The Hillsborough recorder. [volume] (Hillsborough, N.C.) 1820-1879, 1865-11-15

Get our dear mother hear this bad news to-
night. We will pray to Ged. who has ta-
ken papa to Himself. and perhaps He will
send Us some cousslation !"
Aloise vas silent He watched aIl night
|by his fa'her's corpse. and the nsxt morn
ing f"Ilowed Il to grave. Instead Of re-
turning home. he wandered Idly through
the streets. psrsued by the still recurring
question. !" What can dor" Night sp-
preached. lie thought Of returning to his
mother, recsiling how uneasy his absence
would make her, bat when he looked
around. he knew not where he was. In abb
sence Of mind ne had wandered iar into the
country. and the rushing of river struck
his ear. He approached its bank. aud.
overcome by laiigue and hunger. sank down
upon the soft grass. For some time he
watched the Sewing water, till dreadful
ides catered his poor harassed brain.
Beneath that quiet wave" he thought.
|.' aIl wees would soen be ended. lam no
longer good for anything. an only a
harden 90 my mother. giving her another
mouth TO provide Tor. ] will therefore die.
and all will be over"
Aiaise had been edarated in sentiments
Of Christian pisiy and now. like ray oil
light from heaven. The thought struck him
that he was meditatinga fearful crime. He
shuddered. and kneeling down. prayed
fervently to God Tor pardoa.
While on his knees his ideas became
gradually confused, the water ceased to
How. and the stars 10 shine. Aloise slept.
When he opened his eyes IL was day
light. The scene around was giIded by
the rising sun. lie heard the pleasant
singing nf The birds. and his heart expand
ed with JOY. He was still among the living
--he had not accomplished his wicked re-
solutions: and falling again on his kness.
he thanked God Tor His mercy. Notwith-
standing his bodily weakness he felt re-
freshed, and sat down for few moments
on the grass 10 collec, his thoughts. ere he
sat oul an his return 10 the CITY.
While thus resting. his eyes fell on
smo.,h, white chalk stone. on which was
traced the delicate semblanee of sprig Of
moss. With all lis minute flowers aud ten
der tibres. He remembered that on the
evening before, his tears had fallen on this
stone and mo,stened the sprig Of moss.
which had probably fallen from the beak oil
some wandering bird. Nov The moss was
no longer there. the wind having borne i.
away. bat its impress remained so exqui-
sitely traced en the smooth. white surface
oi the stone. that the young German coald
not help being sirsck with the phenome-
non.
This means something" thought be.
/" may have been led in mercy TO this
spot. am bad actor, bad singer; but
who knowsi may De reserved Tor some
thing better"
Taking the stone in his hand, Aloise
rose up and turned his steps hone~ard.
Al the gate of the city be met his little
brother. whom his mother had sent to seek
him. The child told him ihs, an cid uncle
Of their mother had come 10 see her on the
morning OF the burial. and hal gwen her
sun oi money 70 relieve her wants.
my God, | thank thee" said young
Seneleldsr, mentally. tie did tot thes
know that The esstone which he held In his
hand would cause him in few days still
greater emolians Of thaukfulaess. At FIRST
be employed his discovery only in arna.
menting the covers of casket. snur- boxes.
etc.. bat one day il occurred TO him to take
OF on wet paper the pictures drawn on
stone. The experiment succeeded, aud
LlTnooRArHy WAS coanENcEp.
Ia time, Aleisc brought the art to perfee-
tion. lie studied chemistry for the pur.
pose and rich and happy we're his prospe-
rsus family around him. lie felt that he
never could be sufficiently thankful for
having ou,lived his design Of self.destruc.
tion.
Why should We ever despair" he
would say. !" God can turn our pain into
pleasure. ald ssr bitterness into JOY"
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