and learn, and some time you shall go and live with Mi ss lary " "She's only nine years old," sniffed Maggie, "So arc you only nine years old," said the. girl, merrily, "and she'll grow as fast as you will ; but I must run and tell mother, she'll be so glad; she grieved enough when my mistress went West, and now for me to go to Mrs. Aliston's, will make it all up.i' She's a lony girl9" said Mrs. Dodd, as her youthful neighor ran off. "Aid Thnomas T wig'% been the savin' of all that family? said Mrs. Killigan, with much pride in her old friend. " Well, I pray he may be blessed on earth, and sure and certain there's reward laid up for him in Heaven," said Mrs. Dodd. You ought to step down Jug Alley," said Mrs. Killigan; " the health men hare cleaned F I - , ,- . ' hT - . n r -N 1 r y y' N e 4 'r '1 US page: 244-245[View Page 244-245] 240. SCOR e STALL. at(threeorfour cellars, and drairA the street, and some other men have torn down those two worst houses, saying they wasn't safe no longer, ana gladamd N Ny as you're alive, me heart was in me mouth erye time I walked troo '&m this three month. They've strtightened up the pavIn' too, in a place or so; as she s Je, err, a well- grown, lvely lad, burst into the room without any cereinonv, errm:, -n- up stairs for you I got let to come home for t from the stall, to tell you tIe jolliest news. And troth what is it: are you runnin' for Congress' or is Thomas nominated for Presi- dent"?: asked Mrs. Kilizan, jocularly Oh, no, but - nlo ain' it :ood. Mr. Aliston stop-d lw the stall, and told us how them rich ones, who've been helpin: here in Jug Alleys have bought, where the housts weretor -0,furaIchAeand seh were torn dwn fr-3ch V-ad chol oo%; a I s$ Ir i I I * ' C' c( they're going to make a mission of it, have an industrial school, and a night school, and Sun- day school, no end of schools." " Well, that's news, and good news, shire added the thrifty Mrs. Kdhian, never forget- ingthe interest of that center of all attraction, the Corner Stall, how's business to-day? doin we. Yes, fr:-rate; we'll want p anr Ieakes to-morrow, aU I Im to dnw to the wharf, now, for :mnqs : andI -2 mht I'm to make a lUad t4 Iar and m - And what U t- l'nva saV to tne Mission liouse? am ' Mrs. Kim ran, her anxieties about the' 'tal rehexad s that she could re- turn to the tnr-t t-pw. WeIh, safd Jerrv, l: said hs,' he'd taken the Lord at his went the Lord said, 'fear not, I will help thee,' and he'd taken hm at his word an' gn on for Jug Alley, and here the help was coming. page: 246-247[View Page 246-247] b, r Y: e y tV r - ' $w 1 Y . 2n 3 ^ r - r 5 f Av. Fs i "True for him; could you fnd me that erase, Jerry?" asked Mrs Killgan, reaching for Mrs. TohAs -a ;_- was very proud of her new accomplishment of reading. "I don't know where it i said Jerry, after a little search,** bat I'l tell you what more he said: One never loses by taking the Lord at his word;' and he bid me keep it n It's a good word," sail Mrs. Killgan, "but run now to the wharf for the lemons, and mind you make a good bargain ; there's many a scripter about bem' diligent in basic Meanwhile, active as ever, a little more wrikled of face, and grided fA hair, Thomas Twigg stood in the Corner Stall. It was about six &ch=ek. and newsboys and shoe- blacks were gathering about him, eager for their p moA of them having eaten-nth- ing since breakfast. There were those called AToes," "Herald," " World," "Tr," not the same boys as three years ago, for moat of those had outgrown the business, and found other work to do. Of all these hors Thomas was the adviser and confidential friend. " Times c onfided to him how much he had put in the Saving's Bank, and "Herald" asked his advice about getting a home in the country 'Tiser " was roundly reprovea for selling apers on SUna, and several Scripters, suitable to the occasion, were dealt out to him. Here was a boot-black whose sick mother was inquired after. here another with a little humpbacked sister, & deftrmity, alas. fearfully common among New York poor, and to this little unfortunate Thomas sent one of his best cakes, a trifling gift, to be sure, but what a sunny ray in that poor little one's existence, To a homeless boy, new to the shoe-blacking business, Thomas heartily