Edgefield advertiser. [volume] (Edgefield, S.C.) 1836-current, 1861-01-23

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mother, for she nc1d tell her not to ask 50
many qn s;ivls and 10 keep out Of the way.
Mrs. Howard loved her child but she Was
Il Lustling, energetic woman, whose chief care
was to keep we'll ordered and tidy house,
and she did not understand the delicate ma
turc Of little Auy, who had been from infar-
CIV feeble child, and stood sadly il, need of
loving and tender sympathy. She WAS not
beautiful. but for those who loved her tlie:c
WAS q depth Of love in her little heart, which
Only needed answering sunbeams to make it
bear sweetest blossoms, a;.d iigut Up her WA
face with the beauty of contemtment.
This had been ,uci s sad duy. In the
morning she had climbed into chair to watch
her mothers proceeding 1T the rl>try-tabie,
when an unlucky movement Of her hard sent
dish Of flour to whiten tie flor, and called
forth All impatient reprimand from her moth.
or. Choking back a rising sob, she lett the
table, and essaye,i to play with blocks, bull.
ding with them wal! to cn,tine white Lily,
the kitten. But kitty, impatient at such close
Imprisonment, made vigorous efforts to free
herself, and AS she S'lccccdct scattered tue
block, il, every direction.
Whst Looking room!' eXclsimcd Mira.
II. 81 declare, it's no Use to clean up, you
set things in the way 81"
M more housc-building fnr Amy after
that, 50 she walked up and down the room.
singing softly IL the kitten in her arms, until
it was time for Annals return truq Sclnml-
Anna, the desr s;.tcr, who loved Ind pet,cd
tie little one, AMI never told her keep out
.; the way.
At last her patient waiting was rewarded
Us sliulSo Of Annals bonnet. aud, with \
cry oi joy, Amy bounled t. the open hall
.i.pr, to greet her sister with outstretched
anil, aud the wur.l>, Il ,!uugL lit you would
ever corue.h
"W..at ails my pet p said Anna, a. she
to,k the child in Lcr lap, and parting the
dirk hair from her pal. face, rensrked ,h.
look nl wearin.ss i'll l:er eyes.
Nothing" answered ANY, "only my
hear, aches 50, and can't play without troub-
li,g mother"
Anna sighed, for she knew the little heart
had sore trial, So far into the du.ky eve, she
sat with Amy's head On her shoulders, telling
Of the olden time when the fairies danced by
moonlight on the green sward; when every
hill and vale, every river and tiny streamlet,
w;w haunted by uneartly beings. Then she
told oi hrayen, male glorious by God and
the angels, and as Amy listened, her heart
Swelied with joy, her eyes beancd with de-
light, and she exclaimed, rai,ins her head
with animation:
"Anna, must 60 there, | must-is it such
a long way?" Suddenlya shadow darkeaed
her face, AZ she said sadly. "perhapS, though,
I should get in the way of the angels, am so
careless"
Never, darIiag,' said the sister, clssping
more closely the little form, which all almost
propbe,ic sense told her was too surely fn-
dins away. At midnight there we're hurried
steps and anxious questions, rs the household
was awakened by Anna's cry that Amy was
very iii. After days Of anxious watching, II
weeping group surrounded the bed Of the dy
ing child.
.Mn,her," said Amy's gentle voice, al
didn't mean to be naughty and get in your
way SO much. hope shan't trouble the
anrels-good-bye, my darling, AIN going to
Sleep And little Amy was dead.
Long years the grass has grown on Amy's
grave, harebclls have rung their fairy chimes
above it, while the bird. sing requlems in the
shadowing trees but nightly, as she lays her
head upon her pillow, Mrs. Howard sees the
pale, weary face Of her child, and hears a
sweet voice say: Mother, did not meal,
to get in the way" Not all in vain was the
lesson taught by those dying lips. Seeds Of
gen,eness and patience were sown in tho
motEer's heart, which, wa'ered with tue tears
Of repentance, give promise ol an abundan,
harvest Of peace.