Cooper's Clarksburg register. [volume] (Clarksburg, Va. [W. Va.]) 1851-1861, 1855-03-07

3 that and the clothes into connestion. anc
, | should say there was base attempt a
kidnapping or some other such humbug.
! The young man, however, settled The
question:. Weakly lifting his hand. he
t beckoned Mary to him, and taking hel
pale fingers, held them to his lips, and
kissed them.
J; That does look like it. said the man,
more softly but can't make it out,
ether
We havn't seen him for five years.
cried Mary oh do help him to the bed.
and go for the doctor, we'll pay you we'll,
indeed we will.'
The doctor came The wound he said
was not dangerous. but without medical
aid might become SO. He dressed the
young mans head, and prepared to go.
| Pushing before John, who lifted his lus-
trous eyes and smiling face to the doctor,
he said
You seem very well pleased. sir; l
wish you joy
Mary had told him all.
The sick man only bowed his head,
and then as he languidly laid it back again
the doctor gazed compassionately upon
him.
4 thought my Heavenly Father would
never forsake us, he murmured feebly /;
and SO told Mary. Thank God, when
am gone, she will have sou. Oh,
God he praised !!
You are cold and exhausted, said the
doctor, laying his hand gently on the dy-
ing mans brow; how long have you
felt thus?'
my feet beanie very stiff just before
dark, and since then have seen that l
have been failing fast His voice had
grown husky.
BE careful whispered the doctor, as
Mary uttered an exclamation Of alarm.
and he pointed to the young man whose
pale cheek seemed stamped with the hue
of death > the least excitement, and l
cannot save him. You must perceive
that your husband is nearly gone be
thankful that he feels SO well prepared
and let your grief be as quiet as possible
How can l. sobbed Mary, with a
stihed voice. Dear John, won't you rest
your head on my bosom? Oh, how can
i l, how can give you up o
He turned his dying eyes upon her with
unutterable love he leaned towards her,
and his long, curling hair fell on her boz
som his lips moved-the doctor bent
down-"For this my son was lost and is
found" issued there from ; 'it is some
thing of the Joy we shall all feel when we
meet in Heaven-isn'tit? .
Have you any neighbors q asked the
kind physician, as wailing sobs seemed
rendering the heart Of the poor mourner
NO
'Then will send you somebody He
looks very peaceful and happy-you should
be more thankful for his Slight suffering
assure you he breathed at last like an
+ infant-he will never feel pain any
more
Mary told him she was not afraid to
stay with herdead ; and the doctor sprang
into the carriage that had been waiting al
the door, and hurried away for assis.
tance.
The next morning, frost had gathered
upon the crazy windows of Mary's habi.
tation, but the bright fire sent out heat
and light into every crevice. Her hus.
band, sheeted for his last home, lay with
a happy smile, making death beautiful on
his wan features. The son, still very faint
and weak, had been able to tell his story
of wreck, poverty, want, and, lastly, good
a foreign land, he become a thriving mer>
chant, and his only grief was the silence
Of his parents. For he had written them
letter after letter, and as yet received nc
reply, they having frequently changed
their residence into neghboring towns
and cities. AT last he set forth leaving
the maiden he loved, and to whom he was
betrothed. his prosperous business. and
severing all the new but closely knit ties
of friendship, to seek his PARENTS
From place to place he had followed
them, grieved to behold in the gradual
decline Of comfort, in each successive
dwelling they had occupied, sure evidence
of their decaying prospects. Incautiously
while stopping at an eating house, in the
vicinity of the alley where he had learn.
ed his parents lived, he had displayed
gold and tempted by the sight, william
followed and felled him to the ground,
where he must have soon have perished.-
Fortunately, the bulk of what money he
had was dexterously co lcealed, in belt
around his person, the rest the thief had
, taken. Thus be had the means to bring
to the home OF poverty, luxuries that had
not gladdened it for many day.
Poor Mary could not eat. The thought
that if he could only be sharing with her
these simple delicacies5 if it were but for
once, shut out the faith that should have
seen him feassing on the fruit OF Heaven,
renewed in beautiful and perPe' aal youth
I never TO wipe tear away, never tc
breathe a sigh again.
Even so doth grief for time cloud
I even the glory of revelation.
r Mother said Henry, after the cofir
had been lowered to its last resting place
and the few mourners had come back, q
? will try to be what he was to you, dear
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