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! Finally called at house, and interrogated the
woman industriously for the whereabouts of La
zy Bill ! but she knew nothing of him, and turn
ed to 60 away. Just then an old gentleman pas
sed the house. 81
I There's old uncle Simon Leighton" said the
/ woman, ''and he knows where your man lives,
if any body does" hurried into the street, and
soon overtaking uncle Simon, put to him the
question, ''Where does Lazy Bill live ?''


Lazy Bill?' said he, SCI suppose you mean
William Smith, the carriage maker''


That's his name,'' 1 replied, "though did
not know he was carriage maker'


'.He lives on the old spot" said Simon, '.iust
where he has lived for twelve wears but he don't
look much like Lazy Bill now, can tell you.''


hurried on, and soon came to the place where
two years before, had dropped the miserable
being, called Lazy Bill whom had taken from
the groggery of the village below, to pilot me to
hotel. The old hoVel had been torn down, and
on its site stooda pretty white cottage, surround
ed with yard of flowers, just whitening from
the effects of an autumn frost. Beyond was a
large building, which, from the sounds proceed
ing from it, judged to be the workshop of
William Smith, the carriage maker. Thither
bent my steps, and on enquiring for Mr.. Smith,
was pointed to a noble looking workman in the
further end of the shop, whose manly bearing
and healthy-looking countenance were evidence
enough that the Pledge had remained unbroken
On my approach he recognized me, shook my
hand heartily, and throwing off his apron, invited
me into his house. We walked in together, and
there found one of the prettiest and happiest
families had ever set eyes upon. The wife
was all joy and contentment, the children were
all animation and beauty. The oldest boy was
atwork in the shop, but Oh learning that it was
the stranger who had called, he came in and
appeared overjoyed to see me. Our meeting
there was indeed glorious one; and never shall
forget the warm grasp of the hand that the ia
ther gave me, on taking my leave of him.


"Tell my old acquaintance of S. said he |
''that Lazy Bill is now one of the happiest fel-
lows in Christendom; that his wife and children
are gay as larks and lively as crickets; that his |
industry and his property have come back to
him; and better than all, that not drop of liquor
is bought, or sold, drank, in the little town of
Pepperelboro,' Torrent.