The Hillsborough recorder. [volume] (Hillsborough, N.C.) 1820-1879, 1851-06-11

the wall. saw heI heart beat against
her breast. .Ohl Heavenly Father
she cried. forgive him-he knows nnl
what he does = The gardener Just then
passed The dnnr. and seeing ms malhrr
pale anl almost unable 10 support herself.
hr shipped: she hecknned him in. take
this hoy up stairs aud Look him in his
ronm.' sail she. and turned from me.
i.noking bark as she was entering hrr
room. she gave me such lnnk, Iii will
fnrereT fnllnw met MAS loak of agony,
mingled will, The inlensesi love-ii was
The last. unn,,erable pang from heart that
was hroken.
In a moment ] fnund myself pri.
soner in my nwn ronm. thought for q
momcni. ! would fling myself from The
open winios. and dash nv brains oui
but | lrli afraid 10 die. | was NOT prni,
tent. Al times my heart was snhdned
but my siuhhorn pride rose in an instant
and babe me mol yield. Tie pale face oI
nv mnlher haunted me. | flung myself
IN The he'd. anil lrll asleep. Jnsl II iwi-
light heard fonistep approarhihe door.
II was ms sister.
=. VIVA, may tell mother from your
she asked.
y. Nothing ! replied.
..Oh. Alfred! for my sake. Cor all nul
sakes. say thai Won are souy-lei me Tell
molher that ynu are sorry. She longs d
forgive yau.'
:. would not answer. heard hel
footsteps slnwly relreaIing, and again
flung myself on the bed TO pass another
wrelclIed and fearful night.
/" Another lnnlsirp. slower and feehleI
Than my sisters. disturbed me. VOICE
called me by name. Il was nv moiher's.
-. Alfred. nv son. shall ! come in!
Are You sorry for what you have done!'
she asked.
81 cannot tell what influence. operai.
ing at that mnmcni. made me speak ad
verse To my feelings. The gentle voice
of ms mnilcr ihai thrilled through me-
melted The ice frnm. .my ohdurate hc.rl
and Hanged To throw myself on her neck
but | did not. But my words gave ih'
lie 10 my heart. when said ] was no
sorry. heard her Withdraw. ] hear'
her graan. longed 10 call her back, bu
did nni.
- was awakened from ms nnca-,
slumber. by hearing my name called loud
ly. and ms sister stood by my bedside.
".G,i up. Alfred. oh. don't wait
minnie! Get up, aud come with me
Mother is dying
- thought | was vel dreaming. but
| gol np mechanically. and followed my sis
Ter. On The bed. pale and cold a. marble
/ lay my molher. She had noi un,lresscd
She had thrown herselIon the he'd tn rest
arising To 90 again TO me. she was seize,
with palpiiaIinn Of The heart, and born,
senselcss 10 ,erroom.
II caunol tell Won nv agony as ] look
cd upon her-my remorse was tenfnl'
more hitter from the ihonghi that sl,
would never know il. believed mysel
10 b. her nmrderer. ! fel on ilie bed hesid
her. could NOT weep. My hear, bnrne,
in ms bosom; my brain was all on fre
/ Mv sister threw her arms around me. an
wrpt il, silence. Suddenly we saw
slight molten nf mothers hand-her eve
unclnscd. She had recovered conscious
ness. hu. no, speech. She looked at mc
and moved her lips. could no, mdeI
stand her wards. Mother, mother"
strieked. !" say only lhai yolrinrgivc ne.
She could mol say il with her lips. but he
hand pressed mine. She smiled upon me
and lilrng .her Thin. white hands. she clasp
!, ed nv own wilhlnlhem. and casl her eye
upward. Sine moved her lips in. ,.spraye
, aud TINS she died. l,emanpd still Knee
IND beside hai dear form, I'LL my gent
sis,er removed me. The joy Of youth LA
left me inrerer. pAF
t" Boys. who spurn mothers coniro
who are ashamed To awn that they al
: wrong, who think il manly 10 resist NJ
aurhori,y.nr yield 10 her influence. b
,rare! Lay not up fnr yourselves bni'
memories for your future years.
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