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PiA LEIGH, NORTH CAROLlft SATURDAY, DEC. 17, 1853.
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Fromj Chamber's Edinburgh Journal.
THE CHEMIST'S SjiHOP AT THE CORNER.
Among the inumera'ble chemists' " corner shops"
'nil'vi,00 (an,l "vaf K not ware of-the advant
''yto --sucli establish imenls, "oFtemg 'placed at
awkward turnings, prjoh'fie in accidents, where the
renl lamp- can shine .down two streets at once ?),
not 'one, perhaps, was i so well known as Mr. Ti-s-T
ick's, at the corner of Lionel Street. Between the
hours of three and fo ur on a fine afternoon, many
a g'ailv-dressed inerch-jant's- wife or daughter might
'ho sauntering down fi om her. pretty villa, to meet
-'h'er '-husband or. father! at that appointed spot, on
his way home 'from business; and occasionally
though, of coiurae by 'mere chance" young ladies
have leen known to meet their lovers there. In
fact, there was not a -more noted place in Liver-
. pool -for .' accidents- and appointments than the
chemist's shop at the corner. The most success
ful days of. the most successful " diners " never
dawned rnord auspicio usly, or closed more profita
bly, than did every 'day- to little Tisick the chemist.
! lie was making money, and he deserved to make
it, being'a good little man, with a good little wife
; and a large family, wlio occupied the commodious
; and well-furnished apartments over the shop.
"There's something the matter yonder," said
Mr. Bingly, looking up Lionel Street, through
which he was conducting his wife home, late in
the evening, from a popular lecture.
. " O, do let us. go round another way, Harry,"
entreated Mrs. Bingly : " I hate a crowd."
-, " I Jut, 'my dear, I should like to know what the
; aci'iderit is : we might be of service.''
'"'Why, what could we do, Harry? besides
there are plenty of people to assi-t. Vou know I've
a horror of accidents, or whatever it may be so
do: come the other way."
"Certainly, my dear, if you wish it. though I
. cannot help thinking, if help be needed, we savor
a fit.tle of .the .Priest .and Levite, who parsed on the
other side of the way." However, Mr. Bingly
complied, quickening his pace, t until, airivi'nga,t
his own door, he deposited his wife in safety. ' He
-was -.ibma .to retrace Imst?p.t, when "Mrs Bingly,
in her own peculiar querulous tone, recalled him :
.-. " Harry .' . liow very unfeeling you are. You
'.would run "after a stranger in a crowd, but have no
, 'anxiety about your own -family. Can't you wait
".an instant, until I inqu'ire whether the 'children are
all at'e in their beds :"' -i
" Certainly ,- my love. , Mary ' to the girl who
i opened "'the door " are the children sound a-leep ?".
" ves, sir, long ago." "t
7 There, my dear," said Mr. Bing'v to hi wife,
'ali's right.- you hear.- Now go in ; I shan't be
loii'i" And much .-against .his. wife's wish, Mr.
: . Bingly. -.-t out to ascertain the cause of the crowd.
' -IV )!(:, may wonder 'why. a staid family-man
i' lik' Mr. l'iiigly, ' habituated to the crowds and
' ca-ualties of Liverpool, should thus needlessly take
up life time, and offend Uiis wife : but the tact is,
that',, years before, his- neglect on such on occasion
prevented his seeing, for the last time, his earliest
.'and dearest friend, - Frederick Triebner, wh.o had
: appointed to meet hhn for a farewell interview,
previously to his going to settle abroad. The
chaise .was overturned as Mr. Bingly passed by
carelessly and unconsicously ; and his friend, too
nmch injured to keep his appointmeiit, was, after
his broken ribs had been set by the surgeon'; car
ried on a litter on board the ship, and they. never
again "met. 1 Bingly never forgave himself for the
neglect; and his -fidgety anxiety about all such
disasters was now increased to a feverish -pitch, bv
a sort of presentiment that his eldest son Harry,
from whom he had parted in anger four years be
fore, was about to return home.
