Yorkville enquirer. [volume] (Yorkville, S.C.) 1855-2006, 1857-02-12
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"My dear Walter said Charlie, "mam-
ma loves you, and I love you dearly toe"
"Don't be little hypocrite, Charlie
None of you care for me. Go away, say"
continued he, angrily, as the little boy tried
to take his hand, and he pushed him from
him. Walter was excited he did not know
how violently he pushed Charlie, who slip
ped, fell, and rolled into the pond. The gar
dener, who was working near, flew to the
spot, and catching the boys dress, quickly
rescued him but the frightand sudden shock
had been too much for the delicate boy, and
he was carried up to the house insensible.
Walter followed, almost paralyzcd by terror.
Charlie was carried at once to his room, fol-
lowed by his mother, who had seen the whole
from the window. Walter was not allowed
to 90 into his brothers room, and in an ago.
ny of mind, he went to his own and shut him
self in.
The miserable boy passed a wretched night;
he did not dare to 90 to Charles room, and
he sat listening intently, straining his ear to
catch the slightest sound that might tell him
his brother was still alive. There was sill
ence like death over the whole house. Some
times he fancied that Charlie was dead, and
that he was a murderer, and his anguish
was almost more than he could bear. All
his past conduct came up before his mind
his selfshness, his rebellion, his pride, his
jealousy-all now appeared in new light
After hours ofagony and inward struggle,
he threw himself on his knees, and prayed
as he had never prayed before.
In the morning he heard that Charlie was
better, though still weak and ILL., Always
delicate, he had suffered so severely from the
shock that he was still considered in dan
ger. Through the day he was able to sit
up little in bed, and had asked for piece
of paper to write, but still Walter was for
hidden to 20 to his room. In the evening
Mrs Harrison came into the parlor where
Walter was sitting; her eyes we're red, as
if she had been weeping, and she gave Wal
ter folded paper
~ found this under Charles pillow" I"
said she; "you may read it if you please. ="
Walter opened it, and read as follows:
"MY LAST WILL AND TESTAMENT"
~ leave to my dear mamma my gold
clasped Bible, my little desk, and all my
letters. To my papa I leave my picture of
Jesus Christ stilling the Tempest my 'Pil-
grim's Progress, and the Pictures of the
Holy Land, which Uncle Walter gave me.
To little Emily I leave my cauaries, my love-
birds, my flowers, and all my story-books.
l hope my dear mamma will give my clothes
to the poor little boy in the town for whose
schooling I have been accustomed to pay
and that she will continue to pay this for a
little while for my sake. 10 my dear Wal.
ter give every thing else have-my books,
my chess-board and men, my rabbits, my
dog, and my white pony; and when | am
dead, I hope he will believe that I have
loved him dearly CHARLES HARRISON.
Walters heart was pierced and almost
broken go, mother, mother! may I not
60 to him % said lie "will you not trust me
to watch by him to-night?"
eff you will promise not to disturb him,
or excite him; he is now asleep, do not awake
! him"
Walter went softly to his brothers room,
and stationed himself beside the bed For
hours he watched the sleeping boy, and
these we're blessed hours to Walters SOUL
The Spirit of God was at work, convincing
him of sin, Of righteousness, and of judg-
ment and there, at little Charles bedside,
he became child of God-"old things pass
ed away, all things became new" At length,
overcome by fatigue and watching, he fell
asleep with his head leaning on the side of
the bed, and slept soundly for some time
He was awake by the touch Of a gentle hand
on his head, and looking up, he saw Char
lies deep blue eyes and sweet smile.
90, Charlie, my dear Charlie" said Wal.
ter, "can you forgive me for all my hard
ness aud cruelty to you?''
81 have nothing to forgive, dear Walter" ;"
said Charlie; 81 know you did not mean to
push me into the water. I am such weak
little fellow, I fell with touch; but you
could not help that only do believe that I
love you-that we're love you"
And do believe it, Charlie, my kind, for
oivino brother. said Walter: 81 will try al
ways to be gentle to you in future"
Walter kept his word. From that day
his very nature seemed changed; ; and though
he had often severe struggles with his vio-
lent temper, by Gods grace, which now
duelt in his heart he sncceed in suhduino