Gallipolis journal. [volume] (Gallipolis, Ohio) 1837-1919, 1851-07-24
AToUcHING STORY.

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The following affecting nsrrativ,
PurPorts to have been given by {
father to his son, as warning deri
we'd from his own bitter experience
OF the sin Of grieving and resisting q
mothers love and counsel.
"What agony was visible on my
mothers face when she saw that all
she said and suffered, failed to move
me! She rose TO go home and fol-
lowed at distance. She spoke no
more to me till she reached her own
door.
ats school time now" said she.
AGO my son and once more let me be
seech you TO think upon what ha We
said."
al shan't go TO school," said 7.
She looked astonished at my bold
ness, but replied firmly:
"Certainly you will go, Alfred. l
command you" .-
81 will notI'' said in a tone of
defiance.
"One Of the two things you must
do, Alfred-either go to school this
moment or will lock you in your
room and keep you there till you are
ready to promise implicit obedience
TO my wishes in FUTURE"
81 dare you to do it," said /, "you
can't get me up stairs"
"Alfred, choose now," said my
mother, who laid her hand upon nv
arm. She trembled violently, and
was deadly pale. ,.,.
"If you touch me will kick you,"I
said I, in terrible rage. God knows
/ knew not what | said.
will you go, AlGredr
'Nol' | replied, but quailed beneath
her eve.
Then follow me- said she, as she
graSped my arm firmly. | raised
my foot-oh, nv son, hear NELL
raised my foot and kicked her-my
motherl How my head reels,
as the torment of memory rushes
over me! / kicked my mother-a fee
ble woman-my motherl She stag
gered back a few steps and leaned
against the wall. She did not look
at me. ] saw her heart beat against
her breast. Obi Heavenly father
she cried, 'lorgiye himl-he knows
not what he does The gardner just
then passed the door, and seeing my
mother pale and almost unable TO
support herself, he stopped; she beck
oned him in. Take this boy up
stairs and lock him in his room,' said
the, and turned from me. Looking
back as she was entering her room,
the gave me such look of agony
mingled with the most intense love
lit was the last, unulterable pang
rom a heart that was broken.
In momentI found myself a pris.
,ner in my own room. thought.
or a moment, ] would fling myself
rom the open window, and dash my
,rains ont, but ] felt afraid to do it.
was not psnitent. At times my
leart was subdued, but my stubborn
ride rose in an instant, and babe me
lot yield. The pale face of my
me. flung myself
m the bed aud fell asleep. Just at
wiIight / heard footstep approach
he door. 1t was my sister.
"What may .ell my mother for
out" she asked. a s7.4
"Nothing." replied.
"Oh Alfredl for my sake, for all
ur sakes, say that you are sorry
st me tell mother that you are sorry.
he longs TO forgive your
| wouldnot answer. | heard her .
ootsteps slowly retreating, and again
threw myself on the bed, 10 pass
mother wretched and fearful night. {
Another Iootstep, slower and fee
Ter than my sisters disturbed me.
voice called me by name. II was
1y mothers. ,
aAlfred, my son, shall l GOMEZ !
Ire you sorry for W b a you have i
onei1 she asked. <
| cannot tell what influence, ope- \
eiing at that m m I, made me
peak averss to my feelings. The c
emile voice Of my mother that.thril- I
ID through me, melted the ice from o
" obdurate heart, when said was
OF sorry. heard her Withdraw. !
heard her groan, ] longed to call :
er back but did not. :
Twas awakened from my uneasy +
lumber, by hearing my name called D
,udly and my sister stood at my p
edside. - 5a .es s 7pr2 In
aGet up, Alfred. q don't wait a Ii