Young Harry Bingly' -was gay, high spirited,
but facile ; and the usual associates and tempt
ations of town-life, parcieti'arly a suspected low at
tachment, so , exasperated his father,, that not
withstanding he dearly loved the boy, who, more-
-over, was the pet and X( darling of his mother
-in a moment of excitement he said : " Leave my
'house, sir ; you are a disgrace to my name and
roof; leave nie, lest I strike you to my feet F The
haughty boy flushed, then turned deadl. pale,
give one glance at his father, who already half
''repented his rashness, and, without a word, quitted
. the house, and, in spite of every exertion and in
lpiiry, had never -sitice been heard of.
7 -By the time Mr.-Bingly reached Lionel Street,
the crowd Jrad dispersed: All interest or sympa
thy in the m whatever it might have been,
seem.d to have subside . . ' Can you tell me," he
' inquired of the only loiterer, what the accident
was t, at happened a few minutes -ago V
" Aw s sure aw doant knaw;- .,,1,1 U
hi uii neu, or t
wurst corner i
I chap a keaps that'
a foin li viir out
ueau links. t.liMt' 1
Mr. lirn'vriv lool.-pil tlfn vlinn Tf ,.. . . ..
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v- -v.. .., uui mere
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was still a-glimmer of gas through the fan-light ' being incased in baize, without hasp or bolt, yield-
"v. r the door. He paused irresolute whether to i.ed noiselessly to the slightest touch.
: squire further, when the light disappeared. "0h:"; Mr. Bingly pausedfor an instant on the thres-
id he, reconciling the matter to himself, "it has ; hold, and convulsively grasped the hand of the
7 "n a rifling affair, I suppose. I'll ask Tisick all ! chemist, who Suffered the door- again to closest
.'bout it in the morning, as . I go to the office ;" j this symptom of agitation ; but, as if ashamed of
..and Mi Bitiflv turned his stens homeward: but ; his irresolution f- i: Li .1 1 .
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trange misgiving, an unaccountably strong
lul of curiosity, persuaded him that - he wotldj
be sorry if he did not inquire further into the mat- j
fter ; therefore, though half ashamed of his own j
weakness, he once more retraced his j steps, and, I
going up to the private door, rang the bell.
Mr, Tisick at home ?"
"Yes, sir; but he's engaged just now. Per
haps you could wait a. little. Will yoiu step into
f the parlor?" , , - H
"Oh, it's of no consequence," said Mr. Bingly.
I merely called to inquire who .was hurt by the
accident that happened in the street aj short time
" We don't know who he is, sir, for I belive the
poor young gentleman- has been .insensible ever
"And how did the accident happen ?" asked
Mr. Pingly, interested by the words yoiing gentle
" The horses of the hackney-coach ttok fright,
sir. The driver was off the box at th moment;
and the young gentleman was getting; out of the
window in front, evidently to recover the reins.;
Everybody in the street shouted tojhim: 'Sit
still, sit still for your life !' but he did it cleverly,
and kept fast hold, for he seemed to be a sailor,
when an omnibus, turnixighe corner -sharply, ran
against the coach, upset kand I think ithe young
man is almost killed." j i '
" . L sailor, you say ?'' aijid Mr. Binglyjs thoughts
instantly reverted, to his son, w ho, he felt certain,
had gone to sea. - " HVw old would you suppose
the young man to be ?".
" Not twenty, I should think, sir."
"And fair or dark complexioned V. he asked
with intense anxietv.
