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An AFFECTING ScsNE.-Thc New Haven Cou
rier relates the oilo"ing


in LAWYERS Office in a remote part Of THIS
Stale, lay mortgage for eleven hundred collars.
which Yves within few davs OF being Cue
One morning the man whose place the mort
gage was held called and inquired if the pay
mcnt could not he put off short time. tie
was a man somewhat advanced in life, and very
Incorporate. The lawyer in reply 10 his lnqul
ries, said that the man who held the mortgage,
wanted his moneY--that he was s'rry, but II
could not be extended The tears came to the
od mans eyes, and after standing few moments
a perfect image OF despair, he turned and lett the
office. He returned home, believing that III a
fow short days his aged and lnirm wife and in
valid daughter would have 10 quit the roof which
hat 81 long si'elte-ea thorn. end s~ok for n home
he knew no. where.


He could say nothing to them about it, it would
cause them SO much grief. 's'he mortgage be
came due, and in the morning early the farmer
again repaired 10 the lawyers office. he pleaded
'or time but 10 no purpose. Overcome with
emotion, the old man sank into a chair, and there
-ar for two hours, apparently unconscious OF any
hing that was p ,ssing around HIM, when car
mage drove np Iu he dnnr, and lady stepped
rom it. She entered thc Office. Alter standing
few moments ryelng the did man with ntcr's 81
aud enin,ion she spokc. Fhe old man looked up


Father. how do ynu do ~


"Oh! Sar4h. am weii, but sad. am glad to
sec YOU but sorrow iCr ynur aged inothe: and In
valid SISTER. | cannot return 10 them. for 1t will
b. to tell them they have no home. and ih!s can
not hear. 1t will kill yonr pnor mother"


Father Father :" said the daughter, " could
YOU live n temperate man. If tins ~err paid ?"


YES. oh, yes would; hut it cannot be- for
[ have nWh'ng 10 paw 1t with"


Tho f.,h.r was Loco Fnco and violently or
posed to the Tariff. In The village was ii factory
dong good business. This dausht worked IN
it.


Father" said the daughter. 'here is the
eleven hundred dollas," taking it from her
pocket, y" of my own hard earnings, which | have
laid up while working at the factory. Go home
be happy-and never, M neve! again raise
your voice against that which has raised you from
ruin and is the greatest blessing your country can
enjoy"