The Cecil Whig. [volume] (Elkton, Md.) 1841-current, 1843-01-28

4 IL IL WHDO WIS ASST
TRIAL.
A TRUE STORY.
BIZ MRS. n. SARGENT.

He was the only son of his mother,
and she was Il widow"
And tomorrow you are to be taken in
TO the firm as partner" This was ut
tered by an aged female, who was sitting
with one of her wilhcred hands clasped
IN that of her son, young man Of two
and-twcnly, who sat looking in her face,
with eyes beamng with alfecllonate inter-
est. "This fully repays me, my beloved
son, for all have snilered.n
Fora moment the sons features appear
ed clouded with sorrow, he though, hat
that differing had been; Of the years long
past, when the mother now sitting beside
him, so beloved, had submitted to toll &
privalion, enduring all This for his sake;
his eyes glis,ened with tears, till brushing
them away hastily, a smile broke over his
countcnance.
"I'Iuc MOTHER" he said; ''but let these
rccollcclions be forgotten now The mem
DRY o! the past we will bury in oblivion.
and think only OF the days that are to
come"
but you will not allow present pros
pcllly to harden your heart, William, you
will not let your good fortune make you
hIgh-mIndcd, and forget Him, who las
been friend in the hour of troubIer'
"No, mother, will not forget that ]
am the child of God--yet should templa>
ton assaiI me, have only to think of your
precepls and example, and they would al
ways deter he from doing wrong. But
think mother, he continued, bright
CLEAN Lighting up every feature, "how
happy shall be, in being enabled to place
you in the sphere Of life to which your
virtues cnttle you. If You knew how Of
ten busy fancy has pictured this hour;
how often have dwell upon the idea of
one day being able to place you in home
equal to your merit, you would not Won
der, that now, when see my wishes on
the eve of accomplishment, it should thus
subdue me-"
"Nor do ], nor do !, my son. the moth
er sad with fearful. eyes; "but you think
more lavorably, my boy, of your aged
mother than she deserves. doubt not
many will think, and say the old woman
has now more than she merits; and really
though am proud of your advancement.
! should not murmur, at never having i
more comfortable home than tho present
one you have provided me-"
The night was pichy dark, not star
being visible, while the wind blowing in
filful gusts, portended storm Of unusual
violence.
civil be stormy night, I fear" said
the young man, rising and going towards
the door TO look out. "'rhe river is al
ready swollen, and if the rain falls as it
cid the other evening, fear much damage
will ensue. You heard of the poor
fellow drowned in the canal last even
ing2"
YES" the mother replied. 81 hope
he had friends, to care for him. "'Tis a
dreadful death to die" she added, musing-
ly.
"They say not" said William, ''many
who have encountered it, assert the being
brought to, is the most painful part to en-
durc.
sit may be so," the mother answered.;
but .ervehtly trust no one dear to nc,
may ever be submitted to the expert
ment."
A vivid flash OF lightning, followed by
the low rum ling thunder, caused William
now to retire, and observing again that the
river would be very high, he closed the
door.
II was now the usual hour for family
worship. The mother had seated herself
in a corner of the fire place, with her lea-
lures settled into look of devotion,
while the son, with corresponding gra-
witty, walked toward the stand on which
the family bible was placed, and opening
the sacred volume, began reading chap
ter. Religion with them, was not tie
cold expression of the lip alone, 1t was
beautiful sight, that aged mother, and
her only son, bending their knees, and lif-
ting up theil voices to the most High
Perhaps the events of the day had given a
deeper tone of tenderness to " llliam's
voice and feelings; certain it was, he had
never prayed more lelvenl!y than on that
evening, and when they separated for the
night, the poor old woman looked forward
to the brig hit vista of the future, with full
confidence of its meeting her most SAIL