Spirit of the age. [volume] (Raleigh, N.C.) 1849-1865, 1862-08-25

sOh, Jesr
DO yoa know whe he vaz?'
GOOD Jesus, murnrrea the child, with
a rare smile.
Hawkins, this breaks me down. said
John Harvey, and he placed his hanaksr-
chief to his eyes.
Don't cry, don't cfy, can't cry, Tn
SO glad said the child, exultiugly and
shs looked up as if heavens light was al
ready darning On hsn
What ere you So glad for, my DEAR
said John Hsrvey's frisnd.
To get away from hare,' said she doll
keratoly. { / used to bs so cold in the long
winters, for we did 'ns have fire, sometimes,
bat mother used to hug me close, aud sing
about heaven. Bat Did have to 90 out,
becauss they were sick, and people locked
cross at me, and told mel was in the way;
but ssms was kind to sae. Mother told
| ae never mind, when Icams hsne crying,
| and kissed me, and said If Was good, tho
Saviour would love ne. and one of those
days would give me a better home. And
0, shall sing there, and be so happy -
Christ sent nae little angel in my dream
-methsr told me He woald, and that an
gels woeld carry me up thsrs.-O, fee,
so sleepy
| With ItsIe sigh she closed her eyes
Harvey, arc faith and hope nothing ?
asked MIR. Hawkins, pointing to the littl;
| face taking on strange beauty, as deatl
breathed icily ever it.
| Don't speak to ms Hawkins-to be a
that little child, l woald give all an
worth,' was the broken response.
| 'Aad to be like her, yea sesd give moth
|ingi only your Stubborn will, yoar ssepsiea
doubt; and the heart THIS will never kno,
rest till it fads it at thsfaat of Christ. C
my friend resolve by the side of this littl
child who ia soon to bes'sipging in hsav
en- that you will be follower Of nay Sa
lviour. Let reason bow here, before sim
Ipla, bat trusting faith, that only feels.
There was no answer. Quietly they 81
there in the deepening shadows. The ho
pital doctor came in, stood off little va,
shook his head. It needed no clese inspe
ton TO see what was going on.
~.Prsaantly she.-ha.a<l. sEsas=s<ss,
wsrs raised, the eyes epsned-yet, glaze
though they were, they turned still up
ward.
Sea sae!' she crisd, 0, thers is mot
er and there are the angels aad they a
all singing-all singing!
Her voice falterea, her arms fell, b,
the celestial brightness fingered yet on h
lfase. Feebly she turned to those who b;
minis.ered to her, feebly smiled it was
mute return of thanks fer all their kine
ness
There is no douating the soul-triumE
there whispered Mr.. Hawkins.
1T is wonderful replied John Harve
locking on both with awe aad tenlsrnea
Is she gone?
He sprang from his chair as if he wou
detain her, but the chest and forehs;
we're marble, now the eyas had lost &
Gre Of life ; she had died as.she lay lool
ing at them.
She was always sweet little thin|
said the nurse, softly.
John Harvey stood as Il spell-bouaa.
There was a touch oa his arm, be startt
and turned.
'Joha,' said his frisnd, with an impre
sive look, shall we pray?
For q miaate there Was 30 answer-th
came tears ths whole frame of the N
shook as he said-it was almost cry
Vas pray prayp
And from tbs side Of the dead eh
went up agonizing plesdings to che thro
Of God. That prayer was answered.
, miracle is wrought-ths lion is lamk
the doubter beievsr-the saeptic CHI
> tian. Careless reader, nay 20 little child l.
e you Watchn1an and Reflector.