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OTTAWA is tlio seat of justice of I.a Salle
county ; is situated nt the junction of tlie Fox river
with the Illinois, S'.IO miles, by water, from Saint
Luis, and mid-way between Chicago and l'eoria.
AgrnU fur Hie I'm Trnilcr.
M. M..tt. ? ,, , U s.lo Ci)Ult IK
J. llorri it, S
C. (!. Mh.li-.ii, Payton.
A. O. !M itii, NmitYs mills.
Inns (Si-rlkt, Trov (,'rove.
Hr-nr I'm llif Miinson, (Indian creek.)
W. KtrsoLiis, T. M. l'outiae.
IIkrs M jii h ur, Morgan's mill.
William It i r.T, near Van lluren, III.
Willi m K. llmi w, Snnbury, Illinois.
I r. J it T Mil KS, Kicks' mill, )e Kalb Co. III.
W. W. Whs, Oswego, Kane Co. 111.
A-riinxt lVrxtn, lloonesboro', Oi;le Co. III.
Tlin IIYIMi HHMTIA-V.
!o, child of darkness! see a Christian die!
i horror pales bis lipn, or dims bis eye ;
No ficnd-slisiied phantoms of destruetiou titurt
The hope Religion pillows on his heart.
When, with a faltering hand he waves adieu
To all who love so well, and weep so true ;
Meek a an infant In tin: mother' breast
Turgs fondly longing for its wonted rest.
)!! pants for where congenial spirits stray,
Tunis to his (J oil, and silis his soul away.
Hinh ! secrets should be dumb to very walls !
A clink may chanixe a nations' destinies,
And where are walls without one: what have doors!
Voice hath a giant's might, not a dwarf's bulk ;
It pusseth where a tiny fly must stop;
Conspiracy tint does not lock it out
Fastens the door in vain. Let's talk in whispers,
And then, with mouth to ear.
Tilt: Kin.iMi it .ii mo i
Or, the Triumph of Virtue.
A Occply lulcrc-ilii); Tale.
Cast thy bread upon the waters, and thou
shall find it after many days."
"Shall I l:ikc your baggage, sir !" said
an intelligent looking boy to a travrlk-r,
who hail just arrived at one of the princi
pal hotels at Louisville.
"My servant takes charjc of it," re
plied tlic gentleman; hut struck with the
peculiar interest of his countenance, as
the hoy retired he flung him a piece of
money. The hoy looked at it with hesi
tation, and his pale check reddened to
crimson. Picking it up at length, he ap
proached the traveller with an air of em
barrassment "Fxcuse mc, sir, I sought employment,
"True, my little son," said the gentle
man, laughing, "hut you surely will not
return so small a trifle on my hands."
The boy stood for a moment in silence.
His young spirit evidently leeoiled from
the idea of appropriating the humililaling
gift, and he remained twirling it in his
fingers. There was an expression of
mingled haughtiness and gratitude in his
many features, and his slender form as
sumed all the irregular attitudes of inde
cision. At this moment a beggar ap
proached, and his countenance bright
ened. "Permit mc," said he, bowing grace
fully to the traveller, "permit mc to trans
fer your bounty." And presenting the
coin to the 'nimble mendicant, he instant
The little incident made a strong im
pression on the mind of the stranger;
und two days afterwards he distinguished
the elastic figure of the boy among a
group of laborers. Pleased at again see
ing him, ho immediately approached
"May I seek your name, my young
acquaintance ?" he inquired in a tone of
'Alvah Hamilton," icplied the boy,
and ho still continued to ply the instru
ment of labor with increasing diligence.
Our traveller, whose; name was Court
ney, looked at him with increased inter
est. The cxlreme beauty of his counte
nance, its marked expression of high and
noble feeling, strongly contrasted with
the correctness of his dress and the rude
ness of his employment.
"Have you no parents ?" inquired
"I have yet a father."
"And what is his vocation!"
"IIcJs a worn-out soldier, sir, of the
revolution." And tho hoy applied him
self to his task with an intensity that see
Jned intended to prevent any further in
terrogalion. The tenacious stranger,
however, was not to be shaken oil".
"Do you live with your father?"
