New-York daily tribune. [volume] (New-York [N.Y.]) 1842-1866, 1845-07-17

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remembered tell & IN that he is treasured with an
immortal soul ihat-wiih mercy shed upon him
he will in a few hours be a creature OF glory before
the throne Of God Oh, politicians Oh, rulers Of
the world Oh law making masters and taskers
Of the common million, may not this cast-of wretch
this human nuisance be your accuscr AZ the bar o'
Heaven Egregious folly Impossible What
stars and carriers impcached by rags and taiiers 81
James denounced by st. Giles lmpudent ana
ridiculous Yet here, we say. comes the reverend
priesti.e Christian preacher, with meaning nohied
words whose Book-yonr Book-wlth angehc ut
terance. saws no less Let Us near tlc ceie! man
and his forlorn pupil
We'll nv poor boy" said she ordinary, with an
afIectiona,e voice and moistenln9 eyes well, my
| child and how j. ii with you Come, you are
better Won look better; you have been listening TO
WIN, your good friend Robert here has been reading
to YOU And We all your friends, here AT least,
we all want TO be. Don't you think so ~
st Giles slowly lifted his eyes towards the speaker
He then slowly. sullenly answered." No. don't
But you ought TO try 10 think so. my boy it's
wicked try. said the ordinary, very tenderly
II you re all my friends why do you keep me
here ?" said ST. Giles. Friends never had no
friends.
You must not say that indeed. you must not
All our care is to make you quiet and happy in this
world, that you may be happier IN The world you re
going to- You understand mt, ST. Giles Ny poor
dear boy. you understand me The world you re
going to ?" The speaker. Injured a. he was to
scenes Of blasphemy, Of brute indifference. and re
morscful agony. deeply touched by the forlorn
condition Of the boy who could not would not
understand tenderness the end Of which was TO
surrender him soitened to the hangpan You
have thought my dear-l say, you have thought OF
the world and the minister paused" the world
you are going TO
w hat s the of thinking about It asked
II Giles " knows nothing OF H.
"Tha, my hoy il because obstinate, and
am sorry 10 say it. wicked.-and so won't try 10
know about it, Otherwise if you would give all
your hear, and soul to prayer -.
! tell you sir never was learnt TO pray, cried
ct Giles, moodily; " and what the use OF pray
ing
You would find il open your heart ST. Giles ;
and though YOU see nothing now. il you We're only
to pray long and truly, you would find the darkness
go away from your eyes, and you'd see such bright
and beautiful things about YOU and you d feel as
light and happy as If you had wings at your back
YOU would indeed Then you d feel that all We are
doing for YOU is for the best then, my poor boy,
said the ordinary with growing ieryor, then you d
feel what Christian loveis
Roberts been re, ing TO me about that, said
ST Giles " but cant make II out no how. lie says
that Christian love means that we should Mt do TO
nobody what we would mt like nobody to do 10
ourselves
a good bow" said the ordinary, that is the
meaning though not the words m glad you We
so improved.
And for all that you tell me that ] must think
o dying-think OF another world and all that-tsink
of going TO Tvburn, and. and'-herc the boy fell
hoarse his face turned ashcolor and Keeling, he
was about to fall when the ordinary caught him in
his arms and again placed him seat. It's
nothin'-nohn at all cried ST. Giles. struggling
with himself" IN all right | m game
Don't say that, child cant hear you say that
would rather you in tears and pain than trying
ali TI.t I.tf .ltf
adding crime to wickedness. Come, we were talk
ing of Christian love said the ordinary,
al knows noihin about it, said 81 Giles, all
know is this-it is mt true; II can be true.
Tell me, why not Come. let me hear all you d
say urged the clergyman tendery
Cause il il means that nobody should do 10
nobody what nobody would like to have done TO
themselves why does body keep me locked up
here Why did the Judge say was 10 be-you
know. Mister"
That was for doing wrong my boy: that was
for your first want OF Christian love. You were
no Christian when you stole the horse, said the
ordinary. d" Had the horse been yours, You would
have felt wronged and injured had ii been stolen
from YOU You see that, eh, my boy -
Did Mt think o that" said ST, Giles goomily.-
But | did MT steal il was all along o Tom
Blast and now he s got OFT and | m here IN the
lug You don't call that justice, no how, do you
But don't care; they may do what they like with
me; II be game
NO nv dear boy, YOU must know better: you
must indeed--you must give all your thoughts TO
prayer and -
It's o no use, Mister; | tell you never was
learnt 10 pray. and don't know how TO 90 about il.
More than that feel somehow ashamed to II. And
besides for all YOUR talk Mister and you talk very
kind to me- must say. can I feel like Christian,
as YOU call it,--for | can see why Christians
should want TO kill me if Christians are such good
people you talk about
But then my poor boy" said the ordinary.
though Young YOU must remember, you re an old
sinner You We done much wickedness.
Il never done nothing but what was taught;
and if YOU say-and Bob there been reading II TO
me-lhat the true Christian iorgives every body
well then in the judge and all the nobs are
no Christians. else would nj they forgive me
Would nj they like IL teach me better, and not
to kill me But don I mind; il be game see II
don I be game-precous
The ordinary with a perplexed look sighed
deeply. The sad condition OF the boy, the horrid
death awaiting him, the natural shrewdness with
which he combated the arguments employed for his
conversion affected the worthy clergyman beyond
all past experience. Miserable little wretch he
thought il will be worst OF murders, II he dies
thus And then, again, he essayed to soften the
child feon who seemed determined to stand at issue
with his spiritual counsellor To recede no step bat
TO the callows foot 10 defy him. Ii would be his
ambition. his slory-if he must die-to die game.
deaih--had known the contemptuous ieering flung
upon the rcpcntant craven-and he would be the
theme OF eulogy in Hog Lane-he would not be
laughed. sneercd at, Tor dying dunghl.' And
This temper so grew and strengthened in 81. Giles
that. at length, the ordinary, wearcd and hopeless,
eft his fororn charge promising soon to return and
hoping. in his own words, 10 ind the prisoner "
kinder. better and more Christian boy
It's no use your reading that stuff TO me- said
81. Giles. as the turnkey was about TO resume his
book: Il do Mt understand nothing of II and II 5
too late to learn But say, can, you tell MS some
thin OF Turpn and Jack Sheppard, eh Some
thing prime Ia give us pluck
Conc come answered the man. II no use
icing on in this way You must be quiet and listen
10 me il all for your good, | tell you all for
your good.
MY good Well that's pretty CANNON that Is
| should like TO know what can be for my good II
I'm to be hanged Hal ha See if / don kick my
shoes OIL that 5 all" And 81. Giles would net lis
Ten. but sat on the stool, swinging his legs back
wards and iors ards and singing one OF the melo-
dies known in HOG Lanc-poor wretch II had been
A cradle melody to hm-whisi the turnkey vainly
cndcavorcd 10 soothe and interest him AT length
the man discontinued his hopeless task and IN sheer
lisessness leaning his back against the wall, Tell
asleep And now ST Giles was left alone. And
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