Spirit of the age. [volume] (Raleigh, N.C.) 1849-1865, 1856-11-19
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years. AhllittIe did they think when thew. i. i
last parted at the bridal altar. that when
next they met it should be IN the chamber
y oea,1 ! An! how mysterious, how in
scrntaDle are the ways Of Providence.
ouDduing at length, her emotions By !
powerful effort, she kneels down and gently
removing her disheseled hair she imprints
. fond kiss upon the pale brow Of the
seemingly unconscious sufferer. The mag
le touch Of her warm lips seems to send an
electric thrill throughout every vein of the
Invalid, and slowly opening her eyes she
gazes vaeantly around, ii ie to regain the
Eision ef sxsae hrii deem tElat Ii y...s.
ished with her waking.
Z. DO you not remember me, dear Lucy !?
Have you forgotten your old friend, Lizzie
Lee ?"
"No J! no! do not deceive me That is
Llzzle's voice, but ah she too has forsa-
ken me. Sure I must be dreaming
eyes, indeed it is your old friend, come
back to stay BY your bedside and nurse
you. 80 cheer up and you may soon be
well, and then we will take you to my pretty
home away in the sunny south"
MAY God bless you my good and kind
friend! Come let me lay my aching head
upon your breast and shall be happy once
more. All is it not delightful to die thus
with ones head pillowed upon warm and
loving heart Do you not see those blue
hills away over yonder, Lizzie, upon whose
SUBMITS we have SO often played? Well,
before yon bright sun shall have sunk be-
hind them my own sun of life shall have
gone down and the night of death will have
set in forever. Nay do not interrupt me
But little while is left me-let me speak
while l am able. My child, come to your
mother Here is bright jewel, Lizzie
talent given me by God for whose i'm
provement l shall soon answer. It is the
only link that binds me to earth But it
is hard to leave her to the cold charity of
an unfeeling world Lizzie will you grant
me my dying request? Will you be a
mother to her when am gone? God
bless you--I felt that you would. One
more word and l. am ready to 60 Teach
her to follow the path which you have trod
teach her that virtue will always tri-
umph in the end-and be sure to teach
her that it was her mothers dying wish
that she should shun the wine cup as she
would poisonous adder. My sweet child
let me kiss you for the last time In a
little while and you will see me no more
on earth. But if you are good you will
never lack friends. Lizzie, Lizzie FAREWELL
You shall have your reward by and by !
But grow weaker and weaker. My eyes
V0ur asaa nssssezgiye me
here On my breast!s Now, Father, I an
ready Frank, come Blessed Jesus
Reader, my tale is done. 1t has beer
my object to contrast the ultimate conse
quences of steadiness of purpose and vacil
lating principles, by delineating the open
ing and closing episodes in the history Q
two individuals who have their prototype
in every department of life. If l have SUI
ceeded in arousing one of my erring bretE
rem to the necessity of forming correct prir
ciples in the morn of life and of closing b
ears to the syren song of temptation; {
one of my wayward sisters to the impo
tance of selecting her future husband rath'
for his moral excellency than for the col
yentional advantages of wealth or honor
then 1 am more than repaid Adieu!
i a@- We commend the following remarl
Of the North British Reviea0, a pap
which has never favored the temperan
reform. It says:
"It would not be too much to say, th
, if all the drinking of fermented llqu
r could be done away, crime OF every XII
q would fall to fourth of its present amour
e and the whole tone of moral feeling IN t
9 lower orders might be indefinitely raise
:, Not only does this vice produce all kin
o of wanton mischief, but it also has mes
o tive effect of great Importance. 1t IS
Il mightiest of all the forces that clog
Il progress of good. 1t is in vain that eve
d engine is set to work that philanthrophy {
devise, when those whom we seek to be
E, fit are habitually tampering with their I
1T ulties of reason and will-soaking th
m brains with beer or infaming them with
u dent spirits. The struggle of the schc
~ the library, and the church, all uni
against the beer-house and gin-palace
L. but one devclopement of the war betw
10 heaven and hell. It is, in short, intox
of ton that fills our gaols. 1t is intoxicat
o. that fills our Lunatic Asylums, and
q intoxication that fills our work-houseS v
re- poor. Were it not for this one cause, /
ed perism would be nearly extinguished
IN England We are convinced that i
les stateman who heartily wished to do
Tor utmost possible good to his country,
he thoughtfully to enquire which of the to
nd of the day deserved the most intense f
ck of his attention-the sure reply WI
ea- would be exacted by full deliberation w
ine1 be, that he should study the means by W
no. this worst Of plaques can be stayed. S
of ly, such question as this, enclosing wi
are its)imits consequences SO momentous, o.
srs, to be weighed with earnest thought b.
rth patriots"
oor-
ore LIFE ON THE OCEAN WAvE.-On
vor- last trip of the mail steamer Roanoke
now New York to Norfolk, the lady of M
eek Wilkes, Charlotte, N. c., was safely
With cred of fine female child, which was
joy med "Itabel Roanoke"
hen