Holmes County Republican. [volume] (Millersburg, Holmes County, Ohio) 1856-1865, 1856-11-13
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The cold winds whlsled ana wiilrieu
along the narrow streets in perfect tenn
pest of rudeness, defying the protection of
eloaks and comforters, and causing large
and small 10 shiver at his keen and search
ing roughness. Little Bette Moore was
standing by the window, wrapped to the
chin in large shawl, looking out into the
street at the passers by. In the room be-
hind her burned large fire, and her little
brother was rolling on the rug before it,
very happy, in the enjoyment of comforta-
bic Incidence. 'Oh, George" said Bette,
ado come here; only see this old man, but
toned up to the chin, and wrapped to the
eyes, laundering along against the wind.
Now here comes young lady trying to
walk gracefully, but she cannot for pain.
See, now she stoops forward, as ifto let
the blast drive over her head. Ha! Ha"
''What next, Bette! 7" said George. 81
am too lazy to come and look; if you'll
tell me it will do justas we'll" And with
this he yawned, and stretched his feet to-
wards the glowing fire.
"Oh, George, will you believe it? man
is coming with little coffin in his arms! !!
There, he has placed it on the stone stepat
the gate, and is looking so sad; I'll run
down to the door and ask him if l can do
anything for him. and forgetting the cold'
little Bette ran down the stairs, ana swing
ing open the front door, rushed oh' 10 'he
gate.
,nent, and then, dropping his head on the
lid of the coffin, burst into an, agony of
tears. What scene! The little, finely
clad child, and the rough, addressed man,
weeping together over that small unvarnish-
ed coffin. ses8
@God bless You, little miss; sure it must
be that you are an angel that God has sent
to feel for the poor and broken-hearted.
May the spirit of her that's in this coffin
attend you, and shield you from evil"
ais it your little girl!" asked Bette.
"Yes." Cg5 1aaaa
"Well, you can meet her again when you
die, if you'll be good. Mamma says wen
meet our little buried sister in heaven if we
love God, and tell the truth, and do to 9th
ers as we would have them do to us. Oh,
I'm so sorry for you," she continued, almost
choked with sobs, "but you'll, try to meet
your little girl in heaven, won't yous"
81 will, with Gods help" said the man,
looking at the child through his moistened
lashes in astonishment. "Will YOU pray
for me, little lady?" ,
,"Yes, sir; I'll pray for you every night
before l 90 to bed? and if you'll come to
church on Sunday, you'll hear our
good minister pray for you |? he always prays
for the sorowing ones of earth.'"
"God bless you, little darling? I'll go
to - church, for your sake? good bye!
Run into the house? it's cold for the like
of you?" and the man gathered up his
child's coffin and resumed his journey.
Alas! alas! for friendless poverty, that
must unheeded and alone, bear its own
loved to the yawning and repulsive grave!
Yet, thank God that there are mothers who
teach their children how to go to heaven?
that there are ministers who never forget
to pray for the bereaved and afflicted. Yes,
thank God that there are children who re-
member, and can repeat, the lessons taught
them. The poor, sorrow-stricken man did
90 to - church, the minister did pray
for him, and he finally joined the church,
and died at last in hope of reunion with
his lost babe. .39.5t