The star of the north. [volume] (Bloomsburg, Pa.) 1849-1866, 1860-10-03

One more the child was left alone, but
sill the rafrers were golden, the walls pear
| ly, The old floor studded with brillianis, and
the same soft, mysterious light over all
! A strain of holy music fell family upon
his enraptured senses; il grew louder and
came nearer to the head of his little bed -
And then voice-oh, far sweeter than Ell.
ther of the others-sang:
My child my little earth child, look up
on me, am thy mother"
In a moment. what emotions sweled The
bosom OF the lonely boy. Ele thought of
her cherished tenderness 10 him long years
ago. OF her sof, arms round his neck, her
gentle lips pressing his forehead-then
came up the crueltes of the stranger, who,
alter she had been put away in the deep
ground, treated him harshly.
He turned towards her oh, what glori-
Gus being her eyes were like stars; her
hair like the most precious gold but there
was tha; in her face that none other might
so lrnly know. He had doubied--if the first
risen was his brother, il the second was his
fa her but not once did he donbt this beau
liful being was his own dear mother
little he kept down his strong feeling but
he thought of the pas: and the present
overpowered him.
so, mother mother" he cried, stretch
ing forth his hands, "let me come TO you.
| let me come ; there is nobody in this world
| like Jou; no one kisses me now, no one
loves me oh, mother, mother, let me
come :" and the hot tears rained down his
cheeks
"My orphan child" kessaid, in tones
| that thrilled him to the heart, 'you cannot
| come 10 me uow, but listen 10 me. | am
very often near you when you know il not.
Every day am by your side; and when
you come.to this lonely room 10 weep, my
wings encircled you | behold you suffer,
but know lnat God will not give you more
sorrow than you can bear. When you re-
si>t the evil, whisper calm and tender
thoughts unto your soul but when you
give way 10 anger, when you cherish a
spirit of revenge, you drive your mother
from you, and displease the great and holy
God {"
BE good, be happy even amidst all your
trials and, if that is a consolation, know
that thy i'm mortal mother often communes
with Thy soul And further, thou shal;
soon be with me-"
oh mother, mother, mother" murmur-
edsthe boy, springing from his bed, and
striving to leap towards her The keen air
chilled him, he looked eagerly around
there was no light, solemn stiffness reigned
the radiance, the ratiers of gold, the silver
beams, the music, the angels, all are gone
Aud then he knew heshad been dreaming;
but oh |! what "A dream-how strengthening,
how cheering 4; never, never would he for
get ii.
The next morning when he went down 10
his scant breakfast, the was beautiful Sc
renitv upon his face, such sweet g ladness
! in his eyes, that all who looked upon him
forebore to taunI or chlde him.
He told his dream and the hard hearts
that listened were soliened and The moth
er who held her own babe was so choked
with her tears that she could not eat ; and
The father said inwardly that henceioHh he
would be kind TO the poor little orphan boy.
and so he was. The child found his way
into their affections; he was so meek, so
prayerGul, so good and at the end OF a
tweIvemonih, when tie angels did, in very
/ deed, take him 10 heaven, the whole family
wept around the little coffin, as if he were
one of their own. But they they all tell
I that he was in the bright heavens With his
( brother, his father, aud his dear angel
! mother.