Yorkville enquirer. [volume] (Yorkville, S.C.) 1855-2006, 1860-05-17

'More than yoa! said Benson, 81 love
liquor more than youe' y..< d.
Promise me, then, never to use it a.
lgain-now, please, Joe = =
Nellie = (.
Il shall never ask il again, joe
Benson looked long into the eloquent face
of his pleading wife; started suddenly to
bis feet and walked rapidly to and fro;
then, returning to his seat beside the bed
and burying his face in the pillow, he said,
in half smothered tones, while his whole
frame trembled beneath the terrible inau-
ence of the almost superhuman effort
Il promise II PROMISE = e
BLESSED be Godp exclaimed Nellie, as
she sank exhaustedly back upon her pill;
low. -. ~ =
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MY daughterv ....-,
Il Go not think that she knows you, Mrs.
Vincent said the pastor, endeavoring gent
ly to lead the broken-hearted mother away.
'Nellie,' said Charles, putting his lips
close to her ears, as be; observed her mouth
moving, as if desiring to speak, 'do you
want any thing, darling?' .
sH.e-a-v.e-ny As she thus said, beau
tiful. smile fitted over the calm features,
like unto ray of light from the glory
land. y
you will soon be there, said the pastor.
lis the valley dark are the waters too
deep for your ..-
Theresa light in the valley-a deep-a
strong arm beneath the waters said Nellie.
'And do you feel willing to go%
'Quite-wil-lingp replied Nellie, scarce
ly able to articulate. s...s.
sAnd is there anything you wish us to
do for you p " -.
'Sing-about-heaven.'
The pastor, and as many of the company
as could restrain their tears, and keep
down their low sobs and sighs, sang that
beautiful hymn, which has stirred the hearts
of thousands, now beyond the food, begin
ming with: a. -
Jerusalem my happy home
Name ever denr to me-"
During the singing Of the hymn Nellie's
face became as beautiful with the smile of
triumph, as heaven itself could make it.
The glory seemed already revealed the
rest, that remaineth. already experienced ;
and, when she Joined in the last two lines,
and clasped her hands so meekly over her
bosom, there was such an unspeakable ex-
preston of happiness upon her countenance j.;
such an exquisite manifestation of ecstaoy,
that the venerable pastor" could not but ex-
claim 'Oh, Death where is thy stingp
Lilly"
Come here, Lily, said the pastor.
The child looked up in the face of the
old man, with puzzled expression of coun-
tenance, then around the room upon the sad
and weeping ones.
sDoes mamma want me p she asked.
sYes, DEAR said the pastor, taking her
up in his arms and holding her over Nellie.
NO, no. said Lily, please don't put me
in bedv "a
why not, dear?'
Cause me don't want the bad doctor to
give me physic, like poor mamma
No, no, darling; the doctor shan't give
Lily anything at all SO don't be afraid
Where's bad doctor gone p asked the
child, glancing unessily over her shoulder.
you must not call the doctor bad, my
DEAR said the pastor, stroking the childs
hair He gives physic to sick people, like
mamma, to make them get quite well again.
He is good old man. .-
why don't mamma get well, then p
Because God intends to take her home
to the 'happy land that you sometimes
hear about in Sunday.School'
'HeavenP p
yes, dear
docs sick people 60 to heaven ?
mo, darling,' said the pastor, 'every body
is we'll and happy there d.,
The child looked puzzled for few mo-
ments then, her beautiful face frightened
up as she said !: 20 yes! sick peoples git
we'll when they 60 there
'Yes, my darling,' said the pastor. Then
turning to the weeping ones around him,
he said : There is much comfort in what
the innocent prattler says .
Lily said Nellie.
'Mamma-poor, sick mamma" said the
child, putting her little hand gently upon
her head
sKiss me, Lily
Lily kissed her.
so said Nellie, with long, deep sigh,
while the tears rolled down her cheeks
'Take-her-away--now.'
The pastor, brushed q tear from his eyes
as he placed the child upon the floor while
Lily ran merrily out of the room ito play
in the clover as the poor, innocent child
said.
sJoe = said Nellie, in faint voice.
Benson, who, for the last half hour, had
been sitting in corner of the room, with
his head resting upon his hands, absorbed
in grief, arose from his seat and walked
slowly toward the bed.
Itis hard-very hard, Joe-to part with
you ; said Nellie, speaking with painful ef-
fort; 'but we shall meet again SOON
aye, uery soon " said Benson, much af-
fected
Take my hand, Joe. So!-now-kiss
me-I am sleepy
Nellie said Benson, as she sank heavi-
ly back upon the pillow, from which he had
raised her, Nellie, speak once again to me
Say that you forgive me3
I for-oivep Then sud6enlu start.