The Hillsborough recorder. [volume] (Hillsborough, N.C.) 1820-1879, 1841-07-01

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speak GROSSLY 70 Won. Kathleen. before I'll
them chaps, wonldn't il be i terrible
downfall 10 yer said lilile voice IN mys
heart, 20 louder ihan the humming Of
lee. Path, us yerself that's right
enough, said |; and | lei down lie tail of
my gownd, and begun 10 cry like child.
Well. cried Ill | feII iasa asleep; ior,
though people say thar sleep seldom
comes 10 the eyes thai have been shedding
tears, ] have always found the contrary;
and ! remember he last thought had =
fore slept was, What haste my hus-
band was TO lave me alone, while he was
spending his Awnings II The Dun Cow |
slept, and ! dhTeamt Tia; was 80 angry
with him, that prayed % God to take
him 10 himself Cor that Id rather lose him
intirely, lhan have him continually having
me 10 % 10 The Dun Cow 70 throw away
his money. We'll, You shall have your
viii, honest woman, says Death 10 me;
and mighty strange il was. Peggy, ! did
not feel in the laste afraid Of Death then,
though the thoughts of him ever makes
me Eel 4 could shi,er when I'm awake,
and look aiihosc Hove. .Butrcmember,'
says Death, that once | have granted your
pFayer, you'll never see your husband =
gain, except corpse With that | saw
ny poor boy laid in his bed-onr bed,
where | came 70 him bride, and where
my arm had supported bis poor aching
head through many 4 long weary hour
when liz had The tyhhous fever. Ills face
was as pale as marble, Peggy, when tile
moon Is shining On II in the churehyard.
Ills hair was Ike hcboughs ofihe willow,
wet and dropping with the heavy dews 81
night; ani his lips were cold and silentas
The grave. o God! shall never forget
what felt, when | looked II him in thai
moment. threw my arms around him
my hot tears drcnchcd his frozen face
II called him b. every tender name
but he answered me not. lie needed me
not. The memory Of all our loye--iht
happy hours Of orr couriship, and The
more happy ones when first stood On
/ his floor AZ a wife, came back to me; and
/ | thought had never really, truly loget
him before, as now did. And there HI
lay. with that beauty On his pale and life
less face, that Death gives when he ha'
struck the blow, Just rs if he wished 4
make us more sorrowful for what ",
have lost. ,hried all | could 70 remem
Der how often my poor boy had sexe'
me, ii the hopes Of is stopping my griel
bu,--would ymi believe il, Peggy
could call 10 mind nothing but all the fon
words and the loving actions Of him, IN
, Ill nv very heart seemed breaking, and
PRAYED to God either TO restore him to Iii
| or TO take me with him. Remember
| woman said d voice that sounded lii
|, the wind when il comes signing ihrOug
wood, when first the leaves begin
: fall, Remember that | iould You, If
) granted your prayer for his death, yo
B. should never see him again but as
= corpse o, how terrible did the word
/ strike on my heart! and then | felt III
. fearful power Of him the priest called II
+, king of lerrors. I'm thinking says h
e tbs yerself that's sorry enough for yol
o wickedness in wishing for his death; bl
II it's too late now. You couldn't bear
e lose him for an hour or two at the Du
e Cow, but now YOU must lose him i
S ever and a day. You'll see his playsa
e smile no more, nor hear his loving voice
e Andy, Andy, cuishlamachrcc, don't la
n me! don't lave me- cried |, like one tn
l. had lost all raison, and the big tears ru
NJ ming down my checks. Faith, and
Ie won't, my darlint,' said voice, the sour
10 of which | never expected to hear aga
il in this world. Sure, here | am, m
ID colleen dha$;' and he Rugged me again
te his warm heart; for il was no other tn;
70 Andy himself that had come home fro
"A the Dun Cow, and all the throuble | W
in in about his death was dhream. Fro
lie that night | have never secluded him, IL
"A said a cross word about his going
" the Dun Cow; for, whenever an ang
i, thought was coming into my head, !
l. membered my dhrcam, and thanked q
IL he wasn't dead. O, Peggy, dear! SUI
III warnings as that are blessed things, a
TO teach us 10 bear and forbarc. Praise
lc 10 His holy name who sends 'em!"
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