"And where ?"
i ne ooy pointed in silence to a ilecay-
cd and miserable looking dwelling. Mr.
Courtney sighed. A keen November
blast, which at the moment whistled
around him, told him the inadequacy of
such a shelter.
"A soldier!" he mentally exclaimed;
"and perhaps his blood has been shed to
secure the rights of those who now revel
A few hours afterwards he knocked at
the door of the shattered habitation. If
an interest in the father had been already
awakened bv the son, it was at once con
firmed by the appearance of the old man
now before him. lie had raised his head
slowly from his stair on which he was
leaning at the cnicraneo of the stranger,
and discovered a countenance where the
lines of sorrow and suffering were dis
tinctly traced. Still there was something
in his high though furrowed brow, that
told his affinity with the proud Alvah.
And the ravages of infirmity had not id
together robbed his wasted (mm of the
dignity of the soldier.
"W ill you pardon the intrusion of a
stranger?" said Mr. Courtney. "1 have
been led hither merely to chat an hour
with a revolutionary veteran."
"lie who conies lo cheer the solitude
of darkness must be welcome," said the
old man; and Mr. Courtney now per
ceived that he was utterly blind. The
events of the revolution afforded an easy
clue to conversation, and they chatted
"1 would," said Mr. Courtney, "that
every one who assisted in our glorious
struggle, might indit idually share the
prosperity it lias confirmed lo our nation.
I fear, however, that there are many
whose blood lias even cemented the proud
fabric of our independence, that are them
selves left in want and obscurity."
"True," said' the old man ; "the de
cayed soldier, whose strength was wasted
in ihe conflict, has but little for himself
at home. Hut I trust his posterity will
reap the harvest he has sown."
"You have a son," said Mr. Courtney,
"worthy of such a harvest. Is the youth
called Alvah, your all ?"
"All that survives of a large family.
He alone, the child of my old age, has
been spared lo sat e mc from public de
pendence." "Have you betn long deprived of
sight?" asked Mr. Courtney.
"Only two years."
"And during that period have you had
no resource but the labor ol your son ?"
"None but the wants of a soldier are
few, and the filial piety of my body ren
ders him cheerful under every privation
that allects only himself. lie. labors in
cessantly, and 1 have no regret but that
of seeing him thus fettered to servitude."
"I would," said Mr. Courtney with
enthusiasm, "1 would I enuld place him
in a sphere more suited lo his worth.
With the advantages ot education he
would become an ornament to society.
Hut this under your peculiar circumstan
ces he cannot have even in an ordinary
"Hut for his taste for learning," said
the old soldier, "he must have been ut
terly destitute. There were hours, how
ever, when he could not labour; and as
these were invariably devoted to study,
lie has gradually acquired its common
The entrance ol Alvah hiinsell inter
rupted the conversation. Ho had brought
some little delicacies for his father, the
avails of his day's labor.
"I have just been thinking," said Mr.
Courtney, "of making some arrange
ments, with the approbation of your fath-
er, lor your luiure esiauiisuineni. i
grieve to see a boy of pre mise thus losing
ihe spring-time ol lile.
"You forget, sir, said Alvah, respect
fully bowing, "that I can accept no pro
posals that would separate mc Iroin my
father, however advantageous."
"Certainly not, in his present situation ;
but I have friends here, who will readily
assist mc in making a suitable provision
for his support, and you may then bo put
to business that will secure you a tutute
"Impossible, sir. My father can have
no claims like those on his son. "J'is
but a short time since my weakness re
quired his support, and shall I now trans
for the duties of filial gratitude to the hand
of charity ?"
Mr. Courtney knew not what to re
"Do not think mc ungrateful for your
proffered kindness," continued ihe boy,
while his dark eyes swam in tears, and
every trace of pride suddenly gave place
to the liveliest evnrcssion of "T.-itiliide.
, . n ,
I "I feel ino;-t deeply your solicitude for
my interest, but indeed, sir, I am perfect
ly happy in my present condition. Mv
father, too, is satisfied with the slender
provision which my labor affords, and
should it hereafter become insufficient, 1
will not scruple to ask the aid of benevo
lence." Mr. Courtney was affected. The sol
dier again leaned his head over his stall",
and was probably invoking blessings on
the head of his son. A storm had com
menced, and the sleet was even then
dripping through the broken roof. Mr.
