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jEY, . - A FAMILY lEWSPAPERNEUTRAL IN POLITICS. OOKE. EDITORS. TWO doiJlars i PER' ANN(IM. , ..r.-r.TOiN- "W ADDELL, JR. TERMS: . : Elcfcotctr to all tijc sStttcrrsts of. Itorti) Carolina, tytation, Agriculture, literature, Itefc'S, tfje iWarfeets, Sr. Vol; UN -NO; 3. i rnv III WO PiA LEIGH, NORTH CAROLlft SATURDAY, DEC. 17, 1853. . ot:-- - h 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 man ; hi uii neu, or t 1 omnibus broak wurst corner i ' Li smashing.' Liverpool lor I chap a keaps that' diug-shop gets a foin li viir out thar." : ueau links. t.liMt' 1 Mr. lirn'vriv lool.-pil tlfn vlinn Tf ,.. . . .. : , f v ' ri 1 , ' l - L Ulti -. I our of p osi!ir hp ; iiitfpr v..r. i v- -v.. .., uui mere - ... .. . . . . SELECTED STORY 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 . c j -- . --r- ' trange misgiving, an unaccountably strong ft-el 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. Is 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 ago." " We don't know who he is, sir, for I belive the poor young gentleman- has been .insensible ever since." i "And how did the accident happen ?" asked Mr. Pingly, interested by the words yoiing gentle man, j " 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 vou " 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 Kill 11 he. "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 . I ' 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 firmness. . "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- l. tieu of the house separated from the family apart- T j n-tarcA ovminl: on a mis ; ' u , , Vi i-i ' c- c ... r. ,.l Vo AAnr which, : 01 mercy, mt. naic. veueu -7 J 1 . . . , -" 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 his son. 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 1 fears." . " I' would give up all T possess to see that face ! It surely is impossible 1 can be mistaken," said Mr. Bingly. " 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 be safe." " 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 in agony. " 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 the chemist. 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 late." 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 shack." 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 place.'" " 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 chemist. " 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 4 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 was gone. " 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 afterwards." "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 WHOLE XO 107 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 , i the sufferer. 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 instant. "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 : j - 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- 01 given . " 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 young man. " 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.'? -