Rev. J. I. WARD, Assistant Editor.

PRICE ONE CENT.
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minutes after, he was standing in front of
Benson's house, battering his knuckles
against the door to obtain admittance. II
was opened by our acquaintance Charles
Benson, Jr., whose eyes sparkled with de-
light, as he ushered him into the house.
No sooner had he beheld him seated, than
he ran to find his mother.


Smother, mother, guess whose in the
front room"


"I am sure do not know, my son, but
from your looks, ! should judge the visiter
to be no stranger"


You've guessed it mother--for though
he is no stranger-yet he is the stranger -
Oh, ! am SO glad"


why, my son?"


Because, mother, we wont have TO leave
the Cottage now.'
"How-that would be good news indeed,
if it were true"


"True as Gospel, madam" said the
stranger, offering his hand. Where is my
friend, Benson this morning mind,
lose no time, in unpacking and arranging
your goods-for from this house you shall
not go, except of your own free choice.
can't explain now--I must see friend Ben
son Immediately, there is not moment to
lose"


He is in the garden" said little Clara.


will 60 to him--do unpack immedi-
ately, Mrs. Benson, whilst ! 60 talkto Ben
son. Your enemies have plotted will
counter-plot," said he, as he left the kitch~
en-. k1
Mr.. Benson was seated in the arbor. So
absorbed was he in thought, that he OBJ
served not the approach Of his friend. The
] first intimation he had of his presence was
the sound OF his voice, saying, "Come,
come, friend Benson, cheer up-do you
not know that the darkest hour precsdes
the coming day."


"Alas, my friend, in my case day has
become extinct-bright and beautiful as is
the Star of Temperance, it cannot pierce
the thick gloom which envelopes my pres
ent prospects. You little know, may you
neuer know the pangs have endured tho
agony of mind ] now suffer ; to be COM
PEELED to give up to strangers the cottage
which my own hands reared-the pleasant
grounds cultivated by my wife, and all the
pleasures and conveniences which years of
toll had gathered about me-this, Of itself,
is bad enough--but when this state OF
things is brought about by ones own i'm
providence, and sinful prostitution of time
and talents, as is the case in the present in
stance, the reflection, like the barbed ar
row, sinks deep, and cannot be withdrawn.
Years of happiness and uninterrupted pros
perity, nay, Lifetime, cannot efface from
memory's page this hour. Nor would /
hape it so, my friend. would NOT forget
how narrowly escaped drunkard's
Craze"


"Do, II you please, forget 1t tor = few
moments; for ] have that to say and do
which will not brook delay"


"You have made use Of the very words
Grandson used to invite me into his house.
He said he had business which," &c.


elf ] am not mistaken, he will hear
something more than he cares about hear
ing before this day is past--but to busi-
ness. What is the amount Of your indebt-
edness to this man 7"


"Five hundred dollars principal and
thirty dollars interest,""


"That is all that stands against the
property"


"Every cent-but that's enough, the
Lord knows.o


To be continued 9s