The Hillsborough recorder. [volume] (Hillsborough, N.C.) 1820-1879, 1847-09-30

season Our dear little glen. I 1elI remen
eef Tie day. ior thousand sssoeisllea
9Th shieh % uss connected vii noI a
los ne 10 Io'get n. There wss no sTssl
grass on al the hill sidss. bot BIZ our coll
spring. The hEsi sioltIs Of Ihe year. Lk,
Tie rose on Ihe ellesk OF infancy. siu
resting thsiI drliesIe peI.ls on ~ eIysls
bosom. unconscious 80 &c. that Coz Ih,
lssi line they ssTe dtiBkIng Of ne sxes
ssIeEs. ! bad aoyen too we aha Of lhl
trailing sFbulns lhsI had eaIhsred in .
nelghIoIiHR soed, sLd vas fitting Que d
The head Of dear Agnss. ~hen We wers
surprised By yisil l,om her father. lis
ptobsbly thought he had some inlelligrnet
10 communicate shIeh ~ould nol be yfiy
agreeable 20 Ne. loo he Mas loI zone
lime Stint aud lLsn became uassuslIy
pleasant sud kind. AZ length Told us.
ihsihe MAS under the nerrssIy of dsstToy.
Ihg our play 'g,oand-. - he hsd concluded
10 erect . dIsllllsTy by this oil spring.
aud The next DAY his men would cvm-
msnce their wask. Our young heads
little undrblO0d how much Ol awful im.
port " a. included 10 that word disiillny,
bot se wee sad, aud be LETT us 20 be our
own comforter. psIhsPs our dear ln,ls
robin ihst ior three yesrs had built no
nesi on an spPls Tree near by. aud had
come now 10 slng Us IL. FIRST spring song.
unetT st0od q b.uer. for Il broke loIIh mo
one Of tie ildesi. the most pl.inu,s
strains ] ever heard, abIch snuck our
hesrI.siTIng- with peculiar lorce. and they
vibrsted back an answering tone fnr ma.
ny. many day. We Ln.li oLce more.
and the la'I nme. 10 take q large draughi
from the cIysIal fountain. We plIcked ell
The siolets around 10 keep as memenIoss
OF past joys--ihen chsnied = mnurnIul
farewell ~ OUT dear robin, and turned ..
gay.
Yesrs passed on. and a great change
came over that lovely spnt. The dIsul.
.ery vas erected IS had been inilmaied,
and sent on ns da,k smoke. 10 bIacksn
the pure heavens above; and ito BIO, breath
burnt up oil that vas green and beautiful
around. The earth seemed TO Itfsse 10
yield its accustomed fruits, and . curse
too great TO be borne wss resting with iron
hand upon wha, had been one ol lhs al.
eel poI ions Of ,his lair earth. rio'sn"y
for The fret time, mingled with s'snse
reseliy and mu,h. was echoed nom 'ne's
lovely hills. Fathers and brothers. WV
ow's sons end otphsn boys we're 50"
with unsiesdy s'rps, leaving This dafken.
ed sno,. Blu, the weight Of 40 thai ieli
= a. L--... 81 ~ives, OF mothers, OF sis-
tefe-shs pveysss. a.. -.s' aiiIug scmOn-
susnces, will never be known I'LL "ths
judgment Is &c, and the books are oren.
ed" 20 ..-t & III" .'' .'4'
After some years Of sbsrpce, | return.
ed 10 ,sii once more some old friends 10
.hs, vicinity, and leaning that Agnes. the
companion and playmate Of ny spring.
me. was IN, hssiened TO Der. She had
loci her mother 10 tie mesnume, and !
wished to be near, TO administer 10 her
little wants in this time oi need. But she
did not recognize me. Reason had been
driven from her throne, end raging ie-
ser wac drying up the fountain oil life.
Her pure mind, as il unfit for dwelling
place so frsll, was wandering in other
scenes. She would allow me TO battle
her aching head, aud smooth her pillow,
but she could not recall tie past. One
evening 10 my surprise as well ss JOY.
| she Tell ssleep on my shoulder. and slep,
long and swee,Iy. When she a~oke, she
gently whispered my name. end for The
first time the fountain oi tears was unlock
! ed, and we wep, together. Al length she
I spoke. Will you no, battle my head
once more with fresh water from our old
spring! Oh there wac once none so cool
snd sweet as that" Aud ss | applied the
cooling hquid 10 her brow, che added
q" Alas ! those lovely sIole's; they Nth
/ NEUTRALITY-SUSPICIOUS.. Could ! have
Died with them, how much should have
been saved Did you know that poo
old robin died Of . broken heart! He SUM
his own death song, and NY hear,-s.rines
7 iise bis. one b. one, have bees breukiaG
: -brecking--Lredkng." '@
: After pause. she continued: Blu
nv fa,her-call him. have much 10 say
and the time is short 49,.
: As the old man entered, ioitering Of
his cane, saw there was new light kin
died in his soul, only to be blotted ont b.
deeper darkness.--ior his daughter was a
gain sensible Of bis presence, and whis
pered e Father" in The kind accents 9
| former days. She called him 10 her. an
as he bowed his white head ID her pillow
!. she fondly wound her fingers into his gra.
locks, and with one arm encircled his neck
!, There was a long and touching silence, fo
her soul was too full Tor utterance, an
her fathers heart was as child's agar
, She motioned for glass Of water, and a
. ter parlaking Of The refreshing beverage
1 she spoke: 80. .a..
MY father, are not the dying som'
/, times commissioned with messages for III
>, liyipg!'"' ~. .r =. =, .sa,..., ,,s i.