Lewistown gazette. [volume] (Lewistown, Pa.) 1843-1944, 1862-08-06
M0RAh G. RBLTGTOT1y
Beyond the Mountains.

The little child was dying. His weary
limbs were racked with pain no more
The flush was fading from his thin cheek.
and the fever that had been drying up his
blood for many days was now cooling ran.
idly under the touch Of the icy hand that
was upon him.
There were sounds of bitter but sup
pressed grief in that dim chamber, for the
dying little one was very dear to manv
hearts. They knew that he was departing,
and the thought was hard to bear Il but thew
might not disturb the last moments of their
darling.
The father and mother and the kind
physician stood beside dear little Arthur's
bed, and watched his heavy breathing
He had been silent for some time, and ap-
peared to sleep. They thought it might
be thus he would pass away; but suddenly
his mild blue eyes opened wide and clear,
and beautiful smile broke over his fea-
lures. He looked upward and forward at
first, and then turning his eyes upon his
mothers face, said in clear, sweet voice ::
Mother, what is the name of that
beautiful country that l see away beyond
the mountain-the high mountain 2"
| can see nothing, my child, said the
mother; there are no mountains in sight
of our home
'Look there, dear mother said the
child, pointing upward, 'yonder are the
mountains. Can you not see them now p
he asked in tones of great astonishment, as
his mother shook her head 'They are SO
near me now-so large and high, and the
people are so happy-there are no sick
children there. Papa can you not see be-
yond the mountains? Tell me the name
of that land?
The parents glanced at each other, and
with united voice, replied:
The land you see is Heaven, is it not,
my child? 2
yes, it is Heaven, l thought that must
be its name. Oh, let me go-but how
shall cross these mountains? Father, will
you not carry me, for they call me from
the other side, and | must go?
There was not dry eye in that cham
Der, and upon every heart fell solemn
awe, as the curtain which concealed its
mysteries we're about to be withdrawn.
MY son, said the father; will you
stay with US a little while longer? You
shall cross the mountain soon, but in
stronger arms than mine. Wait-stay
with your mother little longer see how
she wceps at the thought of loosing youv
'Oh, mother oh, father! do not cry,
but come with me and cross the mountain
oh, come = and thus he entreated, with
strength and earnestness which aston
ished all.
The chamber was filled with wondering
and awc-stricken friends At length he
turned to his mother with face beaming
with rapturous delight, and, stretching out
his little arms to her for her last embrace.
he cried:
Good bye, mother, I am going; but
don't you be afraid-the strong arm has
come to carry me over the mountainsp
These were his parting words; upon his
mothers breast he breathed his last and
they laid the little fair boy down again
upon the pillow and closed the lids over
the beautiful blue eyes, over which the
mists of death had gathered heavily, and
| bowling by the bedside, praying with sub
missive, though bleeding hearts, and said ::
The Lord gave and the Lord has taken
away. Blessed be the name of the Lord !?