The Alleghanian. [volume] (Ebensburg, Pa.) 1859-1865, 1860-09-06

them that hate you, and pray for them
that despitefully use and persecute you
"Do all these, and you shall be the |
child OF your Father which is above
Gwen if they beat me-" murmured |
the little boy with quivering lip.
A ray of hope flashed across the angels |
face as he replied, "the more you forgive,
the nearer you will be to heaven"
In another moment the vision had gone,
but still the room was all blazing with un-
earthly radiance.
AS the little boy fell back upon the pill
low his wan face reflected the angels
smile, and he thought, II will forgive
them, even though they should beat
me-"
Suddenly a more musical voice than
the former fell upon his ear. This time
he was not afraid, but sitting up in his
miserable couch, he saw figure that
seemed to lift itself to the wall a ray of
intense brightness outlined allits form; It's
eyes blazed, yet there was mild beauty
in them every time they looked into his
own.
Little one, am your father said
the form in melting accents.
81 do not thinkyou can be my father"
whispered the boy timidly. Only father
used to look very old indeed and he got
hurt and wore crutch, there were wrin-
kles on his face, and all over his fore
head, and his hair was short and white;
not so long like yours. And my father
used to stoop over, and wear little black
apron, and put patches on shoes in hit
tie dark room"
"And what else?"
ale used to pray and sing very swectly,
but [ never hear any praying and singing
now," sobbed the child.
Don't cry, dear little boy, but listen to
me. | am your father, your immortal
father; that poor lame body is gone now,
mingled with the dust of the grave yard.
AS soon as the breath left that deformed
body, | was with the shining angels, hosts
and hosts of them bore me up to heaven;
and the King of that glorious place clothed
me in these robes, white and stainless, and
gave HE this tall, beautiful body, which
shall never feel corruption. And this
was the reason, dear little orphan, because
[ loved Him, and my chief delight was in
praying to Him, and talking about Him,
and although [ was very poor, l tried to
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rather than do wrong"
"And you, you never forget to say your
little prayers that | taught you-if you
| will keep Gods holy commandments, and
trust in him always you shall soon be with
me in my sweet heavenly home"
| Once more the child was left alone, but
still the rafters were golden, the walls
pearly, the old floor studded with brilliants
| and the same soft, mysterious light over
all A strain of holy music fell family
upon his enraptured senses it grew loud
er and came near to the head Of his little
bed And then a voice-oh, far sweeter
than either of the others, sang:
"My child, my little earth child, look
upon me, am thy mother
In moment what emotions swelled the
bosom of the lonely boy. He thought of
her cherished tenderness to him long ago,
of her soft arms round his neck, her gen
tie lips pressing his forehead-then came
up the cruelties of strangers, who, after
she had been put away in the deep ground
treated him harshly.
He turned towards her oh, what glo
rious being; her eyes were like stars, hel
hair like the most precious gold; but there
| was Uual III ncf la';c llldI HO oehCl mig
so truly know.
He had doubted if the first was his
brother, if the second was his father
but not once did he doubt this beautiful
being was his own dear mother.
A little while he kept down his strong
feeling, but the thought of the past anc
the present overpowered him.
80, mother, mother, mother he cried
stretching forth his hands, "let me come
to YOU, let ME come; there is nobody ii
this world like you; no one kisses me now
no one loves me; oh, mother, mother, lie
me come" and the hot tears rained dowl
: his checks.
"My orphan child" she said, in loy
tones that thrilled him to the heart, "yo1
cannot come to me now, but listen to me
: am very often near you when you knoN
it not. Every day l am by your side, ant
when you come to this lonely room t
J weep, my wings encircle you. L behol
YOU suffer, but | know that God will nc
give YOU more sorrow than you can beal
When you resist the evil, l whisper calr
l and tender thoughts unto your soul; bu
e when you give way to anger, OF when yo
cherish spirit of revenge, you displeas
the great and holy God.
! abe good, be happy even in the mid;
t of YOUR trials; and, if that is consolation
: know that thy immortal mother often con