Wilmington journal. [volume] (Wilmington, N.C.) 1844-1895, 1850-04-19
There Law as before the dead child.

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She sprang to her feet. 8 Yes she trus awake and
had only dreamed p
She stood few moments one suddenly bereft
Of sense then hurriedly falling her knees, her lips
moved in prayer The lustre of q new hope shone
upon her soul, and the darkness which so long en-
yeloped her mind fed therefrom, as fees the night
before the approaching dawn. She felt the moral
which her vision had revealed and cast her troubled
spirit at the foot of the cross. a ss -
/" Come unto me all ye that labor and are heavy
laden and viii give you rest These words reyer-
ted to her mind and although she still felt emotions
of deep grief her eye tearfully rested the form
of her departed boy, she exclaimed IN our Redeem
er's words, 81 Not my WILL but thine be done.'
From the Boston Post
A Situation. -e..,. -
There must always be first time to everything
under the blessed sun. have often thought of the
heart beatings attendant upon the first appearance
of the actor the clergyman, and the barrister But
compared with the experience which am about to
relate, theirs is " nothing to the show
The winter was fifteen, and full of blue veins,
made visit to country town. One day the good
lady of the honse where soourned took notion of
visiting her parents neighboring village, and in
vited me to go with her to drive. Twas excellent
sleighing, and being pretty good Jehu "put her
over the road" in good style and time There
buxOm, bouncing lassie where stopped-a relative
of the lady that came with me-who by her invita-
ton agreed to return with brought the team
up to the door in good shape, waited upon the ladies
ding in the middle of the sleigh, gave flourish with
the whip. We were off in twinkling, at nearly
2 40 speed; didn't feel grand!
"Why don't you sit down % exclaimed the good
woman to me, after we had got well under way
Twas the last thing thought Of Sit dow, forsooth?
and where thought I. II had rather stand
piled |. modestly. But you had better sit" urged
the damsel looked around-colored little-and
still declined heard whispering something about
being bashful &c. A trife more crimson came over
my conference.-the I still drove on. I was just
getting my natural color again. and was feeling pref
ty comfortable, when of sudden felt the arms of
the damsel encircling my waist. and in moment
was plump into her lap. "There,' exclaimed the
mischievous witch, sit here upon my knees-I won't
hurt youn
Every drop of blood within me, methought, then
rushed into my face would hav@given the world
to be free-but twas to no avail-the maiden had
me fast
:. That desperate grasp my frame might feel,
Through bars of brass and triple steelE'
The veins of my face swellcd I" almost to
bursting, "--never did martyr suffer more intensely
The spirited horse needed not the g braid'-but he
got tt reckon. On, flew, with telegraphic'
speed-the sparks of fiji Few in showers thick and
fast from the shoes O. the cutter, as we occasion
ally slid over piece of bare ground
s'Now do thy utmost, speedy Megv'
Muttered mentally gave the crtter'' the last
lick, and in few moments we were at our Jour-
neys end-and l was out of my misery. CYMoN.
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