The Kalida venture. [volume] (Kalida, Ohio) 1841-1865, 1847-09-28
WAILING AND WOE.

AOW BTeut uouDld u lll'le nrC RIndleth.-
The evening ofthe circus, one Of onr CHI.
zens who resides in tho upper part of the
city, Just at dusk, was returning home, when
he met Mr.. McElroy with his wife and child
then going To it. He told him that il was
verse than throwing away bis money 10 OK.
pend iton such shows; but NlcElroy, who
drank sometimes quite freely, and had then
probably been drinking gjus, enough to be
Obstinate and preverse, replied that he
worked hard for his money, and no ought 10
be able TO enjoy it as he liked. His wife
then spoke out. She said she did not
wan, 10 go with him BIZ, he had insisted on
il.
They went. The circus was about ten
o'clock. Instead of returnirging direc, home
he compelled his wife to go along with him
down 10 tho river on the plea ol visiting his
brother, who lived close by the pier. The
night was very dark. They had got to the
foot Of Bath 81. ON the edge of The dock be-
fore he knew it, or would believe il; for his
wife had called out 10 him, telling him he
was too near the river, and he was saying,
Oh, no, there's no danger, or something to
tha, effect, when in he went. She had the
child, and il is supposed undertook 10 catch
bold Of him 10 save him, pnd both mother
and child fell by his side and sank to rise no
more. The manner OF his rescue we have
already stated.
But what we now propose describing is
the scene Of anguish and misery. Witnessed
at the funeral Of The dead mother aud her
babe. There we're the sympathizing neigh
bors--the minister Of the church--there was
The collincd mcthvr and child--lhe father
his two little girls. mo,hcrless, and her sister.
Seldom does earth present SD narrowing a
sight, MS that was the mourners; and sympa.
thizers, and even 10 the holy man OF God,
who is called by his duty, to minister conso-
lation the afflicted ofevery age and condition,
and Of course, if faithful, mus, he we'll ac-
quainted with grief in its every phase, even
to him il could have been no common scene
of sorrow.
The father shed not tcur He looked
the pictu,e ofagony in despair. He gazed
constantly upon the coffin of his dead wife
and child. Glazed seemed his eyes; he
stared. Ever and anon he groaned aloud -
He said nothiRg--saw nothing going around
him. lie was locked fas, in the memory Of
the past. II was dreadful 10 see him says a
witness, thus unable TO shed even tear. A
man Of strong feelings, retnorse had frozen
up his tears, and he could find no relief
though full 10 bursting.
The two little girls, why should they weep?
Wha, could they, so young, know of the
sorrow that darkened their homef Wha,
could they know of The depth of that woe
that now wrnng their fathers heart in agony
unut,erablei What could they know of
their loss-of the nature of death-of the long
home their mother had gone to? And yet
they wept bitterly!
The sister Of the drowned mother; her
anguish drew tears from every eye. Her heart
seemed broken. Tears in torrents came TO
her relief and yet she found it not. Then
the hysterical laugh-a laugh at a funeral,
Lov strange; and yet wha, shows like it the
depth of The griefof broken hearti And
then her wailing, how loud. how sad!
That scene cannbt be painted as it was.-
Bu, We have said enough--per'Iaps TOO much.
We here leave the story TO tell it's own moral.
--Clereland Plain Dealer
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