The Westerly echo, & Pawcatuck advertiser. [volume] (Westerly, R.I.) 1854-1858, 1855-12-13
WHOLE NUMBER 244
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! Suddenly the sick man sprung up 10
his bed, the hectic burned on his hollow
cheek and bis eyes seemed to bis cl'iid
like the flames of 6rc. Yes, have
got somebody with whom to leave you
my poor child and he wound his arms
around the boy They're long, long
way from here and you've never heard
their names. Walter; but though they
have cursed ..he father, they'll be very
tender to IN mothcrless children. They
didn't curse me though. 1t was only
be that said il, and should have gone
back long ago if the thought that she
was lying kuuder the grass, and | had
pl,eed her there, hadn't withered me.
But it shatl no longer o, thank God,
thank God, there is somebody with
whom I can leave you! y
Poor RALPH Hitler! The world has
not dealt very kindly with him since he
went out from his home, with the curse
of the disobedient on his head.
He was young man yet, but ne had
laid his gentle wife in the grave tive
years before Financial embarrassment
had succeeded her dsath,snd sudden
revolution in his mercantile vicinity had
stripped him of all his possessious -
Sickness, the result partly Of anxiety
aud disappointment, partly that OF con-
s,itutional infrmity, succeeded, aud %
Ralph Hitler was dying.
walter, Mary, I can not keep on any
longer. 1t would have been better now
had we not left the tavern and waited
for the stage. But our journey of .
thousand miles has taken my last cent,
and as the old man promised to bring
Us in his cart within short distance
of N, agreed TO his proposition.
1T was strange, but | felt so strong
and eager then to keep on my journey,
and now can hardly stand.
1t is three miles too, to that house
on the hill. Ysu can SEQ it, Walter,
with the bright light in front 1t isa
straight road haste, leave me now, and
If you ever get there the words died
on the mans lips, and be sank senseless
upon the pile Of wi'hered leaves which
the winter wind had heaped under the
tree. 1t was bitter cold night, with
the stars living in cold shining .ritts
about the sky, and the winds holding
high festivals along the shores Of the
distant Hudson.
'Wally, wake up papa, wake him up
sobbrd little Mary Hitler, who stood
watching her PROSTATE parent, With both
hands wrapped in her brothers, He'll
get culd sleeping there
lie isn't asleep said the boy, sadly.
| o, it there was only somebody here +
aud he looked round wistiully on the
woods which lay da'k and barren all
about him. There was no h~lp; he
could see the lights from the distant vii.
lage twiuking like stars through tho
night, aud he must 6ud his way to them
as best he could. Come with me, sis-
ter be said, turning b,avely to the
Guild, wei walk fast aud that'll keep
us warm, you know. Keep your shawl
tight about you Now come, aud tho
boy drew her gently onward.
But, as said, the night was very bit
ter aud the little ones limo. were very
weary aud benunbed with colo, and il
seemed almost as it the angels Living
eyes must have grown dim with tears as
they looked down on those cbildreu--
the road was SO long, and cold, and
drsary.
'Wally, wally, can't go any farther;
I'm 50 tired and cold,' and tue great
tears were frozen on tho little creatures
cheeks | want to lie down aud - to
sleep The tender feet had psttered
along brsvoly for awhile by the s'ds OK
w alter, but her steps had groAn slower
and feebler, till at last they had comes 70
full stop in the road, some mile ana
halt from the house on the hill
mo, no, little Mary don't want to 60
to sleep here on the ground where IL -
hard and cold. Perhaps they'll have
piec bed when w get up " that house,
f.-I-L.l and h.