New Oregon plaindealer. (New Oregon, Iowa) 1859-1866, 1859-12-09

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"Oh, ma will be so glad, she's so cold
and hungry; will you please; sir, give
me something to carry to ma to eat''
II hastened back, and, filling my
pocket with cakes and crackers, return
ed; and taking the child in my arms,
pushed off through the snow in the di-
rection indicated by the child, to her
home. And such home! On, that
man should fall so low! All was dark,
still, and cold. Not q breath to tell
that human being inhabited the place,
no feeling of warmth, nothing but cold,
dark silence But the child ran to the
corner of the miserable hut, exclaiming:
oh, ma! ma! wake up. The man
has brought you something to eat. Ma
won't you wake?' And she sobbed as
though her little heart would break.
She continued talking in this strain to
her mother, making all kinds Of endear-
ing little speeches, and telling her that
they would ''havc some supper now"
and ma, the good man has come to see
u.s." She kept talking and sobbing;
while I by the aid Of matches and a jack
knife, succeeded in kindling little fire
which grew and grew, till the room was
lighted, and some degree Of warmth
impaired. ...
"It was a terrible feeling to know
that was in that wretched abode with
death and my sister. There was moth
ing that deserved the name of furniture
in the room. Not chair, not a stool,
not a bench, even, except cupboard in
one corner, to indicate that it was ever
a human habitation. Close by the fire,
on nest Of straw, was the cold, enact
ated form of my sister Alice. What a
meeting was this, after five years ab
sence! I took her by the hand; it was
cold as death. / raised her up, and
held her to the fire, and rubbed my
hands rapidly over her wrists and tenn
pies, to impart warmpth. Is she dead?
Oh, this must not be! Look at me, AL
ice. 1 am your brother, come to save
you. I could not bear the thought that
she was dead"
"At length came the reward of my
labors. She breathed, family it was
true, but life-no, she was not dead
Calmly I worked on; and slowly, yet
surely, my sister was coming to life
She spoke, but her mind evidently wan
derod."
"Oh, George" said she, II am SO glad
you have come, and you are SO changed.
I thought should die, I was so cold
and hungry. I sent little Alice after
you, and you were so good not to beat
her. 1 had such sweet dream. Oh,
George, it is growing dark. / am dy-
ing"
"It is I, Alice, look at me!'
"She swooned away, exhausted, gasp
ing for breath. Just Heaven! what if
she should die now? No, I must save
her. I went to the door, and got hand
full of snow, and, by the warmth Impair
ted by my hands, succeeded in melting
it, and, applying a few drops to her lips
and bathing her temples, she again re-
vived."
"Her eye was clear, calm, and natur-
al, now. There was the same sweet
look as of old. But she was white-oh,
SO white and death-likc. She looked
more like all angel from the spirit world
than the flesh and being that she really
was. Extending her hand toward me,
she murmured, in voice sweet in its
softness and sadness:
Henry? is it Henry!"
ayes, Alice, tits Henry, come to take
you home to your father and mother"
"Oh, Henry is it possible? What
horrid memory!" And she pressed her
hands over her eyes, as if to shut out
some horrid image Of the past. 'But
it is over now. have seen the death
am going soon. Oh, Lord Je-
sus: have mercy on my child, my dear