recomrnendA the ammm page: 248-249[View Page 248-249] 248E'CORNER STALE. Boy's Lodgig House," and, indeed, offered to take him there as soon as Jerry got back. Thus daily was Thomas, sowing good seed beside all waters; he found even m that hum- ble sail, on the corner of Union Square, a wide field of labor, and plenty to occupy heart and.hand a ine commentary his active, useful life on those who have a nothing to do. On a hot simmer eveig, Thomas went home, after a iong day of 'tandm in the -stall, and two hours of labor through t stifling tenant houses of Jug Alley. A he came to No. Q7, he saw McCluie, and hs wile, sattm on the door-sill of No. 29, and stopped to talk with them. where are the ehilder?" he aed. "Thevre un' for a walk, por thigs, where it's eoderY said M\rs. McAyure. OkI tell vou hat, Mr. Twis+." Said P addy, "I'm a big, strong chap, as can earn m ihi anywhere, and here-s - the woman could do a a better at day's work, now and then, than at shop sewing. Tve nigh made up my mind to walk off into some of the Jersey villages, and hire a bit of a house with a yard tu rams uur own vegetables, and engage work, and come back to brinz the fatniir. Tve laid up forty dollars, and that l make the more; tell us what von think of it?" "We won't be worrited about the girl, wnen she's with Mrs. Alston; sad the mother. "It's a good plan. and you'd better follow it up soon; it Will be better for you and the ehilder, only,. wherever you go, take the fear of the Lord with ou, and 'whatever you do, do it as to the Lord and not as unto-men'- iot with eva service as men pleasers, but with singleness of heart as unto God;' them's Scripter as nigh as I can recollect. Be sober and industrious, Here's another Seripter, Not sothfu in business, fervent in Spirit, serving the Lord, , ,t% , page: 250-251[View Page 250-251] Thank you, kindly," said Mrs. McClure.- Il go next week and look out a place," said the husband, decidedly. Thomas went up stairs, weary but encour- aged, and humming a hymn tune; as he went through the lower entry, he saw Mrs. Dodd in her room, rocking her little sick boy to sleep, Maggie, making patchwork, at the win- dow, and in the opposite room.. a snug, tidy shop, George waiting on two otthree custom- er. who had come for sixpences worth of soap, salt, matches, or tea. Up stairs, and in her room, door and windows open, sat Mrs. Killigan. "Did ye leave the boy to lock up?" she asked. Yes,"' said Thomas. I thought he would do well enough alone." And does he lock up safe. and bring things home in gooA order?" Yes, pardner, hes very trusty." -- '1 t .ms'' o narn sAt r ' I .C "Och, well, then, come in and rest in me big chair, Thomas, me man, yon look clean done out ; and ye mast quit going to Jug Alley. Share, ye're getting an would man, Thomnas$' "That's no excuse for nittinz work," said Thomas Twigg. * When it pleased the Lord to convert my sea., I was bound out to him body and soul, to b his servant and do his work. He never given me back My in- dentures, and I'm of the opinion that he never will. Indeed, pardner, don't the Lord justly say ' watch,' and blessed is the servant whom his Lord, when he cometh, shall find so doing.' Not blessed is the servant whom the Lord shall find lyinz by from work, and saying, aLord, I'm old, and I'm tired, and I've done my share' but han. the Lord rinds up and doinz, and civin2 to all their meat hn season." 3S eem to me it ct:n pretvt Hd on you, Th ucomas, andtwi wear you out," saa Mirs. A .4 ;P* page: 252-253[View Page 252-253] Killian, in whom nature continually warred. evidently, with grace, ana often very nearly got the upper hands. "No, tain hard, Tor its sausactory, and if it is hard, we can't expect tig wages with- out hard work, and I'm looikngto big wages." And what may they he ?" asked Mrs. Kiliizan. phy, ar rA I y ou putsyour mind on these things on . know yourseu: it is a crown of life which the Lord, the righteous judge, shall give n at that Jay. .A,. ye." said Mrs. nialhsan. with a sigh, that is a price worth getting. But." she added. after a pause, ain't it better to work easy, and save yourself a little,. and not wear out. " .No fear ofwearinfg tut,' a iThima , setting his over is no-e. and reach.