The Hillsborough recorder. [volume] (Hillsborough, N.C.) 1820-1879, 1839-04-25

mfhrns anu the nUfT0fs wA Mhleh a. has
been visited. Bot tell ne how or in
What manner l Was saved. John, said
Ihe eyed elder. The father Of Agnes, ye
vas saved by The meTciful and snslansing
powers o. that Providence which We this
morning set Al nsughi. But I rriuire 10
ind IhsI your heart is not hardened. and
thai ihe awful visiIaiion-Ihis Judgment
a. We have wefl described IL. which has
this day filed our coasts with widows
and orphans. has mol fallen upon ynu in
vain. while ye acknowledge your guilt.
and are grateful for your dellverance.
Your being saved 10 naeihing short Of .
mirarle. We had bcheld how long and
how desperately ye struggled viii the
raging waves. when We knew not WHO
you were. and IL was ma in lie power 0i
any being upon the shore 10 render ye
the slightest assistance. We saw how
We struggled 20 reaeh'Ihe black rock. and
how ye was swept around il: and when
ye NJ last reached IN, we observed how We
chung 10 il wi Ihe grasp o. death. until
your strength gaEe way. and the waves
dashed sou from il. Then ye MAS driven
towards tie beach. and some Of the
spectators recognized your counienance,
and they cried Oui your name. A scream
burst upon my ear-a woman rushed
through the crowd.--sna Lien John! oh
then!--but here the feelings Of tho old
man oVeTp0weIed him. lie sObbed aloud,
and after a few moments added" Tell
him some o. ye." Oh! tell me. said the
fisherman; all that my iaiher-in.Iaw hath
said. I kenned befnre. But how was |
saveLi or BY whom!
The preacher took up the tale, hesrk-
en- unto me. John crax ford. said he. eye
have reason Ills day Of sorrow. 10 be
grateful beyond measure. In the morn
ing yo Knocked my counsel. and sat al
nought my reproof. True il was not the
speaker but the words spoken that ye
ought To have regarisd. for they were
moi my words. and was but the humble
INSTRUMENT 10 convey them TO We. But
ye desPised them; and as We sowcd. SD
have &c reaped. But as your faiher-in-
Law hath told ye. when your face was re-
cognized from the shore, and your name
was mentioned, woman screamed-she
rushed ihrough tho mul,iiude--.she plung-
ed into the boiling sea. and in an instant,
she vac out Of tho reach uf help"
"Speak-spesk on" cried the fisher
men eagerly; and he placed his hands OIL
his heaSing bosom, and gszed snxiously
now towards The preacher, and again 20
his Agnce, who wepi over HE shoulder.
"The Providence which had ill then
sustained you. while yonr fellow crea-
lures persisted around" added the clergy
man. " supported her. She reached you
she grasped your arm. After long
struggling she brOugh. you within few
yards Of the shore; wavo overwhelmed
you both; and cast you upon the beach
with her arm-.he arm Of your wife that
saved you--upon your BOSOM"
Gracious heaven! exclaimed tho fish,
man, pressing his wife TO his bosom
my own Agnes! was il you!-was il you!
my wiie--my saviour!-snd he wep,
aloud. and his children wep. slsu. There's
nae merit in what have done, replied
she. for who should have attempted 10
save you had | no! ye are every thing to
me, John, aud 20 onr BARNS.
Blu, the feelings Of the wife and mo-
Their are too strong for words. l will
not dwell upon the joy and gratitude of
the family, "a whom the husband aud the
father had been restored as from the dead.
lilo found a sorrowful contrast in the
voice Of lamentalion and of mourning,
which echoed along the coast like The
peal Of an alarm bell. The dead were
laid in heaps upon the beach, and on the
following day. widows, orphans, parents
and brothers, came frnm all the fishing
towns along the coas, TO seek their dead
amongst the drowned, that had been ga-
Ihered together, or If they found them
not. they wandered along the shore to
seek for them, where the sea might have
cast them forth. Such is The tale Of the |
Sabbath wrecks on the last drave Of Dun.
bar.
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