New-York daily tribune. [volume] (New-York [N.Y.]) 1842-1866, 1847-02-23
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HIS father coming. and bending down 10 HIM
which be did quickly, and without first pslsing by
the bedsite-Paal held him Mound the neck. and
repeated those words 70 him several times and
very earnestly; and Paul never saw him IN his
room sgain ST any time. whether It were day or
night bat he called out Don't be SO sorry for me
Indeed | am quite happy This was the begin
Ming Of bis always saying in the morning that he
was great deal better. and that they were 70 tell
his father 50.
How many times the golden water danced upon
the wal how msny nights the dark river rolled
toward the sea IN spite Of him Paul never count
ed. never sought % know Ii their Kindness o. bis
sense OF H. could hsve increased. they were more
Kind, aud he more grateful every day but whether
there were many days or few appeared Of little
moment now. 70 the gentle boy
One night he had been thinking OF his mother,
and her picture in the drawing. room down stairs
and had thought she must have loved sweet Flor
ence better than his Esther did 20 have held her IN
her arms when she was dying-or even he. her
brother who had such dear love for her could have
no greater wish than that. The train OF thought
suggested 70 him 20 inquire II he had ever seen hrs
mother for he could not remember whether they
bad told him yes no, the ryer running very fast
and confusing his mind.
Floy. did ever see mamma
No, darling. why l'
Did l never see any kind face like nam.
mas looking at me when was a baby Floy %
he asked incredulously as ii he had some Wis
Ion ols face before him.
Oh. yes dear g.
d" Whose Floy D.
Your I'd nurses. Often"
And where Is is my old nurse p said Paul. is
she dead too T. Floy are we al dead. except
you"
There was hurry "a the room for an instant
longer perhaps bat It Seemed no more--then all
was still again and Foreuse with her face quite
rnInrIpSs huf Su1lIfur Holt his L l..
Her arm trembled very much.
Show me that old nurse Floy nyou please e
" She IS not here, darling. She shah come to.
morrow
" Thank you. Floyl
Paul closed bis eyes with those words. and fell
asleep. When he awoke, the sun was high and
the broad day was clear and warm. He lay
little looking at the windows. which were open,
and the curtains rustng IN tue air and waving 90
and iro' then he said, Floy is it to morrow Is
she come "
Some one seemed TO 20 in quest OF her. Per.
maps II was susan. Paul thought be heard her tell
ing him when he had closed his eyes again, that
she would soon be back but he did not open them
10 see. She kept her word-perhsps she had never
been away--but the next thing that happened
was noise OF footsteps on the stairs and then
Paul woke-woke mind and body-and sat upright
in his bed. he saw them now about him. There
was no gray mist before them. there had been
sometimes in the night. He knew them every one
and called them by their names
And who IS this Z Is this my old nurse = said
the child, regarding with a radiant smile figure
coming in.
Yes, yes. No other stranger would have shed
those tears at sight of him aud called him her dear
boy her pretty boy, her own poor bghted child.
No other woman would have stopped down by his
bed and taken up bis wasted hand. aud put it 70
her lips and breast as one who had some right 10
ionde IT, No other woman would have so forgot
ten everybody there but him and Floy, aud been SO
full OF tenderness and pity.
Floy this il kind good face !" said Paul
q" am glad to see 1t again. Don't go away, old
nurse Stay here :"
His senses wereall quickened and he heard a
name he knew.
Who was that who said Walter p he ask.
ed, looking round. Some one said Walter. Is he
here | should like to see him very much"
Nobody replied directly but his father soon said
to Susan. Call him back, then let him come up r.
After short pause Of expectation, during which
he looked with smiling interest and wonder, on
bis nurse, and saw that she had not forgotten foy
Walter was brought into the room His open face
aud manner and his cheerful eyes had always
made him iavorte with Paul and when Paul
saw him, he stretched out his hand and said
Good.byi
" Goodbye my child 3" cried Mrs Pipchin hur
rylng 20 his beds head. q" Not good bye
For an instant Paul looked at her with the wist'
iul face with which he had often gazed upon her
IN his corner by the FIRE All yes he SAID,
placdly. good bye Walter dear. goodbye -
turning his head 10 where he stood and putting
out his hand again Where is Papa p
He felt his fathers breath upon ms cheek, before
the words had parted from his lips
Remember W alter, dear Papa he whispered
looking in his face Remember Walter I was
fond OF W alter The feeble hand waved in the
air. as fit cried goodbye to Walter once again
Now lay me down he said and Floy come
close 10 me and let me see you %
Sister and brother woundthei arms around each
other and the golden light came streaming in, and
fell upon them locked together
How fast the river runs between its green
banks and the PUSHES, FlOyl But It's very near
the sea. hear the waves They always said so %
Presently he told her that the motion OF the boat
upon the stream was lulling him 10 rest How
green the banks were now how bright the flowers
growing on them and how tall the PUSHES Now
the boat was oat at sea, bot gliding smoothly on.
And now there was shore before him. Who
stood on the bank -
tie put bis hands together as he had been used
to do, at his prayers. He did not remove his arms
10 do it, bot they saw him fold them so. behind her
neck.
Mamma is ike you. Floy. know her by the
lace But tell them that the print upon the stairs
at school IS not divine enough The light about the
head IS shining on me as ! gor
Inc golden ripple on the wall came back again,
and nothing else stirred in the room. The old, old.
fashion The fashion that came in with our frs.
garments and viii last unchanged until our race
has run It's course, and the wide armament IS rolled
up ike a scroll. The old. old iashion--Death
Oh thank Con, all who see it, for that older ASH
ion yet, OF Immortality And look upon us, angels
OF young children with regards not quite estranged
when the swift river bears US % the ocean
Dear me- dear me To think" said Miss Tox
bursting out afreash that night her heart were
broken, " that Dombey and Son should be Daugh
ter after all g.
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