The Hillsborough recorder. [volume] (Hillsborough, N.C.) 1820-1879, 1859-02-09

| Lander remarked, that when the snow and
ice melted in the spring the water might
flow into it whereupon Edgarton said that
he woald venture that; to which Lander re-
piled that it would be easier to raise It now
than when it was all finished. Mr.. Edgar
| ton said that he should never raise It any
higher. Mr.. Lander smiled, and assured
the builder that he would have to raise IT.
lie said that he had been caught in Just such
trap, and he knew. MIR. Edgarton then
very warmly advised Lander to mind his
own business. "Wait till you raise the sill
of that shed y was Iander's significant re-
ljoinder. This was sufficient to make Edgar
ton boil over, and he did it with ven.
geance and he was the more angry and
severe because he began to see that his
neighbor was right. This was the hardest
Of all. And then Tim Lander took it so
meeky, and went away with such meaning
shake Of the head, that the angry man was
forced to use the more powder in order to
keepup the fire.
When Edgarton left the kitchen his feel
ings we're not at al improved. He had given
his wife touch of his wrath, and that did
not help him any. He went out and looked
at the shed, and when he came to view it
from the upper side Of the yard, and consid.
er the amount Of snow which would be melt
ed away in the Spring, he saw thatit would
have been much better had he set it some
higher; but he would not alter it now-no,
not had all the snow in Christendom melted
and run through it. And this feeling didn't
help him any. He went into the barn, and
got angry with his cattle, and even nsnl-
mate things lie threw around as though he
would vent some Of his spleen upon them.
At supper time he was not himself, but only
sort Of incarnation of the evil spirit which
had taken possession Of him. II he had re-
fiected ne would have seen that his neighbor
had not spoken even single word that should
have given offense; but that all the il.feel-
: ing had been on his part, and also that all
the real cause Of such feeling had its rise
and growth in its own bosom.
Such was one Of the scenes in Mark Ed
cartons life, and it was only sample of
those which we're continually occurring. lie
/ contrived to keep himself angry and misera-
. BILE the greater part Of the time, and those
/, who we're brought into close contact with
Z him had to suffer more or less. And he
a grew worse instead Of better-he grew 50
II fractions and fiery that his family found but
e little enjoyment in his society. ilis wife
: tried to show him how wicked and foolish he
t. was, but lie would not listen,--Ile only cot
d angry at her" meddling. and babe her mind
II her own business
c There was only one individual in tht
/, world to whom he never spoke harshly il hi
: could possibly govern himself. aud that wa.
n Lottie-hls only daughter. She was thir.
! teen wears Of age-a blue eyed, fair-iaced
Il almost a fairy in form and leature--only tor
= fragile aud light for the hard battle Of life
% She had always clung TO her father with :
n strange love ;he had borne her in his arms a
:, precious burden, and breathed CAREFUL,
!; upon her lest an untuward blast might withe
y the flower and blight it.
y One day Mark EdgartOn took Lottie in hi
arms, and carried her to her bed, and lai,
y her upon il. She was not we'll, and she CAV,
n token Of ii in her looks, as we'll as in he
e speech They sent for the doctor, and whel
l. he came, he said il was only slight trouble
! and that she would soon overcome it. Blu
Is al the end Of week she was no better, an,
E. finally il was evident that the frail howe
J. was whitening away. Day after day, an,
C week after week, she lay upon her couel
y fading, fading all the time. Fur while Their
% was hope Of recovery, but this was cut ot
nov, aud those who watchedby the sufferer
e side looked hourly for the coming Of th'
is Angel.
i. II was early morn. and as those who ha,
lie ws,ched through the night wentto seek thei
:. rest, Mark Edgarton came and sat down b,
the side fhis child. She was awake aud h
1t spoke 10 her She smiled, but did not an
suer. further. At length she reached Tort
10 her thin, white hand, and rested it withii
n his broad palm.
"Father," she said in tone Of sweet, sof
ii music, you dunot like to see Lottie aui
/ FER"
Sc "No-no," whispered Mark. earnestly.
~ shant suffer much more, father. sial
very soon be where there il no more sutler
Il Ing or sorrow. But--lather-"
" !" Well, Lottie :"
" She gathered her weakened fingers abou
lie lis hand and gazcd earnestly into his fac,
IN Her large blue ewes were full ui light, an
over her pale face there seemed to come
r. glow, as though the spirit within we're try
m ing to gain stronger hold upon is morta
vi tenement.
at Father" she murmured, "yOu eonl
er make me very happy
Y, ~, darling; Truest. tell me how"
"lf could only know that you would Al
:, ways be happy"
IL, Lot,iei should be happy il 70
we're we'll"
"Ah--no. father" and tie dying gil
Or tIasped hi hand more tightly, and gaze
10 earnestly into his face.
What do you mean. darlingi"
ed "Oh-lather--iocs il make YOU happy I
A. ret angry. and lei your passion be 80 stron
ds and yioIent;'
IN, The man knew not what TO reply. lila
to another spoken TO him so, his answer woul
~ have been quick and summary but he dare
not--hc could not-he would not answC
an Lottie thus. But finally he said
for know am sometimes quick, my pf'
az. rious one, but lei not that trouble 50
il now"
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