The Hillsborough recorder. [volume] (Hillsborough, N.C.) 1820-1879, 1848-05-03


spAng fIom ihs wagon wiihonf s-sisiarrr.
rsn 10 lie hsll dior. and wss Isl opening |
Il. hen 10 nv establishment. Dr.. CRY,
"ur family physician. came nui. hot not |
Recognizing ne. ~ il Mas quite dark. pas
sd an.
For . moment slmnsi sank upon The /
dnor STRIP. faininess. draih.like. zane /
over ne; . learl.l prrseEIim.ui wrighsd /
down IN, spirits. YET dared MT stay. !.
v Illiam had secured the hnrse. and rame .
afleI me-. rs | branded in and Wended my
way up The dark staircase ~ my mothers
room. I dared NOT rnIer. liTrml'lri Ike
an aspen leal. md my breath .ee".rd al-
most gone. n | listened. All - - quiet.
sayr n"w AID then singular mise. and
! I tlnughI. sob. William, ian. shared
! in my wrrIched farehodinss. Al last he
whispered. " Some ane of the family Is
sirk We had better enter II anre."
mo. nn. nui vel" ! whispered. WI.
liam. can il he nuI hahy! Gan II he VIII
hep Ny husband passed his arm around
my waist In support me. a. a voice "a.
claimr,i. in a tone rf anguish. L" Oh! if
his molhrr were "nly heie!' then. open
ing the door, almo-l carried me into The
rUom.
What a fearful scene was there hfiore
me! Ny hay. my darling litllr Willie.
was struggling IN the As"nies al death.
White as . rpse. his dark Eyes wild
and restless. his ho-nm hraving while the
hoarse, rafting breath e.raped. oh what
a sight Tor mother.
My parents siood on each side Of tie
bed. my hroIhers and sisters wer- weep-
ing all around me. fur Willie was almost
an idul in "ur family, As 81 od for a
second speerhlcss and nearly hewiltlered.
INV baby saw me; he must have recog'
nize me. for hp raised his white arm To
: ward me. and almost ceased that terrible
breathing.
| rushed towards him. and pushing The
, mourners aside. raised him in my arms,
ana .losped him tightly {" my hos"m.
. How can f"rget riIss Wild heating heart.
that Law so close TO mine IN tie 'raih hour!
" Mother" I exclaimed. "wnh e".!ass
. ryss. "hr rannoi be dying, he must moi
r die. rall in Dorior Grey; he must save
him, r"nn"t part with my boy nav, oh
Father in heaven" continued, n saw
the mis-, creeping over those beautiful eyes,
and the lvid blue around the dear lIule
lips, why did ! leave my child" I
/, laid him upon my lap, and parted the .ilk.
Ell hair on his tnder forehead; rlasprtl
my hands, and wildly, aye. siniuIly pra, :
. ed God To spare him; then ! pressed my
hands heasly Hp~n my ryrs. and s,roye
, tn f"rget that il was reality. When !
/ Looked again. the little lips W. re wreath.
, ed INT" lovely smile. the dark eyes up
turned To my own. he breath, d gently, yet
, guickly-the agony was passed. For one
, hour sal with Ih It beautiful Lead upon
my arm. dreaming that he was only sweet
. " sleeping as had been his wont in the
hushed twilight.
! II was noon. on the following day. I
: had not seen my hoy since he died. Weak
. and exhausted from mental suffering.
. crept from nv chamber into the room be-
. low, 10 take one more look Of all that re-
: manned Of Willie.
; | entered snitlv -- my husband stood
, over the coffin. weeping as only a man
, may weep in bitterness. Not It reproach.
e FIJI look or word had he gwen me since
. that fatal hour. stole beside HIM. and
{ mingled INV tear. with his. lie had just
placed white rosebud within the lullc
plump hand of our baby, and it land as
! swe,ily on his breast as he lay upon hIs
p, cold pillow. As we <iood silently ,nge-
ther. tho heavy rambling of cart wheels
sounded in nv ear. In annther moment
, Alice, my liule niece. pu' her head softly
, within the door. and whispered. while hei
lip quiverrd with grief, Aunt Fila. the
furniture is come; where shall it he put!'
, My anguish VIII" can urll, at this fear
/ ful announcement! Williams frame shnok
, with emo,ion.
The covete, furniture was the cause nj
; all my sorrow; had taken my babe when
first saw the symptoms Of thai cruel dis
ease, the Group; had no, been so rrav-
ing. my beautiful babe had been spared
me for such. the doctor assured me.
would have been, in all probability. the
case.
"Oh. William ! exclaimed. E" can
you ever forgive. can you ever love me
. again ;"
| shall never forget his answer. Lift
| ing nv head from his shoulder, he repii-
, ed gently. Ellen, ho else have ] To love
, now. but ym'"
E Well! II is all passed, We, it seems hn,
I, yesterday heard the heavy clods rattle
! on his coffin; YET regrets are useless now;
he is a happy angel in Heaven: ! did
no, keep the furniture, and though j, may
! seem foolish, I cannot endure the word
"pailor."
/, The former disposed Of. for could
4 not bear the sight Of that which caused
p ,ue to neglec, my babe; aud WHEN &C.
u Young mother more anxious Tor show
! ,,l ,o,nn,pr thon tho xy.l 10 RI of har child