Edgefield advertiser. [volume] (Edgefield, S.C.) 1836-current, 1855-07-25

SHOWS of Russia there was no. danger, be-
cause that man had passed them all and still
lived! Like that single fragment Of the
regiment do stand here living man."
The youth gazed up in the face of the
aged speaker, and new emotions were work
ing upon his features.
Come, Malcolm, would show you one
more spot before we CO. !.
The old man leaned upon his staff and
moved slowly on among the graves, and
unvoluntarily did the youth follow. Al
length they stopped by spot where two
graves lay side by side. The slabs were o
marble, and they glistened brightly in the
moonlight.
It" Malcom,". spoke the sexton in deep
whisper, al remember well when made
these two graves. There was not sorrow to
fill the beds which here made, they who
sleep here died amid the sweet breathings
of peace and honor. They were good, vr.
ruous people, and when they were gone our
,townsmen mourned, for our village had lost
its most noble spirits. O, I.love to come
and stand over those graves, for | know
that God smiles upon them There is no
tant nor dishonor here. Malcom, do you
know who rests in those two graves"
The youth did not answer, nor did he
raise his head, but with one deep, wild cry,
he sank down and there he lay across the
graves weeping and sobbing like child.
His father and mother slept there
For while the old man gazed teafhlly
upon the scene and then he took the youth
by the arm and aroused him up.
"Come, Malcom," he whispered, eve
will go away now; | can show you 20
more" -
The youth followed his guide out from
the church yard, and. after the gate was
closed they passed on to the street. Here
Adam Stanford stopped.
CHOW, Malcom," he said, "you can re-
turn to your companions at the tavern, but
let me pray you never use my name again
as you did this evening" When you again
think of poor old Adam Stanford, think only
of what he has told you in the churchyard,
think of what he has seen, and of what you
may welcome speak"
The old man turned partly away, when
Malcom sprang forward and caught him by
the arm.
"Uncle ADAM" he uttered in choked and
broken accents, go, forgive me for what
have now said and what | have done. IL
cannot tell you all now. | cannot speak,
but shall 90 to the tavern no more 0,
God bless you! God bless you"
\
The clock struck nine, and Alice Warren
folded the hands Of her little boy together,
bade him say his prayers. Her youngest
girl was asleep in the cradle. The first
words Of prayer was utterred,-" Our Faith
er who art in heaven, when there came
the sound of footsteps upon the plank walk
in the little front garden.
It's papa," said the boy, letting his hands
drop upon his mothers knees, and bending
his ear to listen. But the mother dared not
speak. =,
At last the door oped, and her husband en-.
tered. Alice cast her eyes trembling up,
and saw the big tears that were rolling
down the cheeks of her beloved. Instinc-
lively she sprang forward and clasped her
arms about her husbands neck.
Malcom, Malcom, what has happened
Tell me-O, tell me z"
Malcolm Warren sank into chair, and as
he drew his wife down into his lap.
"Alice o, Alice~ he uttered sobbng and
weeping as he spoke, "can you forgive me
for all that has passed :"
The gentle wife was bewldered at first,
nay almost frightened, for the speech Of her
husband was so wild and incoherent she
feared his brain was turned. But ere long
he spoke of the resolution he had made.
He did not tell of any trial he was going to
make but told her of the iron will that had
entered his soul. The night of his tempta.
ton had passed, and the day of salvation
had dawned.
A few moments more, and the husband
and wife were upon their knees. Their
emotions were too deep for utterance-too
wild and thrilling for speech. A moment
they struggled there, and then wept in ST.
lence.
The little boy crept to the spot, and threw
his tinny hands about the neck of his parents,
for even his young soul had caught the spark
of new life that had been breathed into exis.
tence within this happy home.
On the next morning Malcom Warren
arose a better and happier man. lie was
calm now and he told Alice all that had
transpred the night before, aud when it was
all told they prayed as redeemed souls alone
can pray.
Days, weeks, and months passed away,
and Malcom Warren became once more
the handsome youth that had been loved
and cherished by honest friends in homes
gone by. The flowers Of affection bloomed
again about his hearth stone, aud the angel
of peace and joy made home beneath his
roof
People wondered when they noticed that
Adam Stanford went no more to the tavern ;
but the story of that lights lesson in the
village churchyard became generally known,
and other men took it to their hearts and
profted by it. 1t was good seed sown in
fertile spot, and the fruit was abundant
The good old sexton never gave his example
again on the side of mortal rum, but to the
last day of his life glori6ed in the reform he
had helped to work and the last hours OF
his life were cheered by knowing that some
of the happiest families in the village blessed
him for the joys that dawned upon them.
A city editor says that man in New
York got himself into trouble in marrying
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