Courtney rose to depart.
"Must 1 then go," he exclaimed,
"without rendering vou any service?
Will you not even accept" and he put
his hand into his pocket. Hut Alvah
drew back with an expression that ans
wered the unfinished sentence.
The old man gave him his hand with
an air of benignity. "Accept my thanks,
sir, and sull'er mc to enquire the name ol
him who has thus sought the dwelling of
The stranger gave his name, and ad
dress, and receiving a promise that tliev
would seek him in future need reluctantly
h it them. Mr. Courtney was a man of
teeling, but he was also a man of pleas
ure ; and with the votaries of dissipation,
the soft and holy whisperings of benevo
lence are too often lost in more seductive
strains. The scene he had now witnes
sed had, however, awakened all his bet
ter principles. The dignified submis
sion of the father, the proud humility of
the son, preferring the most servile labor
to the shadow of dependence, his deep
but quiet tenderness for his unfortunate
parent, and his perfect exemption from
selfish feeling, all were vividly impressed
on their visitant. If intercourse with the
good influences even cold and torpid
hearts, that influence must be strong in-
leed on the soul of feeling. Tor a little
time the pageantry of the world lost its
power on the gay Courtney, and all the
haunts of pleasure were forgotten. He
shuddered as he contrasted the elegancies
that surrounded him with the destitution
be had witnessed. The straw pallet of
age ami nilirniity, the picture that memo
ry drew, seemed even yet more vivid
than the reality.
The following day Mr. Courtney had
left the city, but a blank cover enclosing
two hundred dollars, had been placed by
an unknown hand in that of the old sol
Years passed away, and the glow of
unearthly pleasure that the traveller then
experienced was gradually Ini'gotten.
The blandishments ol pleasure resumed
their wonted influence. Her glittering
wave hurried him onward without the
power of reflection, and if a momentary
wish would have led him to enquire the
further fate of Alvah Hamilton, the bright
phantasnia that surrounded him diverted
his purpose. Death had deprived him of
in amiable wile, whose influence might
have won him from the sphere of lllu-
ion ; and his only child, early at custom
ed to the rounds of fashionable pursuits, i
thought not of opposing them. The cx-
dlod sentiments, however, which even in
childhood she Had iniiJiocd iroin ner
mother, preserved her from that contami
nating influence, and amid the blights ol
a gay world, the purity of her character
remained stainless as tlie snows ol me
unapproachable cliif. Ccntle as the reed
of summer, she yielded to the impulse of
those with whom her lot was cast, but
er mind supported I'y high and frequent
communion with Hie memory ol her
sainted mother, escaped the thraldom
which habit might otherwise have secur
ed. At tno age oi litieeu sue accompan
ied an invalid friend to the medical
Springs at Harrodsburg. This ullage at
that time was a place of fashionable re
sort, and to a mind like that of Isabel
Courtney, afl'orded themes of limitless
reflection. The buoyancy of health was
here contrasted with tho languer of dis
ease, the hectic of death with the laugh
of revelry ; palpable images of mortality
mingled with the votaries of pleasure, the
listless who strove to annihilate time,
and the dying who sought lo add yet a
few more days to those they had now lo
Soon after the arrival of Isabel, she
was one day struck on entering the com
mon sittiiiL' room, by an old man, who
sat alone, and apparently unnoticed. II is
nighties eves, his palsied limbs, and the
white locks that were thinly scattered
over his pallid features, all at once rivet-
tcd her attention. Her heart ihrnhhcil
with pity, but reverence mingled with
compassion as she marked the settled and
naliii cMircssion of his countenance. At
no irrcat distance a group of ladies were
indubMiiL' in bursts ot merriment, whic
at this moment struck most distinctly on
her heart. She felt ihaUlhe presence of
unfortunate age should at least inspire
respect, and involuntarily approaching
the unheeded old man, die was half re
FIIIDAY, JULY 10,
solved to address him. Her natural timi
dity however withheld her, until she was
at length called by one of ihe gay group
to partake of some strawberries. The
irresolute expression of her countenance
at once changed to that of pleasure.
