Yorkville enquirer. [volume] (Yorkville, S.C.) 1855-2006, 1858-12-16

IF You touch me will kick you, said g.
in terrible rage. God knows l knew no
what said. 's'.'ro ''' O.. ,i ,''"'''. - sr''''
win you go, Alfred p =. ,... -, ,. 49,.
50 sNo 2 ! replied, but quailed before be
eyes. :, 20 ,'.. -. ',,,. ... -. :, =
Then follow me- said she as she graspet
my arm firmly. raised my foot-0,> m.
son, hear mel raised my foot and kicket
'her-rny sainted mother! How my heat
reels, as the, torrent of memory rushes oVo
me - Ikicked,my motherA-a feeble woman
|. my mother! ;, She staggered back "a fev
steps and leaned against the wall. She die
mot look at me. Il saw her heart beat agains
her breast. %, Heavenly Father she cried
forgive him; be knows not what he does.
The gardener just then passed the door, ant
seeing my mother pale, and almost unabl,
to support herself, he stopped she beckonse
him in. Take this boy up stairs and loci
him in his own, room, said she, and turned
from me-, Looking back, as, she gave nj
such look-it will forever follow me. Il
was look of agony, mingled with the inten
sest love-it was the last unuterable pane
from a heart that was broken. ,.p,r ,.-aa,-i
l. Ina moment found myself a'prisoner IN
nv nv, own owl, room, I thought for . moment J
could fling myself from the window, and
dash my brains cut, but + felt afraid to 'die
I was not penitent. At tis;es my heart was
.subdued, but my stubborn pride rose instan
stantly and babe me not toyield. The. pale
face of my mother haunted me. I Ifung rnysel'
on the bed, and .fell. asleep. I woke at mid
night, stiffened by the damp night air. ter
'rifed with frightful dreams. >.", :: a'' -; :,
I would have sought my mother at that
moment, for trembled with fear; but my
door was fast. With the' Wight my ter
rors were dismissed, and :. became bold In
resisting all good impulses. The. servant
brought my meals, but Idid not tasts them.
I thought the day would never end. just
at twilight I heard light fOotstep approach
my door: 1t was my sister who called me
by name. -, - -: -. ,.:. !, -.
what may tell mother from you ? ahe
asked. IL &r -e2oGr O.. T~''7 - :'ss,| 90 =.
:. .Notbingr 1 replied. .r.,.,,: =, 81: -.
80, Alfred, for my sake and all our sakes,
say that you are sorry, She longs to to for' o.
give you 49,. --.. .r... .. .,ss,,-s "a
Il won't be driven to school against my
WILL said. 60. s,.ss ,i.r,,, st :: .-s,
=, But you will 60 if she wishes 1t, dear Al.
fred said my sister pieadingly.. 20. 80
. No, won't said /, and you needn't say
a word more about it. =. .. Il .s,. ..-,
%, brother, you will kill her, and then
you can never have a.happy moment e.
/ made no reply to this. Ny feelings
we're touched, But I still resisted their in
aueuce, My sister called me but | would
not answer. I heard her footsteps slowly
retreating, and again I flung myself on the
bed to pass another wretched and fearful
night o God, how wretched and fearful
do not know. ......,., .......,..,,.. .,r
>. Another footstep, slower and feebler than
nv sisters disturbed me. A voice called
me by name. 1t was my mothers. asu...
,a. sAlfred, my SOD, shall I come. in :? are
you sorry for what you have done q she
asked. , .-~ =. .s'@e" .''''
.~5 / cannot tell what influence, operating at
that moment, made me speak adverse to my
feelings. The gentle voice Of mother that
thrilled through me, melted the ice from my
obdurate heart, and Ielouged to throw my
self on her neck, but / did not. No, my
boy I did not. But my words gave the lie
to my heart, when said I was not sorry. /
heard her withdraw. I heard her groan. /
.ionged to call her back, but did not. '.'".
: I was awakened from an uneasy slumber
by hearing my name called loudly, and my
sister stood beside my bed geo.. -
n rGet up Alfred! o, don't wait a moment
Get up and come with me. Mother is dy-
ing! .. ...;
/ thought l, was dreaming, but got up
mechanically, and followed my sister. On
the bed, pale and cold as marble, LAY my
mother. She had not uudressed but had
thrown herself on the bed to rest, Arising
to 20 again to me, she was seized with pal
pitation of the heart, and bore senseless to
her room. ... . d..
1 cannot tell you my agony -as'I looked
upon her-my remorse was tenfold more BIT
ter from the fact that she would never know
it. l believed myself murderer. / fell on
the bed beside her-I could not weep; my
heart burned in my bosom; my brain was
all on FIRE. My sister threw her arms around
me and wept in silence. Suddenly we saw
a slight motion of my mothers hand-her
eyes unclosed She had recovered conscious
ness but not speech-she looked at me and
moved her lips. I could understand her
words sMother, mother shrieked, say
only that you forgive me- She could not
say with her lips, but her hand pressed mine
She smiled upon me, and lifting her thin
white hands, clasped mine with them, and
cast her eyes upward. She moved her lips
in prayer, and thus she died. I remained
still kueeling beside that dear form till my
, gentle sister removed me. She comforted
me, for she knew the heavy load of sorrow
at my heart heavier than the grief for the
loss Of mother; for it was loac OF sorro"
for sin. The joy of youth had left me for
ever.