Lewisburg chronicle. [volume] (Lewisburg, Pa.) 1850-1859, 1859-02-11
The Diving Child.

her death bed. IL was hard parting with
the pet flower Of the household. The
golden hair, the loving blue eyes, the bird.
ike voice-the truthful, ,affectionate, large
hearted pious child bow could she be
given up! Between this child and her
father there had always existed, not re-
ationship merely, but the love of congenial
natures lie fell on his knees by his
darliug's bedside, and wcpt bitter tears.
He strove to say, but could not, Thy
will be done ~ 1t was conflict between
,race and nature, such as be had never
before experienced. His sobs disturbed
the child, who had been lying apparently
unconscious. She opened her eyes, aud
looked distressed.
"Papa, dear papa said she at length.
What, my darling:" answered the
father, striving for composure-
"Papa," she asked, in faint, broken
tones, " how much-do | cost you-every
year? ?"
Hush, dear: be quiet :" he replied,iu
great agitation for he feared delirium
was coming on.
"Bu. please-papa, how much do cost
you?"
To soothe her, he replied, though with
a shaking voice, " Well, dearest, perhaps
two hundred dollars. What then, dar.
ling ?"
Because, papa, | thousht-may be
you would lay it out this year-in Bibles
for poor children-to remember me
by"
With what delicate instinct had the dy-
ing child touched the spring Of comfort !
A beam of heavenly JOY glanced in toe
fathers heart, the bliss of one noble low
ing spirit mingled with its like. Self was
forgotten, the sorrow of parting, the lone
ly future Naught remained but the mis-
sion of love, ard thrill of gratitude
that in it he and his beloved we're CO.
workers.
al will, my precious chiid,' he replied,
kissing her brow with solemn tenderness.
YES" he added; after a long pause, Il
will do it, do it, every year, as long as
live. And thus my Lillian shall yet speak
and draw hundreds and thousands after
her to heaven
The child's very soul beamed forth in
long, loving, smile-gaze into her fathers
eyes and, still gazing, she fell asleep
Waking IN few minutes, she spoke in
a loud, clear voice, and with look of &c.
stacy: "Oh, papa, what sweet sight
The golden gates were opened,an crowds
Of children came pouring out. o, such
crowds Aud they ran up to me, and
began to kiss me, aud call me by new
name | can't remember what it was,
but it meant, Beloved for the Fathers
sake"
She looked upwards, her eyes dreamy,
her voice died into whisper, Yes, yes,
| come, | come" ~ and the lovely form
lay there uuteuan,ed of the lovelier spirit.
John Lee rose from his knees with
holy triumph on his face. Thank God.'
said he, 1" | am richer by having another
treasure in heaven Macedonian.
PADDY's BooTs.-A green sprig from
the Emerald isle entered boot and shoe
shop to purchase himself a pair of brogans.
After overhauling his stock in trade with
out being able to suit his customer, the
shopkeeper hintcd that he would make
him pair to order. An whatll yer
ak to make good pair of EN-? p was the
query The price was named, the Irish
man demurred, but, after ''batin' down"
the thing was trade. Paddy was about
leaving when the other called after him,
asking: 'But what size shall | make them,
sir?" "Oth," criei Paldy, promptly,
"niycr mind about the size, a. aIl-maks
them as large as ye coHodntye"ty can for
tie money!
ssn-" The Bee one of the German
Jewish papers in America, issued in Gin