"1 will beg some," she said, unhesita
tingly presenting her work-basket, "for
ibis old gentleman ;" and she then ap
proadicd him without embarrassment.
"Will vou accept some strawberries,
The voice of Isabel was like the low
dying tones of an instrument it touched
at ctcrv chord of the soul. The old man
recched ihem w ith a smile that spoke a
benediction while an elegant and youth
ful stranger, who stood reading a news
paper with bis back towards them, sud
denly turned round and fixed his eyes on
the Mushing girl with mingled admiration
and surprise. She instinctively retreated
and joined the group she had hitherto
shunned, mingling in their trilling.
Soon after, llie youth himself approach
ed with her basket. Presenting it with a
iook oi lniiiseritialilc import, lie said :
"Accept, Miss, the blessings of age for
your ill lieate attention." He then disap
peared. In a short time be returned and
addressed the old man in a tone of respect
and tenderness : "1 have at length found
more quiet lodgings, sir, and will attend
you whenever you In I able to walk,
and tie1 old man rising and leaning on the
mn of the youth, they left the apart
'They are to be temporary sojourners
in the village, thought Isabel, and a
sensation ol pleasure, ol w Inch she was
perhaps unconscious, ariue form the idea
of again meeting (hem.
They met the next morning at the
Sl.l'lii" nnil aoain and :i r:i in nicl '
W ho shall describe the mingling of
kindred spirit0 who shall trace the intri
cate and delicate sources ol lhat mysteri
ous passion which sweep like a torrent
over the human soul ? Scarcely a word
had passed between the youthful stran
gers ; they Knew nothing ol each other
beyond the limits of a lew short days ;
yet ihe years that had preceded bad be
come to lliein as a ledums dream tlx ir
presence was their all of existence and
resembled the renovated life of the Chry
salis, when it -sails on new wings, through
the summer air.'
As vet, how ever, unconscious of ihe
dangerous sources of this new enjoyment,
they met without enibairas.-iiient. The
blush that died the check of Isabel in the
stranger, w as that of abstract pleasure ;
md the light which flashed upon his eye
it her approach, was brilliant as the rays
of Heaven. The failing health of tlie old
blind man w bom he daily attended to the
spring, afl'orded their only due even to
passing remarks. The deep interest
which his appearance excited in the bo
som ol Isabel, conquered the scruples ol
vestal reserve, and she frequently tenlur-
cd a timid enquiry respecting me aged
There are a thousand nameless atten
tions, too trilling lor description, that
come with a cheering influence over the
feeding heart, like the imperceptible breeze
that stirs the delicate leaf. Such were
tlie attentions which misfortune invaria
bly elicited from the hand of Isabel no
matter how narrow her sphere of action.
Her voice, her step, were alieadv know n
lo the discriminating ear of the old man,
and if his cane was dioppcd, or a seat
brought, be knew the hand that present
ed them. He was, however, evidently
and rapidly failing, and at length Isabel
met the interesting stranger no longer.
J'hree days elapsed and her attendance
on her friend became a penance. A walk
was proposed, and party. As they pass
ed within view of the village cemetery,
their attention was aturcted by a funeral
procession. Their duties were finished,
and they were returning ; but there was
one who vet lingered, and with lidded
arms leaned over the new made grave.
Could it be yes it was, the young stran
ger and Isabel comprehended the inelan-
elioiy scene. I nc party procceoen, ami
ere their return, the surrounding landscape
. i ... i i i
was flooded with the silver light of the
The feelings o( Isabel were rendered
yet more intense by the softening influ
ence of the hour, and almost unable to
proceed, she leatrd on the arm of her
friend, w hose health was yet but imper
fectly restored, and fell behind her gayer
companions. Again her eye was turned
towards tin.' last asylum of humanity the
solitary mourner had left the spot, and,
with a faltering step, was slowly return
ing to the village. Their paths intersect
ed, and he was already before her. He
bowed, ami both were souk; moments si
lent. At length he said m a voice m sup
pressed emotion, "The cause that brought
me hither is now terminated in the grave.
