The Delaware herald., 1854-06-14

scrupulous demagogues, they have continued
this fearful work against all the efforts of the
tongue and pen. Their victims have suffered,
and wept, and died, in vain. Human and divine
laws have alike been trampled upon; and to-
day, while preaching moral suaslon, they are
banding to sustain the system OF cruelty ana /
wrong at every hazard.
Moral SuaSiOn? Let the stricken mother go
pray upon the slippery deck OF the pirate when
blood leaps smoking from the scuppers, and
beg the life of her boy! Send childhood with |
a tear on its cheek, into the den of the tamish-
ed tigress, and with silvery voice bcseech the
life of parent, writhing in her remorseless
tangs!
For the universe of God; it's wealth and its
honors, we would not, in the light of this day, |
have the guilt of rumselling rest heavy on our
soul. --.
One more visit to the miserable tenement of
Watt. Allthat the law spared has been carried
off by Watt, and pawncd at the tavern. The
Bible of the dead wife, her only legacy to her
children, has been stolen from the place where
young Bertha Watt hid it, as priceless trea
sure, and sacred with the heart-drops which
had fallen upon the worn pages, and sold for
rum.
Little Bernard Watt lay sick unto DEATH
With many bitter curse, the father had turned
from the door, as Bertha pleaded that her sick
brother might have the doctor called, and left
| tor the tavern.
And all within was hushcd and still-every
football as lrht as the falling leaf, for fear of
disturbing d the sick ore. With hot tears uponhe
cheek, Bertha leaned upon the scanty couch, the
tiny and fcverish hand clasped convulslvely with
in her own, as if to hold the boybrother to earth.
Though pale and fading, the features were
cassically beautiful: but a clanmy sweat had
1. -. Il IL, Z I,..f
kisses of a dying mother. The chubby cheek
had grown thin and touchingly pale; the eye
had lost its laughter, and looked langudly upon
the group around him. The white teeth ap
poared through the halCclosed lips, and the rich
golden hair lay back upon the coarse blanket
pillow On the fourth day, as the sun was 60
ing down in the west, the child was passing
away.
Through the broken windows broad beam of
9 SUNSHINE, like a ray from bliss, entered and
trembled for moment upon the hair, and then
burst like flood upon the pale features of the
child. He turned his face to the sun, and a
smile, sweeter than the sunlight, came over the
wasted and bloodless lips Upon that golden
pathway the little one was smiling back upon
kindred angels in Heaven!
. Bertha, do they always have sunshine in
: Heaven l-and will my little flower grow there
Il
: told me about last night be good and love meE'
q" Mother is there-she will love you" re-
+ piled the choking Bertha.
GLOW want to die You say won't hun
: ger there, Bertha, and I'll have clothes st
:, bright and always feel happy. | wont or!
; there, Bertha, will l?'
:, Bertha could not answer from her swelling
= heart, but the tears wound their way down he
~ Il, cheeks, and fell like rain-drops upon the glis
:. teniug locks of Bernard.
Bertha !'-and the boy looked wildly Ou
y into the room, and shut his sharp thin finger
~ tightly upon her arm, and in a whisper contlr
- ued-. Father won't be there to whip us 'caus
~ y, we can't help crying, will he? Oh, hope Nj
~ Hermon won't go there to sell any rum. In
:: ie good God don't sell rum does he! Why can
~ you die, too, Bertha, anl go when the ange
"a come after meg Sobs only answered the tail
- prattle of the innocent.
~ u Bertha. give me some more of that toast
= When get to Heaven I'll tell ma how goo
- Minnie Hermon was to u.s." Bertha locke
and the toast was gone, and with 1t the Loaf
=, bread and the VINE which Minnie Hermon hi
- brought that morning, as she learned OF the
u sickness and destitution. The father had rob
is' ed the dying, and sold the loaf for two dram
+. There was not a morsel of food for the be
H. and Bcrtha's heart almost broke as she thoug
,m ~, how cruel that Bernard should die hungry
~ "Bertha-I'm going to sleep-kiss me.
;..o ~. Good night Bright ma, Bernard coming
~ The setting sunbeams fingered upon the pa
a', face of the sinless sleeper, the whispers e
y with crushing weight into the hearts of t
,Ta little band The pauper children loved ca
:, other.
ln., i' The night of death had gathered around
a',t little brother. The pilgrim of four sumIn
49, had turned aside from cloudy pathway, a
80 passed directly TO Heaven. He who loved su
tho led the gentle spirit through the shadows of
NOS dark valley.
nes Even in that curtainless, carpetless roc
49, there were gentle footsteps in the dephts of
~ night, where lay the unshrouded dead. g
o. vusive sobbing, and many flood of tears, q
J close and warm were the kisses which cluste
';oG upon the chill and unanswering lips OF all
r. remained of Bernard Watt.
5cb Early one morning Hermon met Minnie u
4! the hall steps, with her work basket IN hand
tba hood on. He had, by dissipation become
,ean terly irisensible to shame and at times ll-t
tv 4 pereti towards ALL AS he became degraded
fcb his own habits and avocatioil, and blacke
has with quilt, he was bitter and revengefuL
,l~ar, censmnp wreck Of his nobler nature kind
rod into intenser flame all that was mean and b,
home He had Just received one of the singing 81
geIs, of Doctor Howard, in relation to his treatm
we'll of the Watt family, and was much exaspera
= of @Who now have you taken TO support =
eeks angrily demanded Of Minnie.
have "No one, father
mia. a But where are you going 7"
r ffhel aTo Watts"
the I'D the Wst's We nsaiu ello
the about the paupeis, he rstoiseu,
ed TO basket from her manu. Tue Soi'on's iAitne
re- the steps ~.e
,r;ng fa-"What now I---clothing, too, ehl A
faced pass, II I've got 70 sio'ne anu ieeu "ii '"e
ealer pers in the country"
gas esI' aClothing for the dead, father; this.
He shroud for little Bernard Watt He's dead
a. "Pity they want all dead p muttered
bo,s thoroughly brutal dealer, as he turned ava
rnfed Unseen by Minnie, Bertha Watt hid ent
home the g Home" from the other street. and.
Syery ~ Hermon as he left his daughter in the hnl