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at one end of which there was attached a rich jewel of gold . It was of singular $ hape , and upon its two sides were engraved certain characters , of which its pleading possessor knew not the meaning ; and yet she prized it much , as the gift of a dearly-loved parent ; and , as
she almost reluctantly placed it in the hands of him whom she had sought to be its purchaser , she pleaded v" When times come good again , sir , I can buy it back ; but oh ! buy it now , sir , that I may get bread for my mother , and procure that medicine which her malady requires . "
The rich man had taken the jewel in his hand , he passed the ribbon through his fingers , and at last looked upon the article which he was solicited to buy . Why does he start ?—why turn ghastly pale , and then sink into the richly cushioned chair that was behind him , cover his face with his hands , and weep like a little child ?
Why press that jewel to his lips , then to his breast , and again weep ? Header , do you ask why ? Let me tell you . The jewel—the last relic of that poor unfriended girl and her afflicted mother—was that of a Mark Master , and it belonged to the only brother of him to whom it was offered for sale . Oh ! how deep was the struggle within that man ' s breast ! He was rich in all that this world
can afford of worldly wealth , but meagre in those deep and dear affections which make life desirable . He had lived for himself ; and he had hoarded up the dross of wealth , and permitted the fountains of deep affections to dry up in his soul . He had forgotten his kindred , he remembered not the old homestead , nor the familiar faces that used to bless him by the fireside . But now , as if
Providence had directed it all , a little jewel , his brother ' s mark , came to him , even as the day-star comes to the devotee , to direct his thoughts to heaven and humanize his feelings . The strong man was subdued He is no longer the man bound up in gold , but the man made and renewed in the image of the Grod of Love ! But let him weep ; the tears will do him good , for they are not only tears of deep contrition for past sins of omission , but drops that will bring a blessing on more than one sorrowing heart . Hear him , while he speaks .
" Young lady , I do not ask your name . The man who owned this jewel was the son of my father , and my brother , by a tie almost as sacred as that of blood . Was he your father ? Tell me !" " He was my father , sir . " " Then I am your uncle ; take me to your mother . Henceforth our fortunes are one;—my home shall be yours , and you shall be my daughter . "
There were three happy hearts that day in a small house in one of the lanes of that crowded city—a tall , dark-looking man , with greyiron hair and strong features , yet now bearing a subdued aspect , and a moistened eye ; a widowed invalid , with a placid smile irradiating her calm and beautiful features ; and a young girl , gentle in her subdued beauty , blessing God that His smile had sanctified—The Last Kjsljlc .
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at one end of which there was attached a rich jewel of gold . It was of singular $ hape , and upon its two sides were engraved certain characters , of which its pleading possessor knew not the meaning ; and yet she prized it much , as the gift of a dearly-loved parent ; and , as
she almost reluctantly placed it in the hands of him whom she had sought to be its purchaser , she pleaded v" When times come good again , sir , I can buy it back ; but oh ! buy it now , sir , that I may get bread for my mother , and procure that medicine which her malady requires . "
The rich man had taken the jewel in his hand , he passed the ribbon through his fingers , and at last looked upon the article which he was solicited to buy . Why does he start ?—why turn ghastly pale , and then sink into the richly cushioned chair that was behind him , cover his face with his hands , and weep like a little child ?
Why press that jewel to his lips , then to his breast , and again weep ? Header , do you ask why ? Let me tell you . The jewel—the last relic of that poor unfriended girl and her afflicted mother—was that of a Mark Master , and it belonged to the only brother of him to whom it was offered for sale . Oh ! how deep was the struggle within that man ' s breast ! He was rich in all that this world
can afford of worldly wealth , but meagre in those deep and dear affections which make life desirable . He had lived for himself ; and he had hoarded up the dross of wealth , and permitted the fountains of deep affections to dry up in his soul . He had forgotten his kindred , he remembered not the old homestead , nor the familiar faces that used to bless him by the fireside . But now , as if
Providence had directed it all , a little jewel , his brother ' s mark , came to him , even as the day-star comes to the devotee , to direct his thoughts to heaven and humanize his feelings . The strong man was subdued He is no longer the man bound up in gold , but the man made and renewed in the image of the Grod of Love ! But let him weep ; the tears will do him good , for they are not only tears of deep contrition for past sins of omission , but drops that will bring a blessing on more than one sorrowing heart . Hear him , while he speaks .
" Young lady , I do not ask your name . The man who owned this jewel was the son of my father , and my brother , by a tie almost as sacred as that of blood . Was he your father ? Tell me !" " He was my father , sir . " " Then I am your uncle ; take me to your mother . Henceforth our fortunes are one;—my home shall be yours , and you shall be my daughter . "
There were three happy hearts that day in a small house in one of the lanes of that crowded city—a tall , dark-looking man , with greyiron hair and strong features , yet now bearing a subdued aspect , and a moistened eye ; a widowed invalid , with a placid smile irradiating her calm and beautiful features ; and a young girl , gentle in her subdued beauty , blessing God that His smile had sanctified—The Last Kjsljlc .