- i tnfr the i Rib un the- tabl, a present to Beckr from Mirs. Alistun. . Let me deal ymu 416 44 I TR Cfl~kSTALL. 23 odt a Scripter on that head, pardner;" and turning to the fortieth chapter of Isaiah, he read, 'But they that wait upon the Lord shall renew neir sreng; meV snt uui up with wings as eagles; they 'shall run and not he weary, there shall walk and dhall not faint: there. now. pardner, ain't that a promise well worth trusting m ; amrt it good just to take the Lord at his word, and zo ahead whatever work ZI1 IZ I L ''" I "Well. mehbyl it is Thomas. von see into things clearer than I do. "aAnd now. pardner. In't vou want to giv e them something :tward building' their Miionl House, round in the Al V nody ha men- tioned it. but I thought meb you'd nwl it a privilege l How muci.if you gi, T1. mas ?" asked the wary Mrs. K siigan, I gave 'em tifty dhIar it it ain't breaking o.rni 7F.s,.1 s a ;, Thomas. I: page: 254-255[View Page 254-255] 2t it o~~ twatt- N ' ( r j x k_ "Fifty dollars!" cried Mrs. Kifigan. "Now, Thomas, that was too much for a poor old man; you'll miss it, see if vou don't." SI see I must deal you out another Scrip- ter," said Thomas, with a sigh over the "old Adam," in Becky.. and opening the Bible again, and holding it to the ight, he read, 'Verily I say unto you, there is no man that hath left house, ar parents, or wife or children, for the kingdom of God's sake, who chal not receive manifolh more in this present time. (note that. pardner) -and in the world to come life everlasting. Now. pardner, ain't it best to take the Lord at his word on such a promise. to the valley of fifty dollars. I felt like giving every penny I had when I dwelt on that word nlife everiastingv Rot that I could buy it. but just to show how I 'preciated it-. But 'Mr. Alstion aid no mre than fifty, so I give ine w "4hr was a long silence, the shadows of evening gathered in the little room; at last Becky rose, took a key from under her pilow, opened her blue chest, drew from the bottom I I of it a long and well-filled black woolen stoek- ing, and asking Thomas to light a candle, she deliberately counted out, in hills and coins, fifty dollars. & "There," shemaid, with a loig; deep breath, " I "1"vc got just even six hunder. Thomas, and thermes fin of 'em, and may the Lord nelp Ie to give not grudgingly, but of a ready mind, as Vou've often told me." We think our friend, Becky, was getting converted in" that bg sticking. What shall we ay more? We know that they, whom God hath chosen, zo from strength to strength, and every one of them in Zion appeareth before God. It may be that as the rears have passed, friend Thomas Twigg is seen no more in the Corner Stall on Union Square, perchance he page: 256-257[View Page 256-257] has prospered unto the attaining of a shop, with Jerry for his confectioner; it may be he bs gone where good men -Rest from their labors and their works do follow them." Earlk this morning the roar of cannlO and the snap of fire-crackrs aw)ke mue to the con- seiousness that patroie Aaerica, big and little was eelebrain the Natons birth-day If the most that patriotism did to show its zeal, was to use umn uua amtants of powder and Lager, ouIr land would be poor indeed. The true Criian is the best patriot. Re- lizion is the Palladium or our rnes- Yong friends, he best serves his country who beat serves hi' Gd. Remember right- eons meni wo uld have sav SAodom, and the Christialn i America are theV- whe- 1y earn- est labor andI tai;M ri largest hiad;nZ trom the ling of Natmin. Many men have built in New York mar e t -I F *$ TECO + gnUA and hotels, and palatial residences; many men have dowered public buildings, and . beautified public grounds; but I hold him a truer patriot, a more useful citizen, who, moved by love to God and fellow beings, rescues men from vice and iznominV, and gives to the state honest workers who might have been out- rageons criminals. He who spreads ;ospel lizht, temperance, industry and education, even in one home, s brter to is country awl h native -a than he who sets on hizh a: splendid piece of statuary, or rears a lofty done. To such, as Thomas es the gd com- uiendiation, " lie wIho conerteth a sinner from the error of his wa, hali rave a sul from death, and cover a multitude of ins." :4 .a
