The voice of freedom. [volume] (Montpelier, Vt.) 1839-1848, 1847-10-07
J. H0LC0MB, Editor & Publisher.

dPplOdCueu nef OCuSlue.
yes, mother, it is me. But why do yo
say, My dear son, is it your l bring yo
no consolation
But, o Jameson, would you but say on
word-but acknowledged this my last earth
ly hour, that you have done wrong in no
needing my commands, l should consider it
far greater consolation than can otherwise bC
afforded me-
Il do do say so, mother acknowledge
that it is and | alone who have made yol
miserable
'Thank God now I die Come, pool
orphan children, let me kiss you, and kissing
die. May God make you blessed on earth
. and blessed in Heaven. ACKNOWLEDGMENT.
A sweet spirit stands before the portals o.
/ Heaven-an Angel opens-it enters, anC
sits down in the Tribunal of Justice Lol ar
, all-glorious form comes down from mighty
throne ;--on the spirits head he places Q
crown-in its hand a sceptre: Now mingle
thy voice with joy among thy kindred, once
OF earth, and chant the praises Of Heaven and
its Almighty Ruler
Reader, hast thou ever beheld the quiet
lake, when suddenly its calm bosom is ruliled
by the tempest Hast thou ever stood be-
side and seen odd ocean sigh, and groan, and
weep as the gusts of Heaven menace it
o, the anguish of that forlorn maiden That
passionate youth faster and faster, and still
faster, tears follow tears--sighs, sighs-groans,
groans.
Jameson Leslie, had been from infancy,
INDUCED in every whimsical notion common
to a child had been known to follow the bent
of his own inclinations, whether good or bad
the result-being greatly petted by his faith
CIR, who considered him indefectible. AS time
flew away, and he had reached his sixteenth
year, an acquaintance was formed with boys
situated in life similarly to himself. Mid
night revels in gaming saloons became COM
mon. They listened not to the Gliding voice
of Reason, nor suffered their thoughts to
pierce beyond an hour Mr.. Leslie soon per-
ceivcd his soon lettering on the brink of the
fatal precipice, and by harsh exhortings, held
him in suspense for a brief time. He OBJ
tanned for him, with some difficulty, an occu-
patton as clerk in the office Of Judge Sum-
mers, an eminent lawyer of that city. BY
steadily applying himself to business, Jamie
son soon earned valuable reputation for his
talants and faithfulness. He had not long
been in this prosperous condition, however,
when he learned of the failure of his father
in his mercantile business, and the total loss
of his real estate Nor had the imprudent
father been able to endure the disgrace of his
poverty, but Immediately ended his life by
committing suicide, so great was his mortif-
cation. Jameson, suspicious that it was the
cancelling Of lis debts that had given birth to
such an onset, again joined the old Club, to
drown in hilarity the thought that his guilt
and disgrace had extended so far Conse-
quently, Judge Summers dismissed him from
his employ-but not without reluctance, for
he had a high opinion of the young man.
By disposing of every household article of
any value, that could possibly be spared, the
mother provided the son with means to sus-
tain him in his reckless course, rather than
turn him out Of doors while Irene, by teach
ing music and drawing, sustained her aged
parent and herself-though poorly. Many
were the appealings Of the mother to the CON
science OF her son ;-many and devout were
the prayers offered up by her to the throne
of the Eternal Being, in his behalf but, alas
her supplcatiOns were as the dew before the
rising sun-sparkling with diamond bright,
ness for a moment,
'---then melting away,
As Etna's fires grow dim before the rising day.
For, as she touched each tender chord of
his heart with gentle words, new fire would
seem kndled in his breast but, ERE its
warmth sufficiently aroused his energies, I'M
governed Passion had quenched the flame,
His heart was noble one,--she knew it was
She had discovered that Remorse stung him
often and deeply,-shc had known him to
weep over his condition-faithesS tears |
And as he now paced the apartment, in deep
agitation--as he reflected upon the past, and
behcld--not with pridc-the results of his la
Dor, in the corpse of mother-aS he beheld |
that angel-like sister, gazing imporingy into
his facc-his manly chest heavod, and stretch !
ing forth bis hands, lie exclaimed, in mad dis
pair
Great God ! is it who have caused such
a scene to be placed before my eyes FL, who
have brought misery and death to my home
i, who have sacrificed the life of a lust pa
rent on the burning altar of my own kidding :? |
MY dear son, is you ? O that could hear
that voice again Irene--and can YOU saw. |
my dear brother? Can--'
yes, Jameson l always say, my dear
brother, when am talking seriously with |
And now our mothor is gone, have no one
to care for but you. But O, dear brother, |
would you but resolve, firmly resolve, to do |
better in future, how much more happy | |
should be-; with how much more solace we
both could talk of meeting our kind mother
in Heaven, and of all the joys which await
US there. But to think of bufctng the waves
Of this worlds ocean, with neither father nor
norbrother, nor sister, to she'd SYM
pathising tearin my behalf, is dreadfu-O,
Dreadful
But dear sister, what shall do? what
would you have me do p
Dear Jameson, devised plan, months
ago. but dare not make it known to you I'll
had, it would have been much better She
drew from her bosom 4 soiled scrap Of paper, |
On which a few words were written with
pencil, There is resolution said the or
phan counsellor, as with trembling hand
shn rAve il to him. LIE road it-wn nnv