Wilmington journal. [volume] (Wilmington, N.C.) 1844-1895, 1850-08-23

seemed reverie Of grlish vanity and was
no matter what it was.
Lefty, you viii be sorry to hear that poor Mary
Hilton -
Mary Hilton! For weeks she had not crossed my
thought nay, not even now, so full was of anxiety
about my new bonnet.
sPoor Mary Hilton died last week -
Il came upon me like shock-a pang-a sense of
the end that must come to ie and all lifes dreams
lI-walking in the dazzling light OF mIne-telt
GOODNESS creep me; sting, too, OF sefreproach
and shame. | laid down the pretty bonnet, and
thought, almost with tears of the poor little dress
maker who would never work for me any more-of
her hard tolls ended her humble love-dream closed
her les brief story told and all passed into silence
Then thought of the poor faithful lover l could
not ask after him-but my aunt did.
Daniel bears it pretty well, answered the sister,
looking grave and shedding one little tear. 1t must
be hard woman indeed who does not show some
feeling when broug ht into immediate contact with
death. g He with her till the last; she died
holding his hand''
Poor thing-poor thing!' murmured my tender
hearted aunt.
Yes, she was good little creature, Mary
Hilton but as for the rest of the family, they were
nothing over-good-not fit for my brother Daniel"
said the young woman rather proudly. Perhaps
it was ali for the best He will get over it in time
So doubtless he did; possibly the humble little
creature who loved him. and died thus loving, might
even have wished it. So Every unselfsh woman
would But l never heard what became of Daniel
Ray, for my aunt and | soon after vanished from
vanished too. Mary Hilton, and all memories belong
ing to her, were thus swept utterly away into the
| chambers of the past-my grlish past
But, the other day, finding an old, many years
old Dress one whose veriest fragments could kiss
and weep over, | remembered, among other things
rbo bod fhopf fash and
the careful stitches thought of the poor fingers
row only dust. And great sense came over me of
of the nothingness of all things, and of our need to
do good in the daytime because of the quckcoming
night e wherein no man can work"
My lady readers-my g lilies that neither toll nor
spin show womanly tenderness to those who do
toll and spin for your pleasure profit; and if you
are disposed to be harsh thoughtless, exacting
think of this simple sketch from actual life OF Our
! Old Dressmaker.
| WoMAN's PAT1ENcE.-How strange that the pa
tience of Job should be considered so remarkable
when there so many mothers in this world whose
patience equal if it does not exceed his What would
Job have done had he been compelled to sit in the
house and sew, and knit and nurse the children and
that hundreds of things were attended to during
the day, and hear children cry and fret and COM
plain Or how would he have stood it if like some
poor woman, he had been obliged to raise family
of ten twelve children without help, spending
months, years-all the prime of Ife-in washing,
dren fastened to the house and offspring, from
ming till night, from night till morning, sick well,
storm sunshine, his ghs often rendered misera-
BILE by watching over his children? How could he
have stood all this and in addition to all other troub
les, the curses and even violence OF drunken COM
panion How could he have felt, after wearing out
his very existence for his tender offspring and a
worthless companion, to be abused and blamed ! Job
endured his biles and losses very we'll for short
time but they did not endure long enough to test
&hola hofh foStS hnrr atInnon
by whole life of trials and she does not grumbe at
her burdens. We are honestly of the opinion that
woman has more patience than Job; and instead of
saying the patience of job" we should say d" the
patience of woman
USEFUL HINTs.-We are often told that the even
ing air is unhealthy and that the morning air is
healthy, both to the we'll and invalids. But who
has told us why it is so! It may possibly be &C,
counted for by the fact that the descending moisture
which call dew, brings down the particles of car
bonic acid floating in the atmosphere, so that they
may be inhaled and that the ascending moisture
the morning. 1t may possibly be accounted tor IN
another way. AS the tolls or exercise of the day
wearies the system, the nerves are not able to i'm
part that tone power to the skin at evening" they
do in the morning. And when the surface is feeble
and relaxed, it absorbs than when it is full
tone and vigor, it may be after nights refresh
ing sleep-as it may be if kept clean by daily wash
ing and rubbing with coarse towels until glow Of
of the luxuries of life which is not followed with
painful penalties and one which all, rich poor
may enjoy. There is truth, therefore, in Dr. Frank
Inns
Early to bed and early to rise.''
TRoUBLous T1MEs-When Balstrod Whitelocke
was embarkng, in the year 1853, ambassador for
Sweden, he much disturbed in his mind, as ne
rested at Harwich the preceding night which
was stormy while he reflected the distracted
state of the nation. It happened that a good and
confidential servant slept in adjacent bed who
finding that his master could not sleep, at length
said,-
"Pray, sir, will you give me leave to ask you one
question"
Certainly"
Pray, sir, don't you think that God governed the
world very we'll before you came into it 2"
! Undoubtedly"
land pray, sir, don't you think he will govern it
quite as we'll when you are gone out of it 2"
, q Certainly.'
Then sir, don't you think that you may trust
him to govern it properly as long as you live %
To this last question Whitel0cke had nothing tt
reply but turning himself about, soon fell fas
) asleep, till he was called to embark.
A SLIGHT M1sTAKE.-At the South End the other
evening" little girl, who had been out playing, sud
denly ran into the room where her mother was sit
ting, and crying very piteously, exclaimed Oh
, mother what shall do! What shall do! u The
mother fearing that some accident had befalen hel
little darling endeavored to discover the of tn,
childs grief. "Oh mother said the latter d.
! go to the door and see our Savior-hes coming
up the street! !" The mother went to the door, anc
saw gentlemanly looking Turk-who is at presen
sojourning in our city-walking in company with
friend The child was told of its mistake and afte
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