Burlington free press. [volume] (Burlington, Vt.) 1827-1865, 1850-07-12


For that God you have just spoken about
for Ills sake, me are you Susan Palmer
Is it my child that lies a-dying p said the sha-
dow, sprnging forwards, and clutching poor
SuSans arm
8 1t is a little child of two years old do not
know whose it is love it as my own. Come
with me, whoever YOU are /; come with me-
The two spde along the silent strects-as ST.
lent as the night were they. They entered the
house Susan snqtched mp the light, aud car.
ried it ups stairs. The other followed.
She stood with Wild glanng eyes by the bed
side, never looking at Susan, but hungriy
gazing at the little white still child. She
stopped down, and put her hand tight on her
own heart, as tito still its beating, and bent her
ear to the pale lips. Whatever the result was,
she did not speak but threw off the bedcohcs
whcrewh Susan had tenderly covered up the
little creature, aud felt its left side.
Then she threw up her arms with cry Of
wild despair.
'Shc is dead she is dead =
She looked so fierce. so mad so hargard,
that for an instant Susan was terrifcd-the
next, the holy God had put courage into her
heart, and her pure arms were round that gull
ty wreiched creature, and her tears were fall
inc fast and warm upon her breast But she
was thrown off with violen;c.
You killed her-you slighted her--you let
her fall down those stairs you killed her !
Susan cleared off the thick mist before her,
and gazing at the mother with her clear sweet,
angcl.cycs said mournfully-
would have laid down my own life for
her.
'Oh the murder is on my soul = exclaimed
the wild bercaved mother, with the fierce i'm
pctuosity of one who has none to love her and
to be beloved, rerard to whom might teach
sef-rcstraint
lush = said Susan, her finger on her lips.
Here is the doctor. God may suffer her to
live
The poor mother turned sharp round. The
doctor mounted the stair. All! that mother
was right; the little child was really dead and
gone.
, And when he confirmed her Judgment the
mother fell down in fit. Susan, with her
deep grief had to forget herself, and forget her
darling. (her charge for years,) and question
the doctor what she must do with the poor
wretch who lay on the floor in such extreme
of misery.
She is the mother !! said she.
why did not she take better care of her
child ? asked h. almost angrily.
But Susan only said, The little child slept
with me; and it was that left her.
will 90 back and make up a composing
draught; and while | am away you must get
her to bed.
Susan took ont some of her old clothes, and
softly urdressed the stiff, powcress form
There was no other bed in the house but the
one in which her father slept. SO she tender
Iy lifted the body Of her darling and was going
TO take it down stairs, but the mother opened
her eyes, and seeing what she was about, she
said.
I'M pOfu TO- ,cl, hnr | WI; o1.
ed !; | have spoken to you as ! never should have
spoken; but think you arc very good may
have my own Child to lie in my arms a little
while p
Her voice was so strange contrast to what
it had been before she had gone into the fit that
Susan hardly recognized it it was now so un.
speakabIy soft, so irre>istibiy pleading, the fea-
lures too had lost their fierce expression, and
were almost as placid as death. Susan could
not speak, but she carried the little child, and
laid it in its mothers arms then. as she looked
At them, something overpowered her, and she
knet down, crying aloud,
'On, my God, my God have mercy on her
and forgive and comfort her.
But the mother kept smiling, and stroking
the little face, murmu7ng soft tender worls as
if it were alive; she was going mad Susan
thought; but she prayed on, and on, and ever
. still she prayed with streaming eyes.
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- mother took it, with docilc unconsciousncss O
its nature as medicine. The doctor sat ly her
" and soon she fell asleep. Tncn he rose softly
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! noon again. It's now daylight. Good.by.'
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d Shall e'cr usurp the place
. OF that little angeliac
V And then she remembered what rcmaincd It
5 be done. She saw that all was right in tn