The Sumter banner. [volume] (Sumterville, S.C.) 1846-1855, 1850-01-16

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sss PIC Senerai thanked him, then has
tened ID change The oiiyofeasion. 4 A
ffeWs minute afterthis incid dsnt, DIR. De.
5riviere left us, IN order to make his. .dai.
ii visit 70 tile hospital. q I.ss sss5
EIhenS the Cheyaliers and j were left
together, 1yasked him why he refused
wSas, even sapposing it was indifferent
,,to, him, would be's Joy, tony beart, and
a great alienation to his dear Paquita
saf sBscanse my infirmity is q punish
ftnent from God, with which man has
not The right to'interfere. During the
sthree years I have been blind, / have
$knownsmy affliction was not incurable,
eanlsI bless Heaven, which has sent me
the favor Of a voluntary expiation.'
General replied l, transported by
sthe greatness,ota this repentance, and
sby his conscientiousness, the trial hes
lasted sufficiently long; and now that
you have tho advice Of a physician,
perhaps you ought to consult o priest,
TO learn whether your perseverance is
not an outrage to Divine Mercy. or a
qualification giyento human PRIDE
ias Young man. said he to me with
emotion, you use arguments which dis
sturb my mind It certain that if God
has pardoned me, I am only proud
mar, who persists in self punishment:
when pardonthas bccn granted to him.
~. You ought not to doubt of that par
don, sincc tho day on which Providence
scnt you the angel, whose eyes guide
you, and whose devotion consoles you.
ass.Bdt If should lose her in recover.
ing tile sight which her care renders
nsarly useless to me?'
This will be a further proof Of the
Divine WILL &
listen, my young friend interrupt
ed the Cheyalier de Colombrcs, quickly,
tHeaven bearrme witness that for my
self do not desire to sec again that
earth which I have watered with the
blood Of my brother; but I consent to a
proof, and if she confirms you il the
opinion that I ought toallow myself to
be cured, I will no longer resist. Go
seek Paquita, inform her Of the opinion
ofthc doctor, and if she appears happy
att, I will do al! that you wish
Five minutes after, Paquita was at
the side Of the General, and I watched
the expression Of her features.
my daughter said he to her, 'thc
doctor.who has taken care of me so skill
fully during my illness, pretends that
he can also restore me my sight. What
is your advice.?'
Paquita threw herself on her knees,
extending her arms towards Heaven;
she open her mouth, / thought she was
about to speak. ,as
sShc is radiant with joy said to
the Cheyalier. a'9tt
:Wil you not quit mo, if an cured"
resumed he, with anxiety.
Rsa4nita seized the hand of the exile,
and covered it with kisses.
MY friend, said he, sinform the doc.
tor that he can come to me whenever
hetwishes. q am ready
The doctor came, and it was decided
that after ~ preparatory treatment,
which mus. continue for some days, the
operation should be performed on the
following Sunday--it was now Tues
day. ...5. 5...,s
The General submitted to all with
slightly sad willingness, which rescm-
bled resignation; in the presence of Pa
ouita, he remained silent; but when we
were together, he regretted his weak.
ness, and even went so far rs to hope
that tho operation would not succeed.
"You will see," said he to me, "tlat
Ishall have proof that God has not yet
pardoned ,nop
sYou know, on the contrary replied
], "that he has done so for a long time
sMy crime is frightfal!'
HThe mercy Of God is so great!'
Will not men doubt his justice if
they see mo less unhappy?
'Thc wicked, perhaps; but the good
vail bless him?''
sThe will of God be done, my friend!'
The day fixed upon for the operation
& arrived. / awaited it, as may be be-
lieved, with great impaticnce, and re-
I paired so the Chevaller some moments
before the hour at which he expected
the physician.
The General was seated in a large
chair before the window. His hands
joined, his brow more sad than common,
allaunounced that his mind was plung
ssed in a meditation, which could be moth
ing less than a prayer. Paquita was
on her knees before him, her cornten
aace was beaming with tenderness and