Montgomery County sentinel. [volume] (Rockville, Md.) 1855-1974, 1858-10-08

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plating yiolets. She turned to me with
smile, and said, IL did not mean to
hurry YOU, sir. but nv father is very nm
we'll, and | ought to be at home. VIII
you please tell me how late it ISL"
For tho first time after those fifteen
prison years, in which knowing toll and
darkness only, had asked no other mea-
suremcnt Of time, I mechanically put
my hand to my breast and drew out my
restored watch. Was | sane? The Sc
cond hand, stopped at the last kiss Of
agony given me by my beloved, whether
| by miracle or the agitation of nv prasp.
| know mot, suddenly povod on Like
a lightning flash rushed on me The men,
DRY of my vow--''Till We meet, this
watch shall never count time again.
Yes, we bad mct-met in that voice
of quiet waiting-met in this wondrous
omen of the watch--met when / knew
not--when she was seen by none but
God and her sister angels. And the
wratbful embers went out in the breast
of John Markham, and, vicwlessly ho-
vering over him, the long cherished dead
smiled blissfully as she saw that in that
moment there had entered into him new
soul
| clasped tho littlo one in my arms.
told her that her father was my only
brother, and then waited humbly to see
her recol from the loathesome convict.
But with childlike joy she Rugged me
closer around the neck, and cried, ooh.
| am so glad am so glad Poor
papa has been talking about you these
four days, and soying--but oh, he must
not die IL cannot die til, John comes
home"
With reverent step, and bowling low,
/ came into the room of my diving bro
thor. His pale face flushed and pulled
again as he saw me, and then hiding il
in the pillow he cried Look not on mo
God is wreaking lis wrath on the devil
who wasted your life y
Not so, my brother" I answered,
solcmnly; II from my soul forgive you.
How much more shall He who pitch
his children? For me, He hath this
day wiped out the past like tablet; and
looking up TO Him as both Of us con-
dcmned in His sight let us Join hearts.
making no difference. NV brother !"
I held him on my breast through tho
waxing and the waning Of that strange
night-my first night Of liberty-my
first night with the now soul And he
sorrowed with the sorrowiug that need
eth no repentance. With kiss which
brought back the days Of our child
hood, at dawn his spirit departed from
me Then, beside tho little girl who
had fallen asleep from woariness, | laid
him who slept the cnlmer sleep-the
sleep Of calmness and peace The day
came for the reading of the will. Rela-
tiyes, friends. neighbors. were al coIiec-
ted in the parlor, whore my dead brother
used to sit, pning remorsefully through
the long evenings with his motherless
child. Yet they all sat apart from the
returned convict, looking at me with nm
evil eye. But / bore it meekly, with
little Rose, in her mourning dress, ncs.
tied against my breast as if were the
last thing she had on earth to cling TO-
The lawyer opened the will and began
d" In the name Of God. Amen. I,
George Markham, banker, Of Hartford.
being of feeble body, but of sound and
disposing mind and memory, do hereby
constitute this my last will and tesla.
nent.
bequoath my soul to the infinite
mercy of God, if it be possible ! be-
queath my name to the oblivion of all
true men who shall know the truth -
That ] bequeath to my brother, John
Markham, not of bounty, but of i'm.
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