I leave ibis place to-nioirow. Permit me,
icu, Miss, even at thi moment of tortow,
to thank you for the interest you have
evinced in the sufferings of my departed
father for the soothing attentions you have
paid him. If the cup of affliction is ever
yours, may sonic spirit gentle as your
own, temper its bitterness ; some being,
bright and lovely as yourself, hover
around your pillow ."
Isabel could not reply ; her parly had
now halted, and she rejoined them.
The young stranger uttered a stifled
farewell, and striking into another path,
On her return, the subdued Isabel was
pressed to the bosom of her father. If
any thing at this moment could have giv
en her pleasure, it was his arrival, as she
was anxious to leave a spot that was now
utterly devoid of interest. The light
adieus of ceremony were easily conclud
ed, and early the following morning she
was equipped for departure.
As her father handed her into the car
riage, he stopped to speak to an acquaint
ance, while a young man, who was pass
ing at the moment, suddenly paused, and
passed, and clasping- his hands, exclaim
ed : "Mr. Courtney, my benefactor."
"I do not understand you, sir," said
the astonished Courtney; "I know of
no one who can give me so flattering a
"Ah !" sniil the yountr man, whose
countenance and voice were but too fami
liar to the trembling Isabel, "am 1 then so
changed? I am Alvah Hamilton, the sol
dier's son, whom seven years ago you
rescued from poverty."
Mr. Courtney pressed his hand with
emotion. "You mean 1 would hate res
cued but for his intolerable pride."
"Ah, sir, evasion is unnecessary. Wc
could not mistake the hand that relieved
us. Hate you then no interest in hear
ing will you not sutler me to tell you.
w hat has been the effect of your boun
"1 shall gladly listen to audit in which
you are concerned," said Mr. Courtney.
"Two days after you left us, my father
was removed to a more comfortable dwel
ling, and I was entered at school. I could
yet attend to the personal wants of my
father, and, incited to exertion by every
claim of gratitude and duly, 1 could but
progress in my studies. 1 was soon a
ready penman and accountant: and a year
afterwards was received into a wealthy
mercantile house as a clerk. My wages
enabled n to to make immediate provision
for my father, and they were yearly aug
mented. And now," he added, in a sub
dued tone, "since he is called to receive
fir higher wealth than that of earth, my
first t xerlion will be to discharge the pe
cuniary part of my obligation, which has
so greatly influenced my present desti
ny." "The obligation you speak of does not
exist," said Mr. Courtney. "An ample
equivalent was at once received ill the
pleasure of assisting indigent virtue. Do
not, ibeii, wound my fedings by so un
just an allusion but tell mc, is your ve
nerable father no more ?"
Alvah briefly sketched the late events,
and Mr. Courtney now shook him warm
ly by the hand.
"Farewell, dear Alvah, my carriage has
been sometime waiting ; believe me that
I rejoice in your prosperity, and reuicin-
t i i . . . 1
ner mat you may always command my
Alvah looked wishfully after him as he
departed ; but the form of Isabd was not
visible. She had shrunk back in the car
riage at his approach, and had thus escap
ed observation. From her father, who
was himself too much excited lo notice
the agitation of his child, she now heard
a description of his first know ledge ol Al
vah Hamilton. She made no comment,
but every word was treasured up in her
heart; and though years passed away
without a single event to recall bis memo
ry, every vision of her fancy, every idea
of moral excellence, in the imagination
of Isabel, was identified with his image.
This imperishable attachni' nt, however,
partook of the high tone ol her mind. It
was a deep and sacred prinuiple, hidden in
the recesses of her heart, and leaving no
trace on the surface of her character. Isa
bel was far too lovely to remain unsought,
and Mr. Courtney was astonished at her
decided rejection of repeated and splen
did oilers. He expostulated ho entreat-
he taxed her w ith perverseness. She
deprecated bis anger with seraphic gen
tleness. She anticipated his every w ish,
but lur firmness remained unshaken.
His attention was at length called to ob
jects of yet deeper anxiety. His love ol
pleasure, his recklessness of gain, had
gradually wasted an estate which, though
sutlieient for all the diastcr elegancies ol
life, was inadequate to the support of pro
11c now stood on the verge of ruin, and
those who had shared his substance look
ed coldly and carelessly on his wrci
'while tho unhappy Courtney, driven lo
madness, could scarcely believe the perfi
dy of the world .he had implicitly trust
The family scat was to be publicly
sold, and the fearful day arrived. While
it was put under the hammer, a new bid-.
der appeared, apparently front from n dis
tance ; his horse dripped with sweat, and
his countenance was pale and agitated.
The property, as usual in such cases,
was going at "half its value, and the stran
ger bid it oil". Mr. Courtney Was still
the occupant, and the new proprietor wai
ted on him immediately. Isabel had that
moment left her father for some domestic
call, and the unfortunate man was musing
on their impending expulsion from their
recent residence, when Alvah Hamilton
stood suddenly before him.
"Welcome, most welcome to iny heart,
dearest Alvah," ho exclaimed ; "I can no
longer welcome you to my house. You
have come to witness my removal from all
that was once mine. 1 am now here on
ly on sufferance. To-morrow I may havo
no shelter for my head."
".Not so," cried Alvah ) "you have yet
a shelter.yotir present home is still yours,
and no earthly power can expel you from
"What mean you ?" said ihe astonish
"Fourteen years since," lie replied,
"you presented my father a sum which
preserved him from want, and secured my
subsequent wealth. lie received it but
as a loan, and that debt devolved on me.
Tine, you disclaimed it, but it was yet
uncancelled. I'eluetant to offend you, I
delayed iis discharge though the amount
was long since appropriated, in my imagi
nation, lor that purpose. It has not, how
ever, lain idle. The profits of the house
in which I some years ago became a part
ner, have been considerable. Your little
capital lias acquired its hare, and its
amount this day has redeemed your for
feited estate. Jly a mere accident I had
seen it advertised, and I lost no time in
hastening hither, and now," ho added,
taking the hand of Mr. Courtney with a
smile, "will you not welcome your Al
vah to your home? It is not long since
you gave me a du ck on your friendship
I have come to claim it ; and surely
you can no longer refuse the title of my
benefactor, when from your bounty I de
rived not only wealth, but the unuttera
ble pleasure of this moment."
Mr. Courtney wept. The thoughtless
man of the world wept at the sacred tri
umph of virtue. Alvah himself was over
come by the scene, and paced ihe floor
in silence. A portrait of Isabel hung di
rectly opposite him, and it now caught
eye. Starting back w ilh amazement, lie
gazed at it as a lovely phantom. It look
ed indeed like a thing of life. The blue
eye seemed to beam with expression
through its long dark lashes, and there
was surely breath on the deep red lip.
Just as the auburn hair was parted on her
white forehead when he last saw Iter,
just so its shining ringlets strayed over
her snowy neck.
"Tell me," he at length exclaimed,
turning to Mr. Courtney, "who is the ori
ginal of this picture ?"
Surprised at the agitation of his man-,
ner, Mr. Courtney replied, "have you
never seen her .'"
"Seen her! O yes ; her image lias long
been engraven -on mv heart: but of her
name I am yet ignorant."
Her name is Courtney," said the as
tonished lather ; "she is my only child."
"(Iracious heaven 1" exclaimed Alvah,
"what new excitement awaits me?
"May 1 ask the cause ol this emotion.
Mvah .' How, or in what manner, have
you known my beloved Isabel?"
Alvah gave a wild and passionate dc
eription of their early and limited nc-
piaintance, and the long concealed attach
ment of his daughter was at once revealed
to Mr. Courtney.
"Tell me," he said, taking the throb-
liug hand of hi, friend, "tell me, Alvah,
in all sacred faith, if this imperfect know
ledge of my child has awakened a senti
ment of tenderness."
Alvah flung himself into hi arms.
"Ah, sir, have I not cherished her me
mory through the long season of utter
hopelessness has not my spirit turned
from all the allurements ol the world, to
commune with the recollection of her vir
Mr. Courtney left the room in silence,
md returned with the trembling Isabel.
"You Arc worthy of each oilier," said
he, and, joining their hands, ho invoked
ihe blessings ol heaven on the dearest ob
jects of his heart. lie then lelt them to
pour out his gratitude to htm who had
thus redeemed the everlasting promise,
"Cast thy bread upon the waters, ami
thou shalt find it after many days."
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