Bellows Falls times. [volume] (Bellows Falls, Vt.) 1856-1965, 1861-03-29
A Touching story.

The following beautiful incident is told b.
f Pomeroy, of the La Crosse (Wis.) Un'o'
and Democrat, in late editorial correspon
dence from Dunkirk, New York -
"Oa the train last night which left Chi
cago on the Pittsbnrg aud Fort Wayne road
there was touching incident that Shove,
forth like the MONDAY sun, the deep anc
lasting love of sister, There was oil
board, in the sleeping car young lady iron
Albany, New York, the only sister of pale
emaciated invalid who lay ON couch, the
motion Of the cars as it seemed, Fastening
with sort of eager tremble the life from
him. A little over four years since, duty
as he thought, called him from the store in
which he was engaged, to Kansas. de
thought some one there might be in danger
he went forth-concluded to make his
home there-bravely toilel till he fell sick
with consumption, and sent at last for his
sister a girl of about twenty, and his only
living relative, to come and kiss the death
damp from his brow. She went, and her
gentle care seemed to revive him. till he
determined TO set his face towards the east
and there seek health, or quiet grave be-
side his mother.
They started, but the travel was too much
for his wasted energies, and at Chicago he
was carried on board the train, and laid in
the BERTH as though he were an unconscious
infant As he lay there, pale and cou ching,
it was beautiful to see with what holy, sister,
ly devotion would that girl watch beside him.
fearful least wish might be formed, but
yet unbreathed, that she did not anticipate.
She wiped the clammy perspiralion from his
pale brow. She gently smoothed back his
damp hair, and softly kissed his forehead as
she bent over him. At times he would rail-
ly little, and ask how Far they had come,
and then sink back exhausted. Passengers
gathered about, ready and anxious to re-
lieve him, but it was little they could do.
AT times he would, US he turned his weary
head and closed his aching eyes, mutter--
"Oh how Si0to-I never shall see my home Z"
About midnight he asked the coductor how
fast they were going?"
/" About thirty miles an hour"
4" And / am going faster get than Hot I"
he mutier half unconsciously, as he opened
his eyes and turned his head which lay in
the lap of his sister, so he could the better
look up into her moistened eye.
A little past one, he asked his sister the
hour. She told him. A few moments la
ter he reached out his skeleton hand TO
place within hers, and almost whispered,
/" ksss me sister before I sleep and closed
his eyes. Slowly the muscles of his neck re-
Taxed, his head fell gently to one side as
though he was sleeping, his fingers loosed
their scarcely perceptible grasp and he lay
there as quiet As babe on its mothers
breast. He was dead While the cars
were hurriedly bearing him to the home he
so longed to see, his spirit too impatient to
wait the rapid pulsation of the engine, had
left the body, and gone to find mother in
the invisible world. While the cars were
along at rate OF speed fearful if
one stops TO think of it, death had overtaken,
entered, and borne off in triumph victim,
and FASTENED on for another one.
There were more tears shed last night |
than those that fell like rain from the eyes
of the tired,wearied and loving sister The
'ar seemed to be come still-slent as death,
Is kind friends gently laid his head down from
her lap, and led her weeping away There
were fearful eyes, moistened checks, and
trembling hands, ready to do all that could
be done for the deserted prison house of flying
spirit, and there were kind " ords, bu, none
loo kind for the sister who now stood alone |
in the world. And there were those pres.
ent who gladly volunteered to take charge
OF and accompany both the dead and living |
to the home now completely desoate.
They who insist that man is altogether
depraved-that there is not somewhere in
the heart spot that is ever alive to sympa-
thy for those in trouble, should have seen
the kindness manifested last night toward
The dying, the dead, and the heartbroken.