Anti-slavery bugle. [volume] (New-Lisbon, Ohio) 1845-1861, 1859-03-05

euOuRn 10 huOru ner q lOOtnOIu, ana at last sue
reached the bottom. 1t was a large hollow and
for an instant her courage failed her, as she
thought Of the discouraging task she had underta'
ken then With a fervent inward prayer, she began
to feel for the person whom she had come to seek.
The darkness bewildered her; her own voice was
lost in the noise Of the storm. and her heart was
sinking with despair, when voices above reached
her ear. She stopped, and feeling, pushed aside
the snow to lay her trembling hand upon q cold
human face. 'Ilerel here . she cried he is
here!'
The lanterns cleaned brightly above her at the
mouth Of the quarry but no one stepped forward
to answer Jessie's call. The descent which her
light feet and small figure had accomplished was
dangerous for large, heavy men and they were
celebrating what to do. A flask of brandy and a
lantern were lowered by ropes and Jessie was
directed to raise the mans head and pour some Of
the spirit into his mouth. She did SO and, with a
great struggle, consciousness returned to the suf.
ferer.
Mother cried Jessie, it is young Mr.. Rails
ton ?
Ask him, If we lower a chair, If be can sit in it
until we haul him CUT
Yes, yes = said the young man hastily. 4 was
coming across, and the piece of stone I stepped up
on loosened and rolled down here. l lost my bal
lance and a after it,
This was said in q low, weak voice to Jessie, who
called aloud Lower the cbairn
Slowly along the snowy sides a chair, fastened
by many ropes, was lowered. 1t was o time
before the stiff, wounded man could get into it but
at last it was effected. How will you get up p he
said, turning to his brave deliverer.
Il will come after you,' was the reply, in "a cheer
full, hearty voice.
Seeing the chair safely on the way up, shs be-
gan to climb the stones to 20 up as she had come
down. She was nearly at the top, and those above
were watching her with breathless interest, when
another stone gave way, and she fell back. A cry
of horror rose on the air.
I am alive = she cried don't fear mother; it
has only fallen on my legs lower the ropes l can
hold on by my hands,
With frantic eagerness she tried to rise but the
heavy stones across her limbs held her pinioned
fast. Awful visions of dying there foated with
fearful distinctness through her brain, and, with o
wild cry che tainted.
Struck with admiration Of her heroic conduct,
and horror at her accident, one Of the men placed
himselfir the chair, and was lowered to rescue
her. When he again came up. with q small insen.
sible figure lying so still and pale in his arms,
there was a unanimous murmur of sympathy
through the now large crowd. The squire's son,
young Ralston, had tainted again on reaching the
mouth of the quarry, and been carried home and
all the rough men and sympathising women who
had braved the storm to aid the man lost in the
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hands lifted her from the arms of her deliverer
and she was carried to the little cottage. IIel
mother. chilled and despairing, laid her upon tn
little bed while Georgey crcpt from his stool BY
the FIRE to gaze at his sister, whom he had las
seen SO full of life and energy, and who now lay g
still and white. The room was cleared of all bu
a few sympathizing neighbors and the doctor ben
over the little inanimate form.
l spare my readers the details. Five weeks la
ter, Jessie sat upon the little armchair, with tn
consciousness that that was her place for the res
of her lifetime. If you raise the shawl that GOV
cred her limbs, you would have seen that both leg
were amputa,ed just below the knee. 1t was harC
n it was bitter, to have all her young dreams o
If life end 10 this. Jessie murmured loudly. He
mothe. in vain tried to check the bitter tears tina
would fall from the poor child's eyes. She hat
e been sitting alone, one afternoon, full Of bitter
e melancholy fOrebodings, when a carriage stoppe,
p before the window. A young man, wrapped in
= large cloak, got out first. then a lady. Jessie knew
n them. 1t was young Lewis Ralston and his moth
t err. Mrs. Ralston had been very kind in sending
e her messages and delicacies, during her illness
n but she had not visited her before. Mrs. IInrri
Y was out-had gone to take home some sewing
and George was with her; so the visitors, e%nterin,
r the little kitchen. found Jessie alone. They cam
d to her chair, and stood, one on each side. For
!, moment, there wac a deep silence; and then, witt
a a great cry. Mrs. Ralston Lent over the child. M
e Child! My child! she cried and then she knel
l., down, and buried her face in Jessic's lap, Will
a her whole frame shook with convulsive sobs. Tn
young man seemed as powerfully affected, and ur
Is able to speak. AT last, bending down, he said
My preserver, may God in heaven bless and CON
fort you Oh, Jessie Jessie! that this should b
ID your reward for saving my life
Mr.. Ralston,' Jessie began
d. No, no! call mo Louis we are brother and ST
ID ter now this has made US So. 1 should have bee
be here before but the physicians forbade it. / wa
somewhat injured, but | am well again.
To jessie said Mrs. Ralston, if mothers prayer
"a. and gratitude for the saver of her sons life CO
comfort you, oh, how truly are they yours! b.
Cor you. l should be childless. You will think
70 this. my child, and let it comfort you"
will! will! God forgive me for complain
ing when be has let me save a life = And, for Il
ID first time, great peace shone in the child's face.
,e From that day, there was no desire of Jessie
ye heart that was not granted. Young Ralston hin
lie self provided her with books. pictures. and instru
70 ton and bis mother let no day pass without vi
iting the cottage. They would have been vel
glad to take the poor child to their own luxurio,
ID home but Jessie refused to leave her mother.
n The child's whole current of thought had change
4. since the Ralstons first visited the cottage. Wi
,e prayer, with hopeful, loving trust in the Almight
II. hand that had seen ct to PROSTATE her, she stillt