The Cadiz sentinel. [volume] (Cadiz, Ohio) 184?-1851, 1844-11-27

started back, but again looked, and his hand was
on the latch. The gate was opened with great
caution, and the stranger approached slowly to-
ward the house. Presently a gentle knock was
heard at the kitchen door. 1t was impossible
for Alice TO summon courage TO attend to the
stranger herself; but she whispered to the nurse,
who, upon unlocking the door, inquired the rea-
son for so late and unreasonable an intrusion.
"Does Mrs. Grant still reside here?' inquired
the stranger in a kind but earnest tone.
"She does" replied the nurse; shut she is dan
gerousiy i'll, and We fear cannot live many hours;
you cannot see her."
"Gracious heavens!" exclaimed the stranger;
and SO audibly were the words pronounced that
the sound fell on the ears of Alice, and her heart
beat with strong and distressing emotions. 81
mast see her," continued the stranger; "do not
ldeay me, madam, quick--quick!n and he gen.
ny pressed open the door, still held by the surpri-
sed and even terrified nurse.
Alice listened to the sounds without being able
TO decide their import; but at length, tearing
that her mother might be disturbed, she stole
softly out Of the room for the purpose of ascer-
tanning what the stranger wanted.
"Allce! Miss Alice" said the nurse, as she
approached.
But before she had finished what she was at
tempting to say, the stranger inquired with a
coGntenance wild with emotion, sIs this Alice
Grant," and the next moment he swooned and
fell on the floor.
"Miss Alice" exclaimed the agitated nurse,
"What does all this mean?--who can this be?--.
what shall we do?n
Alice herself stood amazed; but as the light
fell upon the features of the apparently ~lifeless
stranger, a thought flashed across her mind, and
the following moment she was nearly fallen be-
side him.
"Nurse" she said, softly but quickly, "hand
me some water" This she applied literally TO
The temples ofthe stranger, who slowly recover
cd his consciousness and at length sat up. He
looked around, and presently fastened his eyes
most %intently and inquiringIy on the pale and mo-
tionless Alice. ayes, yes!' he exclaimed, sit is
she; it is---it is my own beloved Alice!'
"Charles--Charles---my brother!' uttered AL
ice as she fell upon his bosom.--"O heaven be
praised! Charles, is it's it you? Oh mother.
mother!'
The soundof voices reached the dying moth
er, and she inquired, "Alice my child, what
what did I hear, Alice?"
Alice scarcely able to stand, fastened to hel
bedside, and taking her mothers hand, already
cold with death, spoke in accents tremulous--Eo l
the whole frame was agitated--tremulous but
kind.
"What did hear, Alice" the mother sohl,
whispered. ! thought he had m Did
dream Alice"
Smother, DEAR mother, said Alice, putting hel
face close to the cold face of the dying paren'
and scarcely able TO draw a breath--EWho die
you think had Gomez"
"Why Charles; it seemed as if he had come
But | dreamed~-did | Alice?"
"Alother,' said Alice, "could you see him.
could you sustain it if you could SEQ him?'
"Surely child why long to see him; and | did
think shouldsee him once more before | died.
AT this instant the door softly opened, and
Charles approached autiously--inquiringly.
Smother" said Alice, "here--can you look upi
) do you know who this ISL"
who is il, Alice, .-who is it?n inquired the
half wild bu1 still eenscio1s mother,
"Mother," softly whispered Charles, as he
kneeled down and kissed her cold cheek, Emoth.
er, my dear mother, Oh will you--can you forgive
your long-lost, but p~enitent, broken-hearted child.
"Charles, my dear Charles! is it indeed YOU D
SAID the now dying mother, at the same time Ell
; deavoring to put her wan and feeble arm arounC
his neck. "My dear boy, you have come; yes
| can now praise God. One question, Charles
and | die in peace-is my boy a penitent?'
"Mother" said Charles, his tears nearly cho.
king his u~tterance, "that bible and a mothers pray
ors have saved me. | have come, and in season
TO ask forgiveness.-"Father | have sinned a
gainst heaven and in thy sight, and am no more
worthy to be called thy SON." Mother, my dea
mother, and will you forgive me also?"
Enough, Enough" said the departing mothe
"yes, it is enoughw her countenance beaming
as it were with seraphic Joy.
81 am nearly through; but go, my son-go
my dear Alice, and publish it TO the mothers O
the land, what | have found true--and will con
tinue true as long as praying mothers exist
loring kindness ehangeM nor'
For a few moments following it was though
she had ceased to breathe; but she revived sufTi
GENTLY TO press once more, gently, the hands o
Charles and Alice; and then she was heard sing
ing, in a faint and scarcely audible tone, those
beautiful lines which she had often expressed
a wish that she might have occasion TO sing
''Soon shall pass The gloomy cale,
Soon all my mortal powers must fail;
OmGy my last erpiring breath,
HIS loring kindness sing IN death.
The praycrwas answered. ellis loving kind
ness" were the last sounds which we've heard
They ceased here only TO be resumed, and t.
be sung by the gloriied and triumphant saint be
| fore the throne OF God.
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