The Sumter banner. [volume] (Sumterville, S.C.) 1846-1855, 1850-01-09

she has a sweet voice; it is q consola-
ton to us all to hear it singing below
our windows, even when it is to an
norncc tidings grcivous such as these.
Poor little thing!' She was silent a
moment, passed her hands across her
eyes, struggled q little for composurc,
and then resuming her own noble and
coniding air: What l wish to ask
you,' said she, resting the ends of her
fingers upon my black coat sleeve, lis,
to find me the means to preserve my
poor unborn child from the influence of
these horrors, these sufcrings. / am
in terror for 1t, poor little being. You
men-cvcn you, physician as you can
never know the pride and tenderness
which fills u woman's heart at such
moment ! She raised her eyes to
heaven. Good heaven what divine
terror what fresh and continued as.
toushment :! Another heart beating
within my own :! An innocent, angelic
spirit, in union with my own harrasscd
and agtatcd being! y double myste-
rious life and sympathy, known and
shared by me alone But to think
that my agitation is: perhaps, intense
suffering to this tender, invisible crea
turc-that my tcrrors are of this, l
dare hardly breath II dare hardly
thnk--I am afraid to novel am
afraid of my own thoughts-I reproach
myself with my love, with my hatc--I
dare not be agitated II treasure my
self as if were as;int--I do not know
where to turn-this is how l fell She
looked as an angel as she thus spoke,
with a sort Of divine terror and anxiety
in her large eyes. 'llcip nc, doctor!
furnish me with some idea that l can
keep fixed here, in my mind, looking
earnestly. Save me from injuring my
child. You are sorry for me; see you
arc. You know, alas that it is all in
vain; nothing can harden our poor
hearts; they will hurry, pause; trcmblc;
oh, they will E! And what will be the
fate of my child = However, said
she, altcra pause, and letting her beau
tiful head fall with an air of dcspondcn-
cy upon her bosom, 'onc thing is Ger
tain. It's my duty to carry this poor
little creature to the day of it's birth,
which will be the eve of that of my
my death. l am only allowed to re.
main on earth for that. | am the flail
shell which surrounds the precious fruit,
and which will he broken as soon as that
is disclosed. l am nothing else No.
thing else now, DOCTOR But do You
think laying hold Of, and pressing
my hand-'do you think they will let
me sec it?-Do you think they will let
it be with me just for few hours after
it is born? If they we're to take and
kill me directly it would be very cruel,
wouldn't it ?-0h ! if they only give
mo tine to hear it cry--to kiss it and
nurse it just through one day-I think
could forgive them al! the rest; / do
50 excessively long for that ono hour =
could onl y press her hands; | could
Only bend down and kiss them with
sort Of religious reverence. I could
not speak, and was afraid to interrupt
her. She smiled through her tears,
with the sweet radiant smile of pretty
woman Of two-and-twcnty, and then she
went on.--'I always fancy that you
know every thing--that | have only to
say why! and you have an answer ready.
Now, tell me, why is women more a
mother than she is any thing else :?
friend, daughter, wife cven---lcss vain,
less delicate, perhaps less rational, than
is her nature That a child, who is
yet as nothing, is every thing? that
those living already arc less than it :?
This is very unjust -? But 50 it is
Why is it SO l am angry with my
SELF Gently! gently = said l. you
have little fever. You speak too
quick and too hurricdly. Gently 'Ah,
Heaven = cried she, 'and I shall never
nourish it at my breastn And, turn
ing suddenly away, she flung herself
upon the little bed, and, burying her
face in the corntcrpanc wcpt bitterly.
Her heart was ovcrilowing.
Inc Physician servant, or rather,
as they werc dcnominatcd in those lev.
elling days, his associe, Blaircau, was
thorough Republican and staunch
friend to the sovereignty of the people;
he, therefore, nad considerable inilu-
encc with the ruling authorities, and
managed clcvcrly to purloin from a
commlssary who was reading the death
warrants Of several prisoners, list, up
on which, amongst the names of other
parties whom he knew his master was
dcsrous of swing, was that of Madame
Dc st. Afghan. The following thrill
inc Sccnc took rlocn IN q ,vro+,bol