" Fair, Lshould say, sir. He has bright brown
hair, and Dear me ! I beg your pardon,
sir," said the girl.stari.ng. in ..wonder at Mr. Bingly,
".bu the younggentleman is the very picture of
" Merciful Heaven ! should it be Han
rry . ex
claimed Mr. Bingly. " I must see the voting man
instantly ! Where is Mr. Tisick .-"
The girl became quite alarmed at Mr. Bingly 's
excited state, and requesting him to step into the
parlor, promised to acquaint his master with his
washes. Mr. Bingly now felt convinced it must be
Harry-. What was' it that urged him iiito' pursu
ing the inquiry so far, but that undefinable feeling,
that " something" " beyond all human ken, which
conjures up in the heart a foreshadowing of events
that, mysterious symp:thy which irresistibly at
tracts and links us to places and persons ?
The girl's statement of the young sailor's resem
blance' to himself, threw 'Mr., Bingly into the pain
fully excited statein which Mr. Tisick imw found
him; who, in reply to his agit;led and.almost
frenzied inquiries,' answered evasively, and -with a
degree of embarrassment quite at Variancje with the .
usual, inirenuous and familiar
style for "which
lie was noted, ".liear me bless me
' i . :,i
"it will be very .extraordinary it. that young gen
tleman turns .out-to be your soii,' Mr. Bingly; .ind
really I shouldn't wonder thaCls exebse me
of course it is impossible for me to guess' as I nv
er happened to see your son " j .
' Well, well," interrupted -Mr. 'Bingly mipa'ient
ly, " I must be satisfied : this suspense is unendu
rjsibje. Take me to his bedside at once, where I
will thank Heaven if he be not my son, and do all
. - . - i
loin mv power to serve him, whoever he may be."
"On condition," said the chemist seriously, "that
you' promise to suppress all emotion, even should
your worst fears be realized."
"O Heaven! is my boy dead?" inquired Mr.
Bingly in agony.' j
(i No, no, my dear sir. The young manfor it
is only your own fears which have told j you he is
your son -is under the influence of a composing
draught. I have premised the surgeon ihat the
profoundest stillness shall be maintained, as any
excitement, or even the least startling noise, might
prove fatal ,10 him." ,.
" 1 )o not fear me," said Mr. Bingly ; " what can
I not endure if the life of my dear Harry depend
upon it !"
"Well, then, reiying on your silence, and that
you will suppress every exclamation or communi
cation until we leave the room, I will take you to
him. Can you depend upon yourself V-
"'1 think I can," said Mr. Bingly with a falter
ing voice for there was'something in the chemist's
manner that seemed to confirm his apprehensions
" Perhaps your son's life depends upon it !" in
terposed Mr. Tisick with a sternness of manner un
usual with him, therefore the more emphatic.
"I am sure I can," added JJr. Bingly with
"I rely upon you," said the considerate little
chemist, and led the Way up a staircase carpete i
thickly,- every inch, to render inaudible the light?
est or the heaviest footfall. This staircase, and the
chamber to -which iC led, were used only in the
most dangerous case wherein Mr. Tisick exercis-
' ed his benevolence arid Christian charity, in retain-
' :. imJjt lii mvn ror.f ir. was a nor-
tieu of the house separated from the family apart-
T j n-tarcA ovminl: on a mis
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' c- c ... r. ,.l Vo AAnr which,
: 01 mercy, mt. naic. veueu -7
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, -" J"1Jgiy, tnougn eviaeiinv mm
an effort, recovered his self-possession and motion-
ed to proceed.
The gas shades were so contrived as to throw a
subdued, soft light over the apartment ; the cur-i
tains of the low bed were drawn back and tucked
away, as if to give air to the invalid, or what
was a more thrilling thought facility perhaps to"
some torturing operation which had been, or was
still to he performed.
