The daily Green Mountain freeman. [volume] (Montpelier, Vt.) 1861-1865, 1862-05-21

poor suherers to comfortable cond ill., ~'e
! From morning till noon toeI ' t,I
glad from my heart, and thankful s ;a''nuly,
pulse that had sent Inc there. r ,o' 'peln
and dlned' aud feeling tired, wan, ,T' I, nome
down and rest. But then | rema~ u 10 lie
had promised to bring some fruits y" %
in the afternoon, and could not }ee, ' ' 'S!s
till had done SO, knowing that coo Da5'aF4
any time, while they lay tossing and ' ,ou TEST
with fever and pain, perhaps IoDO;n, ,' s
cooling draught they could not Get 'S '@s
1t was four O'Clock before | 5ot sv,n
and then | was really tired, So DAYS m ao'iA,
into weeks, and it became a repnI,y ' ~'Issea
From eight till ten or eleven. and tron a' WIN
past one till four, took pleasure among ,n n'.'
even while pain stirred my heart to 500 . ' '%
suferings. One by one | could see them D 'u D1
ing. No care nor skill could save ,bom -"
They had offered their ives to our cann,-
and she accepted the sacrifice.
Poor little Frank B. daily grew re,l,.
Nothing could tempt him to cat and ' N;
cough gre" worse, while his face became y ' ;s
and pale. He never lost his ioyous sir;. 4
but always seemed hopeful, even when tn ~; N
to rise from his berth
One afternoon | was startled on oo,o,,.
by the most plteou: cries, and found that tbsn
came from my little tavorite, generally ~
brave aud patient.
Why, Frankie, what is the matter ~
asked, lending over him.
%, you have come. did wish for von
SO much. -. shall die; and | wanted
somebody by who seemed to care for me a
little. You do like me, don't you, dear Mrs.
S.? You've been so kind to me- O. tbis
pain can't stand it long
His hands grasped mine nervousy, and ey.
cry fibre of his frame quivered with pain
saw that the dews OF death were STANDING
thickly already, on the broad, beautiful fore.
head over which the fair hair clustered 80
prettily, and my eyes filed with tears of sor.
VOW deeper than words could express. Stop.
ped to kiss him, and glad cry escaped The
poor blue lips Of the dying boy.
20, kiss me again, won't you? That
like my sister. Do kiss me once more |
feel better. o, would mt mind to die my
sisters y ere here to tell me they loved me-
You do love me little, don youN
Yes, Il great deal, Frankie Us much as
il | were your sister Don't you think % ,
I'm sure you're good boy, ant I'm sorry to
see you suffer So
He drew me down towards him, and pressed
his lace close to my arms. could eadu!em
mere. The poor boys mute appeal for tender
hess and sympathy in his dying honr, Tar IRON
home, breathing out his you z lie amid sIan'
gers, unuerved me. drew that young bright
head to my bosom, and my tears fell tastuFoa
its Sunny curls.
Did the gentle sisters he loved have one
thought OF the scene that was traDspnI!
that night, while perchauce they sat and talked
Of him, their only and petted trother IN ntI'
tar.off home in Nebraska
You will stay with me to night, wont
your he pleaded again. 'O,you won't leave
me to die alone !
No, frankie, III stay with YOU
He was comtorted, and became more quiet
as cIasped his hands and tried to soo1ne him.
Gradually purple hue Oyerspread bis a'T'
Now his lips became winter, and the large
clear eyes grew restless. When he could %
longer SPEAK, those eyes pleaded for some |" =
kens oi cndearmeDt, and eaca time 'ha'
pressed kiss upon his forehead, OoS "
deed and earnest gratitude sottened the sun''
ing expression of his face.
About nine O'Clock he breathed his a'''
and now every time look down at my ns0'
and see the little ring of mioc he wore Oslg VIZ:
he died, | seem to see the parting look Of Dr
great sad eyes, ere they fixed ID DEATH hy'
sad the task to brush back the damp " ,''
from the cold brow, aud compose the "T +
limbs in their last repose That nlsn' ;
wept and prayed for the sisters as had wv w
err wept and prayed for myself, tor DC Wa %
they had. -.
A few days after this another oil my f.. F.
ticnts, who was fast recovering though 1I
a relapse, and was again confined to De !. N,
There had been storm that dashea u ~
windows, and he got wet. .
On Friday he asked me to write s,'D, :
tiers to his brother, sister, and his Oe''O,J', a
| did so, while be dictated. lie appear h
be well educated, and had u rich vein o. r WIS.,"
aud sentiment pervading his nature wv r,:
soon discovered in his dictatlons' anu h..
much interested. lie showed me the D' u,
lures OF his friends, and talked Of 'VyD ,,,,
turning home babe me say 10 bis [''.' ,.,,
he was coming soon +; il he c0u'0O
iuriough re would make one, etc. .... ..
SATURDAY found me almost pIl"o ~" ,,.tt 4,
Aammation Of the eyes, aud dio Nv I'D
the hospital again till Monday morn"s' ,,i
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