The Cass County Republican. [volume] (Dowagiac, Mich.) 18??-1880, 1858-05-13

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earth further and further from him.
the sudden panic he lost his presenc
OF mind, and his senses failed him. H
shut his eyes; he felt as if the ne,
moment he must be dashed to pieces O
the ground below.
The day passed as industriously a
usual with TOMS mother at home. Sh
was always busily employed for he
husband and children in some way Q
other, and to-day she had been harde
at work than usual, getting ready fo
the holiday tomorrow. She had Jus
| finished her arrangements and he
thoughts were silently thanking Go,
| for the happy home, and for all thes
blessings of Life, when Tom ran in.
| His face was as white as ashes, an,
he could hardly get his words out
"Mother! Mother! He cannot ge
DOWN." rfz ~
-a' Who, lad? thy father ?'' asked tn,
mother.
"They have forgotten to leave hin
the rope" answered Tom, still scarcely
able to speak The mother started ur
horror struck, and stood for a momen,
as ifparalyzed; then pressing her hands
over her face. as if to shut out the
terrible picture and breathing a prayer
to God for help, she rushed out of the
house.
When she reached the place where
her husband was at work, crowd had
gathered round the foot of the chimney,
and stood there quite helpless, gazing
up with faces full of sorrow.
"He says he'll throw himself down" !"
"Thee munna do that, lad," cried
the wife, with clear, hopeful voice !;
:" thee munna do that Wait bit.
Take off thy stocking, lad, and unravel
it, and let down the thread with a bit
of mortar. Dost thou hear me, Jem?'
The man made sign of assent; for
it seemed as if he could not speak-and
taking off his stockings, unraveled the
worsted yarn row after row. The
people stood around in breathless ST.
lence and suspense, wondering what
TOMS mother could be thinking of and
why she sent him in such haste for the
carpenters ball of twine.
&C Let down one end 6r r6 fnee Gle thread
tn bit of stone, and keep fast hold fte
the other;" cried she to her husband. el
ne little thread came waving down w
e tall chimney, blown hither and az
ither by the wind, but it reached the ia
tstretched hands that were waiting -ol
: it. Tom held the ball of string, in
lile his mother tied one end of it to ul
e worsted thread. ps
" Now pull it up slowly" cried she d,
her husband, and she gradually un- pt
)und the string until it reached her til
sband. "Now hold the string fast, K
d pull it up" cried she, and the string az
ew heavy and hard to pull, for Tom lie
d his mother had fastened a thick til
pc to it. They watched it gradually
d slowly uncoiling from the ground, m
the string was drawn higher. ia
There was but one coil left. 1t had W
lched the top. Thank God! thank OF
ID! exclaimed the wife. She hid 81
r face in her hands in silent prayer, pl
d, trembling rejoiced. The iron to as
lich it should be fastened was there ql
right-but would her husband be if
lie to make use of it? Would not the fo
TOR of the past hour so have unnerv- st
him as to prevent him from taking If
e necessary measure for his safety? 81
le did not know the magical influence W
lich her few words had exercised sc
on him. She did not know the it
'ength that the sound of her voice, so 81
Inn and steadfast had filled him with bl
as if the little thread that carried him q
e hope of life once more, had con- cc
yed to him some portion of that faith a
God, which nothing ever destroyed CT
shook in her pure heart. She did p'
t know that, as he waited there, the OF
ords came over him, "Why art thou d,
st down, o my soul, and why art st
ou disquieted within me? hope thou
God" She lifted up her heart to G
od for hope and strength, but could p,
nothing more for her husband, and fo
+ heart turned to God and rested on 81
N as on rock. is
There was great shout. "He's st
fe, mother, he's safe!'' cried little W
)m. - -tsll- fH d
"Thou hast saved my life, my te
ara" said her husband, folding her in L
5 arms. "But what ails thee /? thou ki
emest more sorry than glad about it. CT
1T Mara could not speak, and if the bl
'ong arm of her husband had not held al
r up, she would have fallen to the it
ound-the sudden joy after such in
eat fear had overcome her. "Tom, W
thy mother lean ON thy shoulder" N:
id his father, "and we will take her pl
me-" And in their happy home they it
ured forth their thanks to God for tt
is great goodness, and their happy eli
3 together felt dearer and holier for m
e peril it had been in, and the near kl
IS of the danger had brought them L
God. And the holiday next day I'll
rs it not indeed thanksgiving day. 10
THE FEMALE TEMPER.-No trait of cc
aracter is more agreeable in female OF
an the possession of sweet temper. v,
ome can never be happy without. 1t k1
like the flowers that spring up in our al