Th fRtiit lay like a eorpsa-upou Ui-4ed, tW4X?rn.s'e
upper part of the face entirely concealed by a green
shade, placed over the forehead, as there were in
juries apprehended to the sight $ but the mouth
and nostrils strongly defined, pale and graceful in
their clear outline as statuary marble, were too
close a resemblance for the father to behold unmov
edhis agonized grasp of the chemist's shoulder
at once awoke the latter's experienced suspicion,
that feeling would overcome prudence. But he in
stantly saw that resolution had resumed her sway,
the torture of suspense having found vent and re
lief in tears, w hich silently flowed down the father's
cheeks for one he at the moment believed to be
With many a struggle the father kept his prom
ise of silence, in the hope of being permitted to
remain just where he was riveted to the spot
watching the awaking, the. slightest movement, or
even the breathing of his son. At this moment
the patient moved his hand, turning the palm up
wards, as if in search of some friendly clasp; the
chemist with the quickness of thought, prevented
the lather from giving the answering pressure; but
still the longing hand was stretched out, and sud
denly a young fair creature, more like an angel
than a human being, who had been watehino half
concealed, am d the folds of the curtain, crept went
ly forward, and placed her small white hand in his.
The fingers of -the invalid closed around the little
prisoner, as if to retain the treasure, and his tran
quil slumber continued. This incident, though si
lent seem 'd to break the spell which the minute
before had made all motionless ; and the careful
little chemist drew Mr. Bingly his eyes to the
last fixed upon the bed fairly out of the room.
They descended to the snug parlor, where the
little chemist's little wife was now seated, busily
employed- with needle work. Mr. Bingly threw
himself into a chair, covered his face with his hands
and gave Way to an irrepressible and passionate
burst of grief. Mrs. Tisick thought, as all women
do, how overwhelming must be the sorrow which
causes a man to weep; and, approaching Mr. Bing
ly, although ignorant of the cause, pressed his
hand in sympathy.
" Come, come, my dear sir," said the chemist,
" do not distress yourself, j.crhaps needlessly : it
l is still a problem whether he be your son or not.
"lour own imagination tortures you the features
were not sufficiently revealed to confirm vour
. " I' would give up all T possess to see that face !
It surely is impossible 1 can be mistaken," said Mr.
" It is quite possible, my dear sir ; in fact, it is
improbable that it should be your son."
"But his clothes where are thev V eagerly in
qui ed Mr. Bingly. "There must be some mark
by which I can identify him."'
Mr. Tisick left tl ie :oonv, almost instantly re
turning with tlie clothes of the invalid. They
were all of foreign make, and n name whatever
to be found upon them.
" By the by," remarked the chemist, " there
were papers in his pockets, which may give some
information ;" and he rang the bell. " Mary "
to the servant who entered " where are those pa
p rs I gave you to hold when we were undressing
the patient ?" .
"I'll get them directly, sir," said the girl, leav
in ' the room. " I put them under his pillow to
" Stay 1" said the chemist, springing up, and
clutching her arm to prevent her ascending the
staircase. " xre you mad ? To disturb him might
be death." '
" Merciful Heaven ! is there to be no. termination
to this suspense ?" ejaculated Mr. Bingly.
" Mv dear sir." said the chmist, "I entreat you
to listen to me : all that can be done for the pres
ent has been done."
" You would deceive me. What can have been
done in the short time which has elapsed since I
saw- the crowd ?"
" It is upwards of an hour since he was brought
in here," replied the chemist. " A surgeon was
instantly in attendance : it must have been his de
parture you witnessed the crowd never dispers
es until it knows the fate of the sufferer."
" And is he fatally injured?" asked Mr. Bingly
" W e hope not. The injuries are certainly seri
outs ; nor can we ascertain their full extent until
to-morrow. Meanwhile, the draught has taken
effect; and he. is not likely to awaken until nine
in the morning. I could wish to persuade you,
m v dear s r, to go home, and make yourself as
tranquil as possible under the circumstances, with
; the assurance, that every attention will be shown
1 . - ' - -
! the patient ; and by no means to alarm Mrs. Bing-
ly bv any allusion to your fears, which, after all,
i J ? a ' ulcl
; ma Drove to nave hpn norfptlv nmnnH me "
may prove to have been perfectly groundless.
