The pilot and transcript. [volume] (Baltimore, Md.) 1840-1841, 1840-11-12
AN AFFECTING PICTURE.


AN AFFECTING PICTURE.
The following extract from one of the last
numbers of Master Humphreys Clock, is re-
marllable for ITS simplicity and its pathos.-
Nelly and her aged grandfather in their wan
behring's Were Hospitality entertained at the dom
icil OF a village schoomaster, who was in great
distress on account of the illness of little boy
his best scholar-one for whom he seems to
have entertained more than parental affection.
He gives his pupils half hoIiday-and leading
little Nell by the hand, proceeds TO TIE humble
dwelling where his little favorite lay on bed of
sickness.
F'1hey stopped at cottage door; and the school
master knocked softly at it with his hand 1t was
opened without loss of time. They entered a
room where little group of women were gath
cred about one older than the rest, who was cry
ing very bitterly, and sat wringing her hands,
and rocking herself to and fro.
sOh damen said the schoolmaster, drawing
near her chair, lis it so bad as this"
"'Hc's going FAST cried the old woman; 'rny
grandson's dying. It's all along of you. You
shouldn't sec him 7loac, but for his being so ear
nest on it. This is what his learning has
brought him to-. oh dear, dear, dear what can
| do
EDo not say that | am in FAULT urged the
gentle schoolmpster. Il am not hurt, dame. No,
no. You are in great distress of mind, and do
not mean what you say. l am sure you don't.
Il do returned the old woman. 1 mean it
all. If he hadn't been porting over his books out
of fear of you, he would have been well and mer-
nv now, know he would
The schoolmaster looked round upon the 9TH
or women, as If ~ entreat some one among them
to say kind word for him, but they shook their
heads, and murrnered to each other that they
never thought there was much good in learning,
and that this convinced them. Without saying
a word in reply, or giving them look of re
Oh ba Cotloura1 tho old who had
summoned him, (and who had now rejoined them)
into another room, where his infant friend, halt
dressed, lay stretched upon bed.
He was very young boy, quite little child.
His hair hung in culls about his face andhis eyes
were very bright, but their light was ei heaven
not of earth The schoolmastcr took seat be-
side him, and STOPPING over the pillow, whispered
his name.-The boy sprung up, stroi1ed his face
with his hand and threw his wasted arms around
his neck crying out that he was his dear kind
friend.
q hope always was. / meant to be, God
knows, said the poor sshooimaster
eWho is that?' said the boy seeing Nell. l
afraid to kiss her, lest should make her i'll.
Ask her to shake hands with me. E ..t'
The sobbing child came closer up, and took
the little ianguId hand in hers Releasing his
again after time, the sick boy laid him gently
down. ...-..-- a....
you remember the garden Harry whispered
the schoolmaster, anxious to rouse him, for
dullness seemed gathering upon the child, Eand
how pleasant it used to be in the evening time.
You must make haste to visit At again, for
think the very flowers have missed you, and are
less gay than they used to be. You will come
soon, my dear, very soon now, won't you.
The boy smiled family very family and
put his hand upon his friends grey head. He
moved his lips too, but no voice came from them;
ne, not a sound
In the silence that ensued, the hum of distant
voices borne upon the evening air, came floating
through the open window. "What's that" said
the sick child opening his eyes.
'The boys at play upon the green
He took handkerchief from his pillow; and
tried to wave it above his head. But the feeble
arm dropped powerless down.
sShall do it.' said the schoolmaster.
please wave itat the window was the faint
reply. cite il to the lattice, Some of them may
see it there. Perhaps ey'Il think OF me, and
look this way. ss- %. r.-
He raised his head, and glanced from the fut-
tering signal to his idle ball that lay with slate
and book and other boyish property, upon ia
BILE in the room. And then he laid him softly
down once more and asked If the little girl Were
there, for he could not see her.
She stepped forward, and pressed the passive
hand that lay upon the coverlet. The two old
friends and companions-for such they were
er in a long embrace, and then the little scholar
turned his face towards the wall and fell "a
sleep. tsh -a-ss sl res ~
The poor schoolmaster sat in the same place,
holding the small cold hand in his, and chahng
it. 1t was but the hand of dead child. He
felt that; and yet he chaied it still, and could
not lay it down." 1 sa
+ SuMATRA: It's PRoDUcTIoNs, &c. From
sRound the World,' by an Oficer of the U. IS.
Navy.l Sumatra, like many other places, has
been vaguely supposed 10 be the Ophir of Sol
onion. because gold was found in its rivers. It
was not, however, mentioned in Europe till af-
tel the visit of Maco Polo to the East, in the
18th century, although the Arabs had traded
there at least century before and it was not
noticed on any chart till Alburquerque's visit
in 1910. But is, undoubtedly, the Lamery
ofthe Arabs, the Yaba Minor of Marco Polo
and tn. Pulo Iurichu. and Pulo Indalas, of the
eastern natives. Sir Stamford Rallies settled as
the first English Governor, at Bencoolen in
1877; and, at his suggestion, several OF the Bap-
list mission weresent to several parts OF SUI
4iatra, in 1919. fa f's-a
The western coast Of sdidatra, is the ost
important to Americans the country is gen