The Polynesian. [volume] (Honolulu (Oahu), Hawaii) 1840-1841, 1841-01-09

lie concealed himself as well as he could
and babe Thomas hasten on,
AS they drew near the house, the nich
was shutting in and there was a meIau
cho'y gusty sound in the trees. Arthur
ret as 1t approaching his mothers tomb
lie entered the parlor All was as rloon,
and still as u deserted house. Presently he
heard Il slow, cautious step, overhead i
was in his mothers chamber. His sistc,
had seen him from the window, She hurried
down and threw her arms about her brother.
neck, without uttcring "a word As soon a.
nc could speak, he asked, SIS she alive -
he could not say, my another, "Shc is sleep.
ing" answered his sister," aud must moi
Know to night that you are here; she is too
weak to bear it now" Il will 90 look Il,
her thcn, while she sleeps" said he. draw
ing his handkerchief from his face. Hi.
sisters sympathy had made him shed tn,
first tears which had fallen from him tina
day, and he was more composed
lie entered the chamber with deep unt
stIl awe upon him; and as he drew neal
his mothers bedside, and looked on her pal,
placid, aud motionlcss face, he scurcei,
dared breathe, lest he should disturb the So.
crct communion that the soul was holding
with the world into which it was about I,
enter. The loss that he was about suiern.
and his heavy grict, were all forgotten in til,
feeling of a holy inspiration, and he was, Il.
it were, in the midst of invisible spirits, as
cending and descending. His mthcr's lip,
moved slightly as she uttered an indisiinc
sound. He drew back, and MS sister wen
near to her, and she spoke. 1t was tn,
same gentle voice which he had known an,
felt from his childhood The cyatation o
his soul left him--hc sunk down aud hi
misery went over him like flood
The next day, as soon us his mother be-
went into her chamber. She stretched on
her feeble hand, and turned toward him
with look that blessed him. 1t was tn,
short struggle OF Il meek spirit. She cover
ed her eyes with her hand, and the tear.
trckled down between her pale, thin fingers
AS soon as she became tranquil, she sp"L,
of the gratitude she felt at being spared t,
see him, before she died.
"My dear NEITHER" said Arthur-but he
could not go on His voice was chokcd, hi.
eyes filled with tears, and the agony of hi,
soul was visible in his face, ."Do not be $,
afflicted, Arthur, at the loss of me. We arc
not to part for ever. Remember too, how
comfortable and happy you have made my
days. Heaven, know, will bless so gooo
ii son rs you have been to me. You vii
have that consolation, my son, which visits
but fcw-you will be able to look back up.
on you past conduct to me, not without pain
only, but with holy joy. And think here.
after of the peace ofmind you give me, now
| am about to die, in the thought that an
leaving your sister to YOU: love and care
SO long as you live, she will find you 4
father and brother to her" She paused fol
a moment 81 have always felt that could
meet death with composure; but did not
know" she said with trelnulous voice, hcr
lips quivering.--'I did not know how hard
Il thing it would be to leave my children, till
now that the hour has come After n little
while, she spoke ofhis father, and said, she
had lived with the belief that he was mindful
of her, and with the conviction which grew
stronger as death approached. that she
should meet him in another world. She said
but little more, as she grew weaker and
weaker every hour. Arthur sat by in silence
holding her hand. lie saw that she was
sensible; he was watching her countcnancc,
for every now and then she opened her dull
eyes, and looked towards him, and endea-
vOred to smile.
The day wore slowly away. The sun
went down and the melancholy and still
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