" It is not easy, Mr. Tisick, to persuade me that
I such can be the case ; however, I will, if possible,
; disguise my feelings from my wife, and thank you
for the precaution. I shall never forget your kind
ness and sympathy, or the watchful tenderness of
that angel your daughter of course who hover
ed round my boy. The little chemist and his lit
tle wife exchanged a -significant glance. When
can I return "
4 yot till jiine, when the surgeon is to report."
Good-night, my dear sir," said Mr. Bingly at
j&e'foot of the stair; " but, O Heavens ! to think
of thus meeting a son from whom I had parted in
soclt anger !"
', Mr. "Tisick here interposed, a sudden thought
sinking him ; "Yon say you parted in anger : had
A bitter cause an intimacy rjsibfy"'a1ow
marriage, with one of the most degraded of her
sex. She disappeared about the srne time. Yes,
I fear it must be ; and yet, O Harry, could I know
that you were safe"
" You would forgive all ?" solemnly demanded
A heavy gloom mantled over Mr. Bingly's brow
at this idea, on which Mr. Tisick said decidedly :
" This is enough, Mr. Bingly. You must go home.
On no consideration wi I I permit an interview be
tween you and our suffering fellow-creature above
stairs, be he your son or not. No one but a chris
tain in the true sense of the word, shall come near
him till the surgeon has reported by nine to-morrow.
Go, sir, and learn to forgive cvenjth.e worst
offences ; and pray that forgiveness come not too
Mr. Bingly turned hanghtily round to reply to
this, to him, unusual address, when a faintly-heard
groan smote his ear. He shuddered, pressed the
chemist's hand, and quitted the house.
" Poor Mr. l'ingly," said Mrs. Tisick as the chem
ist re-entered the parlor, " I see he does'nt know
the worst of it."
" The worst of it !" echoed Mr. Tisick. " Pear
me bless me ! I should say he doem't know the
best of it."
" Yes, dear; but when he comes to know it, it
will be a trial for him; and his poor wife it will
be the death of her : her nerves will have a bad
J "Then, my dear, his wife shouldn't have such
j shockinsr bad nerves. She'll survive it; as all ner
vous people invariably survive every thing that is to
be the death "f them."
" Now, John Tisick," said his homely little wife,
" that's positively unfeeling. What would you
say if our Johnny were to do the same thiug ;'' "
Why, my dear, I'd say with the old song:
' He'd do the same thing were he in the same
" O John," said Mrs. Tisick reproachfully, " how
can any one suppose or imagine your heart to be
brimful of kindness and humanity, when you will
go o making these jokes and some of them, I
must sav" Mrs. Tisick was careful in modifying
her condemnation of her husband's wit ;' very
poor jokes. Yes. John, very poor jokes indeed !''
This was severe, but Mrs. Tisick's feelings were as
much outraged by the non-appreciation of hei pic
ture of " Johnny," as an artist's would be at the
Hanging Committee placing his out of sight.
" Well, well, my dear," oberved the chemist,
"you know a medical man's joke.-, must sometimes
be out of joint, to be professional ; but. did you ob
serve, m.y love, what Mr. Bingly said about our
'angel of a daughter T"
' Yes, yes," said Mrs. Tisick, smiling; ''I could
not help giving you a look at the time. It was
just as well he saw her when he did. And I don't
wander at his calling her an angel, with her beau
tiful golden hair shading her sweet features. Lid
she know it was his lather V
" No, my dear no. 1 don't suppose she even
saw him. But now. I will fro and prevail on her
7 o I
to come and have a bit of supper with us. That
ring at the door must be the nurse the surgeon
promised to send, so she may leave the patient
with perfect satisfaction and safety." The little
chemist was absent just long enough to allow Mrs.
Tisick mentally to apostrophize his rare qualifica
tions, when she was interrupted by his reappear
ance wit 1 their " angel of a daugter," as Mr. Bing
ly styled the young lady who was so attentive to
his supposed son. She scarcely looked more than
seventeen years of age -a gentle, interesting crea
ture, whom every one would wish to aidL to do
something for, in answer to the claim her seeming
helplessness and exceedingly feminine beauty made
on the hearts of all who beheld her. Mrs. Tisick
received her with all the tenderness such a person
was likely to inspire. " Well, my dear," she in
quired, " how did you leave our poor patient ?"
" In a sweet sleep," replied the young stranger.
" I pray Heaven it may continue till the morning."
" Oh, certain," confidently interposed the chem
ist, " he won't waken till nine o'clock." .
" And do you really think, sir, his life is not in
any danger ?" anxiously inquired the girl. ,
" Set your heart at rest, my dear ; he'll; live to
plague his little wife for many a year yet."
The poor girl was evidently distressed by the
kind-intenlioned, but not very refined wit of the
" Never mind John's jokes," said Mrs. Tisick ;
" he just imagines every husband is to be as great
a plague as himself. Do remember, John, What a
very young bride our guest is.
The poor girl was now more embarrassed than
ever, and with blush succeeding blush at every
word she uttered, said, with extreme confusion :
" I am quite unhappy at being placed in so singu
lar a position. Harry I mean Mr. Hervey is
entitled to every service I can render my life if it
were necessary ; but I have no claim to the title
you confer upon me."
This statement created much surprise, and, in
spite of all their charity, the faintest possible shade
of suspicion, in the minds of Mr., and Mrs. Tisick.
'Well, 'my dear young lady," said the former,
'you must pardon me; and you cannot but admit
that my mistake was a very natural one. Your
being in the coach with him, his calling upon you
as his ' beloved Emily,' and your extreme devotion,
all combined to aid the -delusion under which my
wife and I labored."
"If yo will permit me, I will, fu far as I can,
expiainsaid the "young : smngtV imidly, "" On
the arrival of his ship this evening, Mr. Hervey's
intention was to place me at once under the pro
tection of his father, and I was accompanying him
for thatpurpose, when the accident happened which
has thrown us upon your compassion."
" Strange !" remarked the chemist. " Pardon ine
have you never heard him speak of a Mr. Bingly
as his father ?"
"Frequently of his father but Ilervey lYIIai-
rv s name.
" Dear, me bless me ! m v love," said the chem
ist to his wife, "it is as I suspected, and Mr. Bing
ly is mistaken after all.
"And have you come off a loner voyage, mv
dear young lady?" asked Mrs. Tisick, with kind
interest and womanly curiosity blended.
"If is .two months since the shipwreck, when
Mr. Hervey saved my life, and I had been at sea
ten days up to the night of that dreadfu, storm."
' Poor child !'' said Mrs. Tisick compassionately :
"ou have relations in England. I suppose?"
"I have reason to believe that a dear friend of
my father resides in Liverpool; but before we left
the ship. premised Mr. Hervey to be silent on this
subject" and the young girl, evidently embarras
sed, hesitated to proceed.
"Certainly, certainly," said the chemist : "do
not imagine, my dear miss" his corrected appel
lation sounded almost unkind "that we' would
take advantage of circumstances to force vourcon
j rience ; all we de:-ire is to be of service; and to
I morrow, I trust, will enable us to see more clearly
j into the future."
j Persuading their young guest, instead of return
J iug to watch by the bedside of the patient, to take
i some repose in the chamber appointed for her, they
! bade her good night, -promising faithfully to call
', her should the slightest change take place.
i " There's a mystery about that young person T
don't exactly like," said the chemist as soon as she
" I'm sure there can be no harm about her, John ;
she's too beautiful for that," very generously re
marked Mrs. Tisick.
"My dear, your argument would be more satis
! factory if it were on the side of ugliness," dryly
! observed the chemist. " But go up to bed, mv
iove : 1 will just look in to see how our patient is
! doing, and trust to to-morrow for the clearing up
j of this romance."'
j Meanwhile Mr. Bingly had reached home, where
j his nervous wife was anxiously expecting him.
" hat a long while you ve been, Harry . she
began, as Mr. Bingly calmly, though abstractedly,
moved a chair to the table where his wife wis seat
ed. " It's very cruel of yon to leave me alone in
this wav : I was on the point of ringing for James
to go in search of you." Mr. Bingly spoke not a
word. " You're come home in an ill-humor, I
suppose, because I wouldn't assist a drunken sailor
in a crowd, or some such thing, with wlpch you
choose to sympathize. Really, Mr. Bingly, your
vulgar curiosity about such matters is positively
intolerable." But becoming alarmed at her hus
band's Continued silence, and the singular expres
sion of his pale face, she resumed: "Now, don't
frighten -me, Harry ; you're ill I tec you are
you've made yourself ill by the sight of some hor
rid drunken creature you'd no concern with, who,
no doubt, deserved whatever happened to him."
"Silence, unfeeling woman :" exclaimed Mr.
Bingly, exasperated beyond the power of endur
ance. Mrs. Bingly was struck dumb with aston
ishment at these harsh words from her hitherto
good-natured and indulgent husband, and only re
plied with an abundant shower of tears ; but in
stantly recollecting that his wife was wholly igno
rant of his cause of irritation, Mr. Bingly added :
" Forgive me, Frances, and have forbearance enough
to ask me no more qutstions to-night. I lijave
reasons for the entreaty, which shall be explained
"Of course I shall not sleep a wink for wonder
ing what they are," said his wife, a little more pac
ified. " It must be something very serious, I am
sure of that, for you've not been in such a state of
mind since our dear Harry left us. Oh !" and
something like the truth seemed to flash upon Ijer
"that is it, I'm sure of it ! You've heard of our
darling Harry ? you've had a letter from him ?
" No ! I give you my honor I have not," an
swered Mr. Bingly equivocally; who, in consider
ation of the maternal anxiety she now began to
evince, was resolved to spare his vife s much
pain as possible.
" Well, then, I don't mind obeying you, if it is
nothing concerning Harry ; but I'm sure Ishould
die if there's bad news from him."
Mr. Bingly saw the policy of following the
chemist's advice ; and though his thoughtful and
distracted manner kept his wife on the rack of cu
riosity, she contrived to maintain her promise ;
and Mr. Bingly, notwithstanding bis miserable
j stat of mind, concealed the cause of his anxiety.
Early next morning the family of the benevolent
little chemist was assembled in the breakfast-parlor
; the report of the nurse was most favorable,
and Dr. Galen, the surgeon, was momentarily ex
pected., In truth, Dolly," said little Tisick to his
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wife, " it was a clever stroke of min to put the
father off till nine o'clock, when the surgeon eorms
at eight." . ; ' f
" Indeed, John,1 I don't agree wiih you : 'tis
cruel to prolong the poor man's suspense."
"My dear, you know nothing about it I al
ways act professionally ; and when I jidminister a
dose, I always give it the full statutory perkwpfor
its operation." 1 i
Dr. Galen's report was most fa'voraM i ;"" the na
ture of the injuries ascertained, and from the evi
dently admirable constitution of the jMient, a rap
id recovery might be ant'eipated. Elnily had ob
served, with quite steady composure, the examina
tion by the accomplished surgeon, and with equal
steadiness listened to his lucid repjrt, but the
words, "speedy recovery," were too ljiuch for her,
the revulsion too great. She fainted, jand was car
ried from the room, thereby divulging, if need
there were, the feelings which she bore towards
Mr. Bingly, who had left home 'early that morn
ing, obstinately silent even to the frenzied ent,-ea-ties
of his now alarmed wife, was pu ictiial to the
"Dolly, my dear," -aid the chutist, '-that's
Bingly's ring : I can tell the agony of! suspense in
every vibration of its subdued chime.j Leave the
room, and let me deal with hint alotiej Well, my
dear sir, have you thought of what 1 joM yoir last
night ?' are you prepared to met vfur son, as a
Christian father should !
" I am," solemnly exclaimed Mr. 1
my son has brought wretchedness up.
his rashness, it is not for a fat Iot to
lingly. " If
n himself by
increase u at
such a time. Oh, let me see him. that 1 mav tell
him so before he die !"
"Thn, am I commissioned to relievi- your mind :
the name of the sufferer is Henry Hervey."
How inconsistent is poor human npture '. One
would suppose that this relief from h s worst fears
would have been a joy to Mr. Bingly, and, yet "if
came on him like a disnppointmchp His very
soul had sr yearned to the sufferer, that to find he
had no claim on him, seemed like a violent depri
vation. " Are you sure there is 110 in stake '" "
"Oh, none whatever," said the chemist. " Ileit
is a letter which had accidentally dropped on the
floor. You see the address is Henrv Hervey; and
here is a memorandum appended, apparently in
u s own nanuwriiing. . 1
. . i
A film came over the fathei's eyqs; or was' it
his trembling hands that prevented bis reading the
scroll ? But,
letter by letter, the handwriting of
upon the fathers visijoii; " Is mv
his son smote
! son alive, Mr, Tisick C j
" Dear me :b!"ss me ! can he le Vour son after
all V asked the chemi-t with great Cpee. " Your
son ! He lives, and the surgeon assumes me he will
do well. Pemember vou r promise !'1 The chem-
! ist looked at Mr. Bingly, and saw. iioin the expres-
sion of his countenance, where the sbraphic smile
of gratitude aiid devotion were bleiujed, that this
was an unnecessary question. " Now, conic and
see your son."
The father approached noistlefsbj approached
knelt by the bedside, took his son's hand, and,
pressing it to.his lips, murmured : ''Harry,!"
" Can you forgive me. father V
" All, all even the worst, as I hope to he for-
" And she ?" faintly added his son.
A spasm shook the strong and haughty man ;
but his better nature prevailed. "Yes, Harry; if
yours, she is mine." j
" Emily !" faintly but joyfully ejaculated the
" Emily.!" echoed the father ; "sutely her name
was Sarah." j
lmili. Tplntincp on rxrr.lton rlwm 1 vdn 1 11 r&A "
The father started to his feet in speqchless amaze
ment. "Jfcamly Iriebner ! the orphan chUu ot my.
best and dearest friend, who was consigned to my
care after her father's death, and reported to have
been lost at sea ?" !
" Come, come," interposed little Tisick with a
faltering voice, and after rubbing ldsjeyes with his
handkerchief; "this may be, too mujh for my "pa
tient. Mr. Bingly, when you ve done embracing
Emily, I'll trouble you to come down stairs, when
I shall again tell you to go home but this time
to comfort your wife with the news f a recovered
son and a happy marriage; and above; all, with that
best of all joys the consciousness that, amidst
such tribulation, you have been able to attain to
the high and holy attribute of unqualified forgive
ness." A Beautiful Simile. I he pious Jonathan
U ,1 . A ,1 ki q Phristinn na Kftincr likft puch
jlu v a i ua uci' 'J - t,
a little flower as we see in the spring of the year,
low and humble on the ground ; f opening its
bosom to receive the pleasant beams of the sun's
glory ; rejoicing, as it were in a calmjrapture ; dif
fusing around a sweet fragrance ; stAnding peace
fully and lowly in the midst of other powers." The
world may think nothing of the litle flower
they may not even notice it ; but, nejvertfieless, it
will be diffusing around a sweet fragrince upon all
who dwell within its lowly sphere.
"I am rich enough," say Pope to 'Swift, "and
can afford to give away a hundred pounds a year.
I would not crawl upon the world without doing a
little good- I will enjoy the pleasure of giving
what I give, by giving it alive, and seeing another
enjoy it When I die," he added, I" I should be
ashamed to leave enough for a monument, if there
was a wanting friend above ground.'? -