Washington telegraph., 1855-06-06


that was broken
In moment | found myself prisoneI
IN my ROOM [ thought for moment
could dash my brains out, but felt afraid
to die L was not penitent. At times m,
heart was subdued. but my stubborn pridt
rose in an instant. and babe me not Weld
The pale face of my mother haunted me
flung myself on the bed and fell asleep
| awoke at midnight stiffened By the dam,
air, and terrified with frightful dreams.
would have sought my mother at the mo
ment. for trembled with fear: but nv doo,
was fast. With the daylight my fear.
were dissipated. and became bold in re-
sls'lng al! impulses. The servant. brought
my meals. but l did Dct taste them.
thought the day woul4 never end. Just al
twilight l heard light footstep approaching
tie door: it was my sister, who called ,ne
by name.
What may tell mother for you ?'' she
asked
Nothing" I replied.
{ % Alfred, for ny sake. for all our sakes
say that you are sorry. She longs to for
give you
Il won't be driven to school against nv
will." said I.
But you will go if she wishes it, dear
Alfred" said my sister pleadingly.
No. | won't,' said |, ''and you needn't
say anything more about it,
oh, brother, you viii kill her, and then
you will never have a happy moment"
| made no reply to this. Ny feelings
were touched. but still resisted their i'll
fiuence- My sister called me, but would
not answer | heard her footsteps retreat
ing. and again flung myself on the bed,
to pass a wrctchcd and fearful night. Oh,
God how wretched how fearful did not.
know
Another foOtstep. slower and feebler than
my sisters, disturbed me. y voice called
NE by name Il was my mothers
Alfred, my son. shall come in Are
you sorry for what you have done ?'' she
asked
I cannot think what influence, operating
at that moment made me speak adverse TO
my feelings. The gentle voice Of NY moth
er, that thrilled through me. melted the ice
OF my obdurate heart and | longed to throw
myself on her neck, bu, did not But the
word gave the lie to my heart. when said
was rot sorry. heard her withdraw I
heard her sigh; heard her crOan ! long
ed 10 call her back, but did no.:
| was awakened from an uneasy siumber
at The hour of deep. midnight. by hearing my
name called loudly. and my sister stood by
my bedside
Get up. Alfred Oh, don't wait mo-
ment. Get up and come with me- Mother
is DYING
thought I was dreaming, but I got Up
mechanically. and followed my sister. On
the bed, pale and cod as marble. lay my
mother. She had no rest arising to 60
again TO see me. she was seized with a
palpitation OF the heart. and was borne
senseless to her room-
I cannot tell my agony as I looked upon
her. Ny remOEse was tenfold more bitter
1T the thought t'.at she would never know it.
I believed mysel: TO be murderer fell
on the bedside beside her l could not
weep. My heart burned in my bosom
my brain was all Oh fire. Ny sister threw
her arms around me- and wept in silence
/ Suddenly we saw a slight motion Of moth
/ er's haDd-her eyes unclOsed. She had
/ E0CONcECI COiIS--ONSISSS, GuL HOS SDSSCA-
/ She looked at NE and moved her lips.
could not understand her words
/ Mother, mother l shrieked. SAY only
/ that you forgive me.'' She could not say
it with her lips. but her hands pressed
mine. She smiled upon me, and lifted hel
thin. white hands, clasped my own within
them, and cast my eyes upwards She
moved her lips in prayer, and thus died
I remained still kneeling beside that dear
form till my gentle sister removed me
She comGorted me, fer she knew the heavy
load of sorrow a; my hear;-heavier thar
grief a, the loss of Z mother for j; WAS load
of SORROW for sin The joy Of youth had left
me forever
The suffering such memories wake mus
continue as long as life. Gcd is merciful
but renoTse for past Inisdeeds- Is = canker
worm in the heart tha; preys upon it forev
er. Boys. who spurn a mothers control
who are ashamed to own they are wrong
who think it manly to resist her autbOrit,
and her influence. beware, Lay net ~
for yourselves bitter memories for future
years