Mineral Point weekly tribune. (Mineral Point, Wis.) 1859-1868, 1860-08-28

e, the phys can introduced II between
the elenehedS lips of the child, and in a
few moments the hall opened eyes closed
the ians relaxed their stiffness. and the
rigid limb grew plant, while a long sigh
told Of returning consciousness.
Well, my litlle man, are You hetter?"
Much better, thank you. sir
The doctor felt The feeble, turering
pulse, went 10 the bar-room door gave
some instructions a. d returned.
You have worked TOO hard-trayellcd
100 much" ........... e..
Yes, sir"
Are YOU very tiredl'
Yes, sir.
well, my poor boy, you are going to
have lot Z, long, quiet rest DOW"
The child did not quite catch the mean
ing OF the words, but smiled family, an,.
said he was very glad only If he was
lie too long he would not be able 10
make any money.
Bah money already! How old are
you g.
''Fourieen next June. sir"
"Nhere Is your homei"
''ln New England, sir"
That's bad-too far off by half for II
job like this. Have you got patents
living?"
"A mother, SIR" and tears filed the
large b.u. eyes. "ILwas for her wanted
TO make money
"Ah, well, that was right enough but
il Is pIty you had no one 10 advise you
to take cere of yourself. Ny poor boy
you are very i'll
- have kpp,t ftaita I,,.l iar,ra
don't mind ii. loI can tell our peo-
pie wiil be ready % start with then.
when they are fixed for starting"
Yes, my child, You Will be ready,
hope for an easier journey. Thpnk OF
anything you would like written To your
mother. You cannot ike, my boy, more
Than an hour
My molher-ny poor, poor mother"
SasPed The boy; aad selzlns The doctors
arm, he added, 'can notbing be done,
50 that l might i've to reach home!'
The doctor shook his head
''See, have diamonds here sown in
my clothes. | have hoarded every cent
10 buy them 10 take Item home 10 her
VIII you send them to her g.
That viii, my po3r child, safely
and surely" Ana wui. hasly hands
he wrote down name and address.
and transferred them, With the vaIuables.
10 his side pocket. wv la lshall | tell
> your mo:her!"
That | was not afraid to die, sir that
| trust my SINS will b. forgiven, for
forgaye linn aii-she will know, sir, what
| mean. Tell her | never forgot her
last words--that have tried hard TO be
good" As he spoke the door opened,
, and The licket-seier. pale and hags9 ri
his eyes filed with tears, entered hastily
. and knelt down by the side OF the dying
boy.
Don't mind me, Sampson. You have
. heen very kind 10 me always. | have
told the doctor what TO do about mother"
! and here the weak voice Irembled. Per
haps you may. go To- our village, Sampson,
sometime. If you see her, tell her.
, please. was a good boy, and tried TO DO
r what wo'ld make her able 10 come and
! live with me- You won't forget to tell
her was only sorry TO die for her sake,
and that had 10 hard thoughts about
, the past
A broken sob was the only answer
: Don't be unhappy about me; II IS
. 81 Cli icir iltuSt. i CEi not grow
! much she will know me again when
j., we meet"
e With a smile upon his lips, and th.
\ feeble hand pointing upward, the soal
n Of the little wandering circus-boy re-
5 turned to hin who gave It.
: Letter and package were daily sent,
e and narrow grave dug under one OF
2 the pine trees that grow y the Sierra
; Nevada, where the lit,ie form was la
5 10 rest. The doctor read the service.
I aud there were few present who did no,
she'd tears over the lonely grave by the
2 hillside, with lis simple luscriplion--the
] last words of the dying child-"TeiI
: mother / dad not grow much she wlil
know me when we meet agaiu.''
. On Q Sunday afternoon, while Deacon
2 Alahew Is exhorting, many rough
handed redshlrted miner forsakes the
. festivities Of the faT o. bank the cockpit
or the Lar-room and Sis silently by that
little grave, while the wind means sadly
through the pines and heIniocks. and,
with face buried IN his hands recalls the
: image Of The dead boy, and wishes that
= his own life may hereafter be so blame
l less, that SIN Will not so Gistert his fea-
lures nor corrupt his soul, that he, too,
may not hope 10 be remembered by lhs
loved oUes Of his yssssl,
81 - q 3 land OF the aesss frer"