Anti-slavery bugle. [volume] (New-Lisbon, Ohio) 1845-1861, 1849-01-26

him altogether for his offerings! Yes, il
must be so and this thought fred his breast
with new desires to injure him, while dis
like of his ~neighbor, whose unwearied kind
ness and foTbearance made him feel so UNI
comfortable, became stronger and stronger.
He was revolving the whole subject in his
thoughts a few days after, while at work up
on The hill that overlooked the entire village,
when, raising his eyes, and looking down
into that part Of the valley where his house
stood, he beheld a sight that curdled his
blood with terror, and almost paralyzied him
with fear.
The day before, he had commenced shing-
ling the roof Of his barn, and being obliged
TO leave the job %uncompleted at night, he had
allowed The ladder 10 remain Just where it
had stood during The day, leaning against the
roof. Little Nelly, his only daughter, a
child Of some three years, and the only being
whom the harsh man seemed really 10 love,
was playing about the house, when, spying
the ladder, she clambered, step by step, up
its rounds, ill she reached the roof, when,
agile and light of foot as a fairy, she made
her way up its steep and slippery side, and
seated herself upon the little staging that her
father had erected for his convenience in
shingling. Her elevated position command
ed an extensive prospect, and the little crea-
ture was gazing around in childish wonder,
when her father first espied her from the hill,
where he was at work. A cold sweat in
slantly sufused his whole person, a dimness
gathered in his eyes, his teeth chartered, his
knees smote together, and it was some min
utes before he could rally himself su Efficiently
TO determine what TO DO. =.
His first thought was 10 run TO her rescue;
and, dropping the tools with which he was
working, he started-but alas! a straight
road from the hill across TO his home he could
not take, for a bridgeless stream, a river OF
some width lay between them, and he was
no swimmer; and by the public road, il was
more Than half a mile 10 his dwelling, and
before he could travel that distance, his only
daughter, his darling child, the sole object
Of his love, might be precipitated 10 the earth,
bruised, mangled, shapeIess and lifeless.-
And the father groaned aloud at the thought.
But something must he done, and with his
eyes s%training in a burning, agonizing gaze,
upon the tiny form upon the barn, he com
menced the descent Of The hill, as though life
indeed depended upon his speed.
But other eyes than those Of Dick Law.
renee were upon Nelly and her p%eriIous sit
uation. The child's mother had gone 10 the
door 10 gather a handful Of fuel, and missing
the little prattler, had looked around for her,
when 10 her horror she saw her where we
have described her. A piercing shrek,
wrung from her by her agony, which lucki-
ly, did not reach the ears or attract the notice
Of Nelly, was borne TO the hearing of Mr..
and Mrs. Taylor, both of whom FASTENED 10
The spot. The half frantic mother would
have climbed the ladder for her child, or cal
led to her TO come down, but Mr.. Taylor
tpa,v tho f,llu anJ f,,aI r.
such a course SO, al his request, Mrs. Tay-
lUr drew the distracted woman into the house
and sought 10 soolh her, while Mr.. Taylor
set about d~evising means to rescue the child.
He feared to Withdraw her attention from the
objects at which she was gazing, for he
thought as soon as she realized her situation
and saw 10 what a giddy height she had at
tanned, she would become alarmed, and at
tempt 10 descend which would prove sure
destruction.
So calling TO George, who was hoeinp in
the garden, he babe him throw stones upon
the opposite side Of the roof, hoping the noise
would attract the child's attention in that di-
%reclion. The plan succeeded. As the first
stone bounded against the roof, and ratified
down its side, Nelly started, and withdraw
ing her gaze from the boats that were cominp
up the river, she turned round in the direc.
ton Of the noise, and looked up inouirinnly
TO the ridge-pole of the barn. Another and
another stone came beating upon the roof, and
rolling and tumbling down thence to the
ground. and the fearles child turned round,
and seemed about 10 chamber farther up to
ascertain the cause. Then Mr.. Taylor, seiz-
ing the opportunity, ran up the ladder to the
roof, and cautiously and still, advanced a
step till within reach of the little lruant,
when taking her gently in his arms, and de-
cending carefully, he carried her to her half
dead mother, and laid her In her bosom.
1t would not be possible TO describe the
joy and gratitude Of the poor woman, as she
held her little one again in her arms. She
kissed little Nelly first on one cheek, then
on the other, wept on Mrs. Taylnr's shout
der, shook Mr.. Taylor by the hand, and uied
TO find language for her emotion, but conld
not for the choking tears. and the conyulsiye
sobs that heaved her bosom.
In the midst of the Joyful excitement, the
gate opened, and hurriedly, and ont of breath
with a face Of CHASTITY whileness, of almost
deaihly pallor, Dick Lawrence entered
Staggering like one ready TO fall, he made
his way into the house, and catching Mr..
Taylor's arm, he clutched it convulsively.-
"Mr. Taylor! Mr.. Taylor !" was all he
could articulate, and then he wrilhed and
groaned like one in mortal agony.
All were alarmed. Mrs. Lawrence sprang
up for camphor, Mr.. Taylor led the pallid
fellow TO the door, and seated him in a chair,
while Mrs. Taylor began 10 chare his TEN.
Piles and hands. But he pushed all aside
save Mr.. Taylor, TO whom he clung %convul-
sively.
"Mr. Taylor" he grasped in broken SEN
fences, you've almost killed me. You've
saved the life of that child, and there isn't
another man in the world I've abused as |
have you. You've broke ms all down, and
| havn't the spuIk off baby" And he
wept like a child, wiping away The big tears
with his rough coat sleeve, and sobbing
almost Historically.
Mr.. Taylor began to comprehend the cause