The Hillsborough recorder. [volume] (Hillsborough, N.C.) 1820-1879, 1851-10-29

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ful IN ne city; yoa will lodge here; if
yan take the fever. nv wife and wilI
nurse you; you shan't 20 to the strsn-
gers hospital lIis ewes spoke thanks
more eloquent than words. As he had
no business abroad, | advised him 10
.tay at home.
The fever seized him, however, in
less than week. procured an emi-
nent physician; my wife and ! nursed
him. In seventeen saniners that I've
nnrssd among the sick. do not think
that ever saw case so violent but il
terminated in death. his only excepted.
On the fourth day. generally the crisis,
the burning fever was conrsing through
his veins and drinking up his English
blood. His skin burning. dry and rel.
low. heart-sick. home-sick, all bound
sick; aud his spirits sunk down TO his
heels. sat by his bed side; he fasten-
cd hrs restless ewes on mine:
30. Mr.. T.. Mr.. T.. shall die. |
shall die-i never can stand this % and
he threw his brawny arms across the
bed, as if going to grapplc with death.
Die" says !, +" Robert, to be sure, we
must all die. bat you are not going to
die this week." In this | spoke unad-
visedir with my lips. but thought Of
Pope Plus and his bull, u wit, that
the end would sanctify the means. He
was under Me influence Of powerful
medicine at this moment; knew there
would be a lull, as the sailors say. soon;
and meant to take advantage Of the
Circumstance to persuade him to live. if
possible. Fancy kills and fancy cures.
| left him for fifteen minutes. On nv
return ! felt his pulse; said |, (" Robert,
you are fifty per cent. better already. /
hope to see you walk from the bed and
sit by the window Tomorrow" | sat bs
his bed conversing to cheer his spirits.
| continued. death is nigh at hand at all
times, and in ell places; but ms impress
sion is that YOU will not die with this
attack. hope to see yon. thriving
master builder, married to one Of the
bonny Yankee lassies, and to hold your
grand child in my arms"
From this hour the fever left him.
Shortly after this the fever disappeared
trom the city. lie became a master
builder, and died in lS45 aged Sc. But
his name will never die cwhiIe types are
set and printers breathe. Hoes PRINT
ing Press is probably the most useful
discovery that has blessed the world
since the FIRST sheet was struck from
the press. Formerly we paid one hun
dred and fifty cents for bible; now we
buy one as good for twenty-five conts.
1t may be said of his sons, IA rare oc-
currcncc in his country.l that they are
better men than their father, inasmuch
as they have added many improvements
to their fathers plans. Mr.. Hoe dwelt
in New York thIrty-eight years. After
his recovery from the fever in 1905, we
met times without number; his never
failing salutation was, j" Grant, as the
instrument under God, / have to thank
YOU for my recovery from that fever"
| have received many tokens of kind
ness from his worthy family of sons and
daughters. And nothing in my past
life affords such pleasing reflections as
this act Of duty and humanity to a
stranger. When his aching head My
on my breast, as held the cooling
drought to his parched lips, | little
thought that in this head lay the germ
of machine destined to revolutionixe
the world Of literature, and shed light
on the dark places Of the earth whose
habitations are full of horrid cruelty.
About seven years ago | slept from
the cars IN a country town. Among
them who were looking on, stood man
Of genteel appearance; said I, " Sir, |
wish to stop here for a week; ! don't
like to put up in hotel; can you direct
me where may lodge in private fa-
mily :" He said he could. We entered
the next street, and stepped in front of
a respectable two story brick tenement;
on the front stoop sat a comely matron.
She might have seen twenty eight sum-
mers; on her lap sat babe. Said my
friend to the matron, Guide wife, this
lis Mr.. Thorburn, from New York; he
wishes private board for Week; can
you accommodate him." Yes" says
she, /" for year or for lifetime, if it
is his wish. Oft has my father told me,
that when he was sick and stranger,
Mr.. L. took him in, and d'ministered to
his wants."
What was your fathers manner" |
inquired.
Robert Hoe" she replied.
"And is this your child :"
1t is."
held the babe in my arms; it smiled
on my face.
"Now," /" saws |, madam, this day
my prophecy is fulfilled in your eyes;
it's just forty years, at critical period
/ in your father life"
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