The Pacific commercial advertiser. [volume] (Honolulu, Hawaiian Islands) 1856-1888, 1859-06-09

over his forehead his hair was short and white,
not long like yours. And my father used to
stoop over, and wear a little black apron, and
put patches on shoes in a little dark ROOM"
"And what else?'
He used to pray and sing very sweetly but |
never hear any singing and praying now, sobbed
the child bursting into tears.
"Don't cry, my dear little boy, but listen to
me. / am your father, your immortal father
that poor lame body is all gone DOW, mingled
with the dust of the graveyard. As soon as the
breath left that deformed body of mine, 1 was
with the shining angels, and hosts of them bore
me up to heaven and the King of that glorious
place clothed me with these white stainless robes,
and gave me this tall beautiful body, which shall
never feel corruption, And this was the reason
dear little orphan-because / love Him, and my
chief delight was in praying to Him, and talking
about Him, and, although | was very poor, ]
tried to be honest, and many times went hungry
rather than do wrong. And you, if you never
forget to say your little prayers, that l taught
you if you will keep Gods holy commandments,
and trust in Him always, shall soon be with me
in my heavenly home"
= Once more the child was left alone, and still
the rafters were golden, the walls pearly, the old
floor studded WITT hrilliants, and the same soft
mysterious light over al
A strain of holy music fell family upon his
enraptured senses, it grew louder, and cam
nearer to the head of his little bed. And a voice
OH far sweeter than either of the others
sang.
"My child, my little eartf-ehild, look upon
mel am thy mother"
In a moment what emotions swelled the bosom
of the lonely boy. He thought of her cherished
tenderness to him long years ago, of her soft
arms around his neck, her gentle lips pressing his
forehead then came up the cruelty of strangers,
who, after she had been put away into the deep
ground, treated him with harshness and severity.
He turned towards her-ohi what a gloriou.
hainnf Har avaS Uara lilo cforc bor Ia.r 1;Lo
the most precious gold but there was that in her
face that none other might so truly know. He
had doubted if the first risen was his brother-if
the second was his father-but not once did he
doubt that this beautiful being was his own dear
mother.
A little while he kept down his strong feelings
but the thought of the past and the present over
powered him.
o mother, mother,'' he cried stretching
forth his hand, let me come to you-letm me come
there is nobody in this world like you no one
kisses me now, no one loves me. mother,
mother, let me come and the hot tears rained
down his cheeks.
"My dear orphan child'' she said in low tones,
that thrilled him to the heart, 'syou cannot come
to me now, but listen to me. 1 am very near
you when you know it not. Every day | am by
your side and when you come to this lonely room
to weep, my wings encircle you. / behold you
suffer, but L know that God will not give you
more sorrow than you can bear. When you re-
SYST evil, L whisper calm and tender thoughts unto
your soul, but when you give way to anger
when You cherish a spirit of revenge-you drive
your mother from you. Remember that, my lit
tie one-your sins drive your mother from you,
and displease the great and holy God"
"Be good-be happy, even amidst all your
trials, and if it is a consolation, you know that
thy immortal mother often communes with thy
soul. And further, thou shalt soon be with me. =
mother, mother, MOTHER murmured
the boy, springing from the bed, and striving to
leap towards her. The keen air chilled himShe
looked eagerly around there was no light-a
solemn stiffness reigned. The radiance, the
rafters of gold, the silvery beams, the music, the
angels-ali were gone. And then he knew that
he bad been dreaming; but oh, what a dream /;
how strengthening-how cheering; never, never
would he forget it.
The next morning when he went down to his
scanty breakfast, there was such a beautiful
serenity upon his face, sweet gladness in his eyes,
that all who looked upon him forebore to taunt
or chide him.
He told the dream, and the hard hearts that
listened were softened and the mother, who held
the babe, was so choked with her tears, that she
could not eat, and the father said inwardly that
he would henceforth be kinder. to the poor-and
so he was. The child found his way into her
affections, he was so meek, so prayerful, SO good;
and at the end of a twelve month. when the
angels did in very deed take lin far above to
heaven, the whole family wept around the little
coffin, as if he were their own. But they all felt
that he was in the bright heavens with his
brother, and his father, and his dear mother
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