The Sumter banner. [volume] (Sumterville, S.C.) 1846-1855, 1853-02-08
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1flShtfully dlStortcu, his lips NVeo
and frothy.
Look at me!' shc continued, pres.
sing his hand; 'look 1T men and she
spoke with a winning affection of
tone and manner, th,t the conscious.
ness could not have withstood; but
his ears were sealed, and his eyes full
and fixed,
A surgeon now casne in; he looked
at him, and, having made some in,
quirics as to the length Of time he
had been in the state he saw, at
once pronounced his fears for the
very worst. Flo immediately bled
him in the arm, and as quickly as
possible cuppcd him freely in the
neck. During the LITTER operation
his patient showed fcg an instant some
signs Of returning feeling, and this,
by the look with which he gazcd upon
his agoniscd wife. 10 attempt to
describe that look would be attemp-
ting that to which no language is
equal. 1 think no pencil could
have ever done it, much less a
pen. 1t was one which told that
the vision Of his past life, conccntra-
ted, flashed suddenly before him;
a life during which she who was his
ministcring angel had been q victim
to cruelty and neglect: there was
an intensity of gaze, 90, as he felt
that he was looking his last. twas
a lingering spark of affection strug-
Cling into light throushthe dark hor-
rors of rcmorsc. Again and again
she brcathcd comfort and rcconcilia-
ton into his ear. I know not
whether her words reached his
heart. l fear that with the excep.
ton of that one momentary CLEAN of
reality, there was prostration Of
power and intellect Which denied him
such blessing. I reed not, will
not so fuller into detail. He died the
same afternoon, somesfew hours af-
ter he Lad bcen BROUGHT home.
/ hired pcrsorsS sserf arps, n ,;Sssss sSsssS
S - Z. II y 81. sees
aud to remain with tie corpse until
could give orders fo.' its intcrmsnt.
The widow and CHILDREN ! resolved
to place wild, a relative Of my own
unt;l the funeral should have taken
place. l did SO. Before taking
leave, | begged the heart broken
woman to tell me her family
name, that I might write to her
friends in America on her behalf.
'Fricnds,' said she, 4 have none.
My mother was my only friend, and
she is gonc!'
But you have q father? said I
i know not she continued; i have
not known for years. Most likely
he IS gono toon
at any rate I will write
Not to America, she replied;
for when my poor mother died he
left It, | know never to return
:!And his name?' said !, leading
her TO tho point upon which | wished
inicrl hutton. His name was
'Jaskson said the mourncr.
Why did l start at this single
word? Why did my words hurry
rapidly on another as | questioned
he" as to tho Christian name? and
why, when I learnt t was Adam
Adam Jackson-did my frame trem-
bic, my countcnancc change its hue,
my heart beat audibly? 'Oh, God'
said I, lnwardly, 'if j. should be SOL
1 sent for q coacl /; and, handing
in my still weeping comparing, and
the little fellow whom | had first
seen, desired the man to drive to
Mortimer srcet 1t was the resi-.
dcncc Of my dying friend. Show
ing the mother and her child into a
room bclow, ! hurried up stairs to
his bed .chcmbcr. l had already
been absent several hours longer
than | had Intended. When l drew
ASIDE the curtain, inc olu man turn
cd his eyes towards me; they were
deep, sunkcn and CLASSY; his features
angular and cmaciatcd as they had
been, were now pcrfccly CHASTITY. I
was painfully struck with the ad.
vanccs which death had made to-
wards his victim.
My friend looked stacdfastly at
me for some minutes without any to.
ken or sign of recognition. | spoke,
and my voice aiding perhaps his fast
falling memory, called mo to his re,
collection. lie graspcd my hand
with convplsivc force, so great that
his bony fingers actually gave nc
pain.
Il thout,' said he striving, hut incf.
ectually to raise himself in bed, that
you had neglected. left ne, left me
in my last trial. Sit down and come
close to me. have had sleep--a