Carroll free press. [volume] (Carrollton [Ohio]) 1834-1861, 1855-11-15

humble bed side, tie Doctor, ever at bis post.
and Ike minisiehng angel. ever ready 10
soolhe their suIcnngs. and smooth. il may
be their passage to the grave and ,ouching too
touching, are bis descriptions Of what he saw
there.
The following extract is the Introductory
part Of scene ofthe most touching character.
Winter night! hast thou 20 tongue 10 ten how
spiritless poverty covers beneath Thy frozen
breath, end yainly wraps It's icy blood in tat.
I rcd rags? Canst thou not enter lhe summer
ed air Of earths favored children, and teach a
lesson to them?
Through the craunching snow trudged a wea-
ry boy, with almr basket upon his shivering
arm. From his figure, he seemed no. over
ten years old; but lis face was 50 wan and sad =,
thalit was difficult 10 tell how many year
blighis the begger child had seen. summer
clothes we've still upon him, tatiered WOODEN
comforter was the Only winter Article he wore
Light yet enough remained with the SHOWS
reflection TO discern every oullins Of chimney
and housetop, agans. the milky sky. A gay
clrriage rolled noiselessly on with beautiful
girl well wrapped in fur and cape, whilst the
snow was dashed from the rapid wheels like a
white dust. She saw the weary thin clad boy,
as he stopped, with his head bent aside to the
flake burdened blast, to gaze on the smoking
horses as they plunged through the fast-deep-
enng crust The window was let down. She
threw a coin to the boy sank from her
warm hand deep into the snowl IL might have
bought bread and a cheering hggot; but the
smilten child never got il: tie snow closed
over it, whilst the blast grew keener. Trudge,
trddge on, weary boy, life is a Cod-lesson!
Fire and lampight CLEANED through window
pane and wiie.open door, rs the gay girl
leaped from the carriage step-health glowed as
warmly from her bright cheek. The snow
melted as It fell on her up turned face, on the
begger-boy it would have lain as upon a corpse
life blood had ceased 10 warm it, Alas, fer
the beggar.poor!
From owly cot to palace house, the snow
lay unbroken-not a sound broke on the night,
the very watch-dogs were hid in some place
secure from cold. The wind alone was abroad
howling its wintry dirge through leaf,strpped
tree and hedge. Sill the snow fell aud dril!ed
in ridge like heaps Landmark and road.cul
were all gone. None could tell where The poor
mans lot or rich mans grounds began or end
| ed, like in the grave, their claims were one.
The beggar.boy toiled on through drift and
drake ere he returned, more weary as the night
gathered on. Thus IS it evei with the humble
poor, their load lightons not though life les.
sens! No light, nor warming hearth-Dhings
! that make house a home--wele there to wei
come the wandering boy. lie placed his baak'
ct upon a bench. A wick still struggled lo
| light The wretched apartment, as it lckerad II
,he deep socket. An old womaa lay asleep in
the corner, covered with rug and rags. Tht
boy approached and touched her face will
bis cold fngels-they were colder than th
blood of starved ageI Their chill arousedher
another light was placed in the socket, and
few dried leaves with shaviugs were pat be
Leath some rotten and water soaked bark, Il
warm the frozen fragments that unwilling
charity bad given, and thus wrinkled age AM
wasted youlh.li e broke fast
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