The Hillsborough recorder. [volume] (Hillsborough, N.C.) 1820-1879, 1841-07-01
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TIE DREAM.-BF LADY nIisziScroS.
And e lore him sill. KaihIeens'
aFsiih / ID; an sore against my viii,
"a, sometimes: hul tr0lh, mayonmeen,
n he lie of ne | can't help IL" . Yet.
re. haYen't ye iould me that he's Is
.rr.ss 4 NAV Be when he hasn't the dhrop
ofdhrink, and As cross - ran be when
h has Il. thai lie neglicis the childer. and
saaps his fingers 10 yer face when you
want ID keep him from the Dun Cow;
saa aflher al ibis ye love himl Well,
for nv part, I'm but lone woman. 10 be
sire, and never knew what Il was-God
\, pra;sed.-so have q man On my own
a,5r. houlding out against me, ever since
4 LOST my poor faiher-pace be 20 his
sowl!--last Christmas was eleven years;
al think | could no more bear with
.aehsfaitmeni a. you put up with, kaih-
Isen I'm ! could ly.' !" Aragh cuish-
I,machreS jiis because you've been
lone wonsa, anl have not been used 70
hare mn on yonr floor, moulding out
arain.t yoa, lhll Il seems 20 hard % bear.
one gcls used 10 every thing IN the coorse
Of time; and many i the thing that seem-
ed disagrecable enough Il first, that has
cone Is pleasant II last, Tint sure one has
"a, II lik it, "Thal's what my poor
o1Id granny Gel u say, in regard . the
saiT. .Wh&aIbegan 10 take 4 saishcen
A. FIRST saii shs, tmay the heavens be
he. bed Ills blessed mighty !. ! dila'fliae
j, mich: BIT afIher | had taken i for
soma time, faith | gol used ID il, and Tx
cd il, AMI many's the lnnesome hour il
Ia, helpsl me over. Well, Thin, 50 il
il with husbands WAYS; on feels saa-
cy word, or Al impalent shake II the
heal, Just ready u answer him; but i
one has de Luck q keep IN both, sure i
will he j great blessing" /. Bui how did
ye find oal lie craft u keep EN- il, ka,l-
iaeus for troth they come 80 quick 10 me
rs,neyer I'm sexcl, that Of they 70,
whether | will or no." /" Wen, then,
pcgg ashore. Ill tell YOU how il MI hap.
penel; though, a twas only dhream,
II simple dhfeam,--mayhap You'll no
think 50 seriously Of il u ! did. Bul
dreams c,me direct from heaven; be-
kasc, a. they appear to u when we art
asleep, and cant help ourselves, its clcal
TIA. God, who always purtecis The hep
les, sends EN- % Us. Besides, sure
lhoagh the body Is asleep, the soul i
awake, and can better understand III
thoughts lllai God sends when she i no
bothered BY The foolish rhaumeshcs of IN
poor weak creature she Is forced 10 lodg'
with Tor time on Ibis earth. Sure, Peg
gy, sleep is like death; il i 4 solemn an
holy thing, blessed be the Giyer. An
a. in death The truth is shown to ", j
in sleep, the truth, or the shadow Of truth
may be revealed, which, in our wakin
hours, We are too busy with bodily want
10 listen 10 as We ought" "Then faith
Kathleen, its yerself that's The quare VIC
man to be believing in dhreams! But te
me wha, il was You dhreamt, aFonrnecn.
Twas fine summer evening, Peggy
as ever shone out Of the heavens. TIL
bees were fitting about from flower
flower. and saying, with their playsal
voices, What sweeilifc we lade" I'll
birds were singing such music, that tho:
who have once listened to il with the cal
of their hearts, want no better. And Il
red sun was going to bed, behind pnrpI
curtains, fringel with goold, richer tina
any kings, when | SAT at the open vii
dow--ihat same window, Peggy, III
YOU now see. The sweet smell of u
flowers came TO me; the brown cnck'
hoped over the field, and repeated h
cty as clear as could be; the cows lowe
in the distance, and every bird and has
--ay, and the little tiny crathurs that a
smaller than the birds, might be hea
too-all was so still and calm. oh!
such summer nights one may hear y
voice Of God, If one keeps ones mi
quiet, and looks up to heaven! But .
mlnd-God forgive me.-wasn't QUIT
Tor | was yexed and angray. Wei
says tn myself, here am this beau
ial night, and Andy promised he w"i
come home before the sun had gone
bed; and there, he has drawn his purT
curtains, aud pa, out his blessed ligI
and yet the man of thu house does 4
come TO mol Sure, It's to the Dun Ce
bc's gone, 10 drink with them limbs
the devil; and this is the way that pc
woman is kept, like mhoodaun,T watt
ing the long hours, while he's spendi
the thrine he's airnedr With that,
gets the anger in my breast, and 'be he
of mo began to bate. and my cheeks /!
as hot as a limr-kiln. IN 60 ALL
him. says |, to the Dun Cow, and G
him bit of my miul-that | will! !
then began to remember that Bid
Phelan usel to 90 afther Mike, her h
band. until he got SO used to il, that
would say he couldn't go till Biddy ca
for him; and | said to myself, : II 81
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