The spirit of democracy. [volume] (Woodsfield, Ohio) 1844-1994, 1855-01-31

&beWuR was ithPSsstSfaossS 20 - ~. y" sse'~ ~F>
lp high enough to reaoh the top OF The
chimney. or if they GOULD, it would<hsrdiy
have been sale. They stood in silence
and dis,nay, unab!e4to give any help or
think OF any means of safety. zD5
And Toms father. He walked round |
and round thelit,ls circle, the dizzy height
seeming every moment 10 grow more fear
ful, and the solid earth further and further
from him. He shut his eyes; he felt as II
the next moment he should be dashed to
pieces on the ground below.
The day had passed as industrioussy
and swiftly as usual with Toms mother
at home. She was always busily employ
ed for her husband and children in some
way or an other; and to-day she had
been harder at work than usual, getting
ready for the holiday tomorrow. She
had Just finished all her preparations. and
her thoughts were silently thanking Ged
Tor her.happy home, and for all the bies-
sings al lie, when Fon ran in; his face
was as white as ashes; he could hardly
get his words out. .'Mother! mother, he
cannot get down. s..sg.
WHO, lad7 Thy father?'' ssked the
mother.
i.They've forgotten to leave him, the
I,ope," answered Tom, still scarcely able
10 speak. His mother started up, horror
struck, and stood for, moment as if par
alyzed: then pressing her hands to her
face as IL to shut out the terrible picture,
and breathing prayer to God for help,
she rushed out OF ihe house. go
| When she reached the place where her
husband WAS al work. crowd had col
iected round the foot Of the, chimney, and
stood there quite helpless, gazing up with
faces full OF sorrow. "fIe says he'll
throw himself down." exclaiue they, as
Mrs. Howard came up. "He is going to
l,nrow hmself down."
| s"'Fhee munna DO that, lad" cried the
| wife, with a clear, hopeful voice; .'thee
i munna do that, Wait a bit. Take of
| Inv stocking. lad. and unravel it. and LEI
taown the thread with q bit of mortar
/ Dost hear me, Jem?' ~ g
The man made sign OF accent, for i
seemed as if.he could not speak; and
taking off his stocking, unravelled th'
worsted thread, row after row.. The peo-
pie stood round in breathless silence and
suspense. wondering what Toms n,othe
lcould be thiaking of, and why she sen
him in such haste for the carpenters bal
lof fwine. q
4 LET down one end Of the thread viii
Bit Of stone, and keep fast hold OF ih
totfer," cried she 10 her husband. Th'
| little thread came wavering downat the tai
chimney. blown hither and thither by th
wind, but at length il reached the out
stretched hands that were waiting Tor Il
Tom held the ball Of string, while hi
mother tied one end Of it To the worste
thread. ..Now pull it up, slowly" erie
she to her husband. and she gradual
Jun wound the string as the worsted dre'
/ il gently up. IL stopped the string ha
reached her husband. "Now hold tn
Estring fast, and pull ups" cried she, an
Z 1.-THE string grew heavy and hard to pul
I lfor Tom and his mother had fastened III
thick rope to it, They watched it grad,
ally and slowly unooiling from the groun
! as the string was drawn higher.
9siI,here was hut one coil left. 1t hs
reached the tops a. THANK God! than
tGod!' exclaimed the wife. She hie b,
ltace in her hands in silent prayer, an
} .remhlingly rejoiced. The rope was u
:, The irons to which II should be fastent
were there all right; but would her hu
= band be able tomake use of them--weu
mot the terror of The past hour have
y unnerved him asto prevent him from Ia
:, ing the necessary measures for his safet
1. tShe did not know the magic pintiuen
q = which her few words had exercised ov
y himsi sSha did not know thesstrength III
the sound Of 9her voice, so calu and stea
= fast, had filled him with--as II the lit
90 thread that carried him the hope Of
= ence more had conveyed to him son
y portion of that faith i'm God which mol
2 ing ever destroyed or shook in her tr
80 heart She did not know that as he wa
-. ed there the words oame over him, |" w
art thou east down, @, my soul? and W
~ art thou disquieted within me2 Ho
! % thou in Godl" She lifted up her heart
le God for hope and strength. She could
oI Enothing moro for her husband. and
H heart turned to God, and rested on h
"a as on a rock. hss.t so sss ssf +.
az There was a great shout "He's sa
- mother, he's safe,' cried little Io
e; .sfhou'st saved mo. Mary" said her h
~ band. folding her in his arms. but W
s. ails theea Thou seem'st more sorry tf
nis glad aboutit.' = ii ButMary. couldnot spe
ns andif the strong arm OF. her husband
on no. held her up, she would have faller
" the ground 1.-The sudden Joy. after 81
sec great fear. had overcome, her. Tor
ies ,s said his father. 'lettby mother lean on
ul shoulder, and we viii take her hon,
q. And. in their happy. home they pou
ea' forth their thanks 10 God for his G,
. .ae goodness; and their happy life logel
ms tel, dearer and holier for the peril 1T
os, been in and for the nearness that the d
W mo ger had brought them, unto God. .
.n the holiday next sday--was it not ind
'lo q thanksgiving day.-7-English s. s. u
;a = azine. 81 &
wn; r An evening party is easily got
the Eleven delane dresses, two bushels of
her story adJectives, seven msstaches, scol
all ed oysters. "a half hour polka and nonse
ght, without limit. Gentlemen not acquaii
be- with the goods should get, a volume
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