The Sumter banner. [volume] (Sumterville, S.C.) 1846-1855, 1852-11-30

in the head, and love in the heart
the man is ever ready to do good;
order and peace smiIc around, and
sin and sorrow are almost unknown"
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b c;,n't go TO Sircr"
The child who was go sensitive,
so like that little shrinking plant,
that cnrls at a breath, and shuts its
heart from the Il yht.'
The only beauties she possessed, /,
were an exceedingly transparent
skin, and the most irournful, large
blue eyes.
l had been trained by a very
stern, strict, conscientious mother
but was hardy plant, rcboundinS
after every shock. Misfortune could
not daunt, though discipline tanned
me. ! fancicd, alas; that must 90
through the same routine with this
delicate creature, so, one day, when
she had iispleascd me exceedingly,
by repeating an offence, ! was deter
mined to punish her severely. | was
very serious all day, and upon send.
ins her to her little couch, 1 said.
now my daughter, to pnnis! you
aud show you how very, VERY naugh
ty YOU have been, | shall not kiss
YOU tonight
She stood locking at me, asscnis'.,
mcnt personi!icd-wi,h her great
nournful eyes wide open. | suppcs
ed She had forgotten her misconduct
till then; and | left her, with the biz
tears dropping down her .ce@s and
Der little rcd lips yuivc
Presently l was sent IL
'Oh. mamma, you WILL kiss nc;
| can't 80 to sleep if you DON'T
She sobbcd-cvcry tone Of her voice
trembling, and she held out her it lc
hands.
Now came the struggle between
love and what ] falsely termed duty.
My heart said give her the kiss of
peace; my stern nature urged inc to
persist in my correction. that | might
'A III ian 'S''bNSp btpb y itsihy,,
" sBSs most submissive chld;
and | remembered bow often | had
thanked my mother since, for her
straightforward course.
| knelt By her bedside. SAIo!her
can't kiss you, Ellen | whispered,
though every word chokcl me. Her
hand touched mine; it was very hot,
but | attributed it to her excitement.
She turned her little gricviny face to
the wall. blamed myself as the
fragile form shook with hait:surprcss.
ed sohs. and saying, mother hopes
her little Ellen will learn to mind her
after this. left the room for the night.
1t might have been about twelve,
when vas awakened by my nurs !.
Apprchcnsivc, | ram eagerly to the
child's chamber. | had had a fear
ful dream.
ellen did not know ne; she was
sitting up. c,ilnsoncd from the fore
head to the ~o her eyes so bright
that | al s s"" back aghast at
their glap..s
From tla. .i-. a raging fever
drank up her life: and What think
you was the mccssant plant poured
into my anyuished hca.t oh, kiss
me, mother do kiss mel can't 20
to sleep. | won't be naughty il
you'll only kiss me. Oh! kiss me,
dear mamma, | can't 80 to slccp!!'
Holy little angel she did 90 to
sleep one grey morning, and she nev.
cr woke ayain-ncvcr..- Her hand
was locked III mine, and my veins
grew icy with its gradual chill.
Family the li.ht faded out in her
beautiful cycs-whitcr and winter
grew the trrmulous lips. She never
knew nc; but with her last breath
she whispered, 4 will be good, il
yon Il only kiss me.
Kiss her! God Knows how passion
ate, bnt unavailing, were my kisses
upon her cheek after that fatal night
God knows how wild were my
prayers that she might know, if but
once, that | kissed her. God knows
how | would have yielded up my We
ry life, could | have asked lorgiv
ness of that sweet child.
Wen. grief is all unayaling now
She lies in her little tomb, there is ;
marble urn at her head, and a rose
bush at her feet; there grow swec
flowers; there waves ,"o gentl,
grass; there birds sing their ma,m
and vcspers; there tic bluc SIX,
smiles down today, and there lies bu
ricd the freshness Of my heart.
Parents, YOU should have hear
the rathos in the voice of that st,icE
en- mother, as she said, There ar
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