The Hillsborough recorder. [volume] (Hillsborough, N.C.) 1820-1879, 1867-08-07
HILLsBoRoUGH N. G, WEDNESDAY AUGUST ~ lSs7srT

good to jim. But you'll thank me for it,
may be, one Of these days." 81 IA 9 s.A ts'
There was something in Mr.. Harwood's
manner that sent feeling of alarm to Fred
dy's heart. He stood still, waiting, every
pulse-beat sounding in his ears.stga II