Civilian & telegraph. [volume] (Cumberland, Md.) 1859-1875, 1863-04-30

Who has taken care of you, since
ID other died ?" asked.
Granny Carpenter shes very good
she CAV me money to buy oranges
with. Pve sold out now
And | noticed for the first time, that
he had tin tray slung over his arm.
"Granny's sic+ now" he continued
/ think she's going to die.
And his voice sank to whisper, and
a peculiar expression fitted over his
! countenance
why do you think SO, Pierre p that
was his name.
Because-because she looks. like
mother just before she died he answer
ed, the tears trickling down his cheeks.
But, Pierre, said, 'grannys home
may be in heaven, perhaps she longs to
go-its all bright up there. no crying,
no sickness
Yes, yes, know, he interrupted; mo-
ther told me all about it before she died.
She used to read to me out of this.
As he spoke, he drew from his pocket
a small French Bible
She read all about Jesus, and the
New Jerusalem. anJ when her co Ching
spell came on, and | would stand crying
not knowing what to do, she would say.
Pierre, it is peace here, and he laid his
hand across his heart. 'all peace here,
She gone now, it is very lonely, some-
times, bat then | trv to think how hap
py she is, and when IN very cold and
hungry. say softly to myself, They
shall hunger no more neither shall there
be any more pain, and think OF those
w rds till ! almost forget III weary or
cold. remember one day last winter,
the coolest day We had Granny was
| sick, we had no fire, nothing to eat. |
stole ont barefooted ed-the snow was fro
zen hard, the sharp edges cutting my
feet, making them bleed! ] went up
broadway, asking the few passers-by for
something. but no one took any notice
of me. went in under some steps,
wondering all the time what | had done
that | should be so poor. fell asleep
and oh, the dream / hadl WASH cold
then or hungry | was in beautiful
COuuli WIN oWSSO buctS chS'S "S'S
voices aud they sang so beautifully. -
| While | was wondering, sweet voice
SAID Pierre, don't you know mother? |
looked and sure enough it was mother,
all bright and beautiful, and no cough.
I fell on her neck aud wept for joy :
Then ONE one said, Come up higher,
Mother said it is Jesus. He smiled
very sweetly, and said Dearl amb of my
| flock on t. c lone mountains. in the des-
ert places. struggled for thee; in Geth-
senane | sweat for thee; on Calvary !
thought of thee; on The cross | died for
thee. The pearl y gates are opened to
thee, thy sufferings are ended, thou hast
come victorious through the dark valley.
'IIe that ovcrcomcih shall inherit all
things. Thcu my mother kissed me,
md roled ne in white. a crown and a
harp were given me, and we sang toge-
! ther around the throne
| was much affected by his simple sto-
| ry, so much love Of God. so much trust
in him He had two good teachers. his
mother aud bis Jesus. ] said good bye
to him reluctantly, probably never to
meet on earth again, but to meet some
time above And If thought worthy to
enter through the gate into the city, into
the blissful rest of home. feel assured
that among the redeemed | shall see
Pierre, the orphan boy-for he loved
much.
Dear children. good night. In pleas.
ant homes with loving fathers and
mothers, in Sabbath School and in church
Jesus, the G cd Shepherd is preached.
Pierre had none of these. Shall he sing
before Jesus forever. and you not there!
Come to Jesus Tonight him aud
love him. Life will only be the happier
for it, aud death the sweetcr.