The Hillsborough recorder. [volume] (Hillsborough, N.C.) 1820-1879, 1842-06-23


FOR weeks her only nurse, and long since
learned % ael Tor himself. He balhed
her temples, he chafed her limbs, he II
voked her wildly 70 awake.
.Dead! said The man. and he was sober
si once; dead. dead he continued in !
tone Of horror thzl chilled lhe blood, and
advanced 70 The bedside. with ewes start
ing from their sockets. he laid his hand
upon her marble brow. .ihen, oh, my
God! ] have murdered her! Emily, EN-
NY, you are not dead, say 50. do.-speak
and forgive your repeniani husbands and
kneeling By the bedside, he ehafed her
white, thin hand, watering It with his hot
Tears as he sobbed her name.
Their efforts. al length. partially res
iored her. and The 6rsl hing she saw IN.
on rtsivihg -ss her husband weeping BY
her side. calling her q. EmilyI'' II vas The
irsi line he had done 30 Tor years. I.
stirred old memories 10 her hssrs and esI-
led back Iha shsdovy visions Of years
long past. She wss back in their youlll-
col days. before ruin had blasted her
once noble husband. and when al wss
joyous and blight as Ler own happy boz
ION. Woe. shame. poverty. destruction.
even hIs brutal language xas forgotten.
she only ihoughl Of him as the lover OF
her youth. Oh that moment Of delight
She family threw her arms around bis
neck and sobbed there for joy.
"Csn sou forgive me. Emilyi |
have been brute. viilain-ol! can you
forgive mel have sinned az neser man
sinned before. aud sgainsl such an angel
IS you. Oil God. hnnihilsle ne for nv
guilt"
.Chsrles!' said the dying woman 10
tone 90 sweet and low that il floaled
Ihrnugh The chamber Ike The whisper Of
di,embodied spirit. forgive you. and
may God forgive you loo-bui oh. do
Dol emhiltsr this last momsni by such an
implOus wish"
The man only sobbed in reply. bui
his frame shook with the ,empes. Of ago.
ny ~iihin him.
"chsfles." u last eoniinusd the dying
woman. /. have long wished Tor this mo.
msn,. ,hs, might say soaslhing 10 you
about our little Henry"
"God forgive me for my wrongs 10
him tool" murmursd the repenisnl man.
81 have much TO say. and have but
liule time 10 say IL in. ! feel tha, shall
never ses another sun" 4 violsni "a Of
coughing interrupted her.
"0h! no. you must moi. will mol die"
sobbad her husband. Is he supported her
sinking frame. you'll live 10 save your
rspeniaui husband. Oh, you ~illi"
The Tears gushed into her eyes. but
she only shook her bead. She laid her
warn hand on his and continued
Night and day. for many 4 long
ysar. have | prayed for. This hour. and ne.
yer. evea in the darkest moment. have I
doubted i, would come: for | have felt
tina, within me which whispered ,ha,ss all
had deserted you snd had not. so in HE
end sou would st last come back 20 your
early feelings. Oh! would Il had come
sooner--soue happiness then might have
been mine sgain in this world-but Code
will be danel am wssk-I feel an
falling fss,-Henry. give ne your hand"
The liuls boy silently placed it 10 hers,
she kissed u, end then laying IL within
her husbands continued.
Here 10 our child--nur only born--
when I am gone he will have none to
take care Of him bu, you. and as God 10
shove. IS you love your own blood, Is
you value promise TO . dying wife,
keep, love. and cherish him. oh! 70
member that he 10 young and tendef--it
10 the thing for which should care to
livs"--shs paused. and struggled 10 cub
due her fseliags-"Wlll you promise me.
Charles!"
81 ALL, ss there ia Maker over me. ]
WILL" sobb,d ihs mani and the fraIl bed
sg,lnst which he leaned shook wilh hls
emotion.
And you. Henry, will you obey your
father. aud be a good boy! as you love
your moiher--you will"
"0s! yes!" sobbed the liule fellow,
aineine hlmself Wildly upon bis mothers
neck. shut mother, dear mother, what
shall do wi.hou, you!-oh-don't dlc!"
This is too hsrj," murmured the dy.
ing woman, drawing her chlld feebly 10
her. Father give ms strength 10 en-
durc i'll"
For a few minutes all was still; and
nothing broke the silence bu, sobs OF the
father and the boy, and the low. death
like tick Of the rain dripping through up
on the door. The child vas the iirst 10
move. lie seemed inslinctively 10 feel
that gi,iug way To hi, grief panied his
mother, and gently dissngagins himself
from her. he hused his snbs. and leaning
on The bed, gazing anxiourly into her
face. Her eyes aeie closed. but her lips
moved as il 40 prayer.
"Ilrnry, where are you!' asked the
dying mother.
The boy answered in his low mourn
fol voice. ..... ...--
Henry; Henry" she said in slouder
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