The Hillsborough recorder. [volume] (Hillsborough, N.C.) 1820-1879, 1862-09-03

on the side of the bed.
Well, my little one. so you are no bet
terp
20, no, sir father is gone up there, and
I'm going"
ZIP there" John Harvey turned uncon-
sciously towards his FREUD.
81 wish l could sing for you" she sal d,
and her little hands few together.
"Do you wish to sing?
90, so much but it hurts me. II wont
hurt me up there, will it" Where was the
child looking, that there seemed such won
der in her eyes,
Did you ever hear Of Jesus J" asked John
Harvey's friend.
i" Oh, yesn
" Do you know who he was -
i" Good Jesus" murmured the child, with
a rare smile.
Hawkins, this breaks me down." said
John Harvey, and he placed his handkerchief
to his eyes.
Don't cry, don't cry; can't cry, I'm so
glad !" said the child, exultingly and she
looked up as if heavens light was already
dawning on her.
" What are you so glad for, my DEAR"
said John Haryey's friend.
To get away from here" said she deli
berately. 81 used to be so cold in the long
winters, for we didn't have FIRE. sometimes,
but mother used TO hug me close, and sing
about heaven. But djd have to 60 out. be-
cause they were sick, and people looked
cross at me, and told me was in the way;
but some was kind to me. Mother told me
never mind, when came home crying, and
kissed me, and said il was good, The Saviour
would love me, and one uf these days would
give me better home. And Q, ! shall sing
there, and be SO happy Christ sent me
little angel in my dream--mother told me he
would. and that angels would carry me UP
there. o. feel 50 sleepy !"
Win little sigh she closed her eyes.
:. Harvey, are faith and hope nothing :"
asked Mr.. Hawkins, pointing 10 tie little
face taking on strange beauty, as death
5reathed icilY over il.
g Don't speak to me, Hawkins--to be as
hat little child, ] would give all am
worth, was the broken response.
!" Aud TO be like her, you need give NTH,
ing only your stubborn Will, your sceptical
doubt and the heart that will never know
rest till il finds 1t at the feet Of Christ. 20,
ny friend, resolve by the side Of this little
child, who is soon to be singing in heaven
that YOU will be follower Of my Saviour.
Let reason bow here, before simple, but
trusting faith. that ony feels.
There was no answer. Quietly thew sat
here in the deepening shadows. The hos.
neal flon+gtr -, "a
hook his head. II needed no close inspeC
ion TO see what was going on.
Presently the hand moved, the arms
gere raised, the eyes opcned-yet. glazed
hough they were, they turned still up
Rard.
See see - size cried, q O. there is moth.
=! and there are the angels aud they are
al singing-all singing =
Her voice faliered, her arms fell, but
lie celestial brightness fingered yet on her
nee. Feebly she turned 70 those nho had
70 her, feeblf smied-it was
ute return 81 thanks for all their kind.
ness.
" There is no doubling tie so1l-iriumph
here whispered Mr. Hawkins.
II u wonderful, replied John Harvey, /
ooking On both with awe and tenderness.
Is she gnne;"
Tie snrang from his chair Al II liz would
etain her, but the clcst anil forehead we're
Iarbe. nov lie eyes bad lost Tie fire Of
E; she bad died n she lay looking at
rem.
/" She was always I sweet little thing"
ildsthe nurse, softly.
John Harvey stood as K spell-bouud. There
as touch on his arm. he started and turn.
i.
Z" John" said hi, friend, with an impress
&c look, "shal SIC prays"
For minute there Bas no answer-thcn
lme tears; the whole frame IL the man
iook as he said--it was almost cry" Yes,
ray pray"
And from the side Of tie dead child wen,
, agonizing pleading 10 the throne Of God.
hat prayer vas answered. the miracle il
lion is lamb--the donbtcr
seeptie Christian. Careless
'ader, may little child lead you.
WglelElon nnd Reflector.
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