The northern galaxy. [volume] (Middlebury, Vt.) 1844-1848, 1845-04-16

o have loved my God II tried hard lot
do it. But oh he was so sweet, SO Ell
: gaging, so afectionate He was my las
! too-the last being on earth that coul
\ call my own the last do you he5
: that Agues the last and that is t;
: ken! Yes! l am left alone-alone an
e solitary in all this world-it has nothin
] now for me to love and | too NAV die |!
Exhausted by the strength of her emo
tons, she sunk into the arms of the sym
pathising females who had clustere,
. around her, penetrated to the soul b.
, this, to them, novel exhibition of materna
) grief. There were no tears, no wringins
2 of hands, no frantic ordinations; blu
: the low breathings of utter desolation-
the solitary joy cut off, in heart long ia
|, mlllariZed TO sorrow-the one overflow
ing drop added TO the cup already full o
!, bitterness. Every tongue was silent, a.
. if spell bound. Either they dared no
l awaken the least glimmering of hope, les
1t should be again extinguished in deeper
darkness; or they were afraid the sus
Pense excited by their intelligence nigh
be worse for her than the most painful
certainty. Agnes was conveyed TO bed
and the good women left her to consult
together what il was best to do 1t wa:
determined that one of them should re.
turn to her, and tell the whole truth.
She found her giving vent TO her heart in
the most pathetic EXPLANATIONS. "My
sweet, sweet VIII i had hoped that we
should enter heaven together. that together
we should join the dear ones who have gone
before u.s. but now there is no more hope
p. for us on earth ? Oh! what do say! Faith
er save me from sin save me from mourning
at thy righteous chastenings! Teach me to
trust in Thee, although thou Stay meI'
"Yes that is right. child? putyour trust
in heaven! the Lord is good, and He is kind,
and He will comfort you; SO don't take on
So" said the warm hearted old lady, address
ing Agnes.
The voice of affection brought tears to the
dry eyes Of Agnes. But they were not the
refreshing tears that mo listen and cool the
whitening spirit; they came not gently and
sweetly, like the dews of heaven. The short
conyulsive heavings of an almost bursting
heart, were mingled with violent and pain
full weeping. This soon spent itself, and
was succeeded by suffocating sobs; like the
swelling OF uhe ocean when the storm is gone.
The afiectionate woman leaned over her per-
suasively.
"Nay now dearie, you do wrong to grieve
so you must submit to the will of God"
oh" interrupted Agnes, 81 would that
[ could resign myself entirely to His justice !
but my soul is full Of darkness! / can only re-
member that my child is dead"
This one thought had occupied her mind ::
but now, as if new light had broken in up
on her, she suddenly raised herself from the
| pillow-"Dead? who knows that he is dead
Where, how, when did he die.''
He is not dead dearie, not dead ~
Not dead!" cried Agnes, starting up,
''for the love ofHeaven, tell me what you
mean oh, speak, where is he 7"
Both hand were upon her bosom as if to
hold in her throbbing heart; and the Wild
ness of her looks made her tremble.
"Be quiet, my child only be quiet, and
will tell you all about it The dear little boy
was playing at the door, and picking daisies
TO put in your hair. He was so much di-
verted by it, that his grandmother let him
play on, only telling him not TO go away
from the door. She was busted about the
dairy, and when she came to look after him
he was gone. She gave the alarm right
away, and all the men in the settlement
turned out to hunt him up. But you know
the woods is bad place to find body -
Agnes stopped not to hear the conclusion
of the sentence. She was at the door in an
instant.
The old woman pulled her forcibIy back.
Are you crazy :" said she; 'Do you want
to get lost tool If man can find him, he
:, will be brought in before sun down."
i While she was yet speaking, several men
who had been out IN quest Of the little wan
derer. returned, desparing of success.
LET none but mothers search" cried Ag-
mes and darted from the house. They call
co to her in vain. Que of the party who had
jusr arrived, followed; hallowing as he went,
to his comrades, to light fire for beacon, il
they returned not before night.
Agnes fed on with incredible rapidly.
Affection lent her wings, and strength and
courage; or rather, she was supported By
Him who with such sweet and powerful en-
phasis, declares himself .'the God of the
widow, and the Father of the fatherless.'
With the lightness and speed of the Antelope
she passed over the brush and underw God
that sometimes lay scattered in her pathway.
Difficulties SCENE d to vanish as she approach
cd them, and she explored every little hiding
place that might conceal her darling, with an
ingenuity and industry, resulting from the
mighty workings of mothers love, thai
amounted almost to intuition. Her compan-
ion looked on with wonder at her performan'
ces: to see a creature so delicate, do thai
which appeared to require the strength and
judgment of man. He pretended not to
cope with her in the search she was accom-
plshng. lie seemed but the passive instru-
ment of her pleasure; but the humble satte-
lite attendant upon the evolutions ofits might
planet.
Il must find my boy ~ she exclaimed, ''ol
the forest will receive US both into the same
grave! But shall find him. He who has
ever been my guide in difficulties, my de-
fence in temptation,my strength in weakness
and my consolation in sorrow. will give him
back to me. My trust is in the Lord!'
Agnes went on and on. She knew moi
how far she had traversed the forest, fol
| there are no waymaiks TO ascertain the dis
lance or direction; and one may wander Oh
forhours and days, and terminate their jOurn
ey near the very place where they commenced
it. She soon came to spot more open
than she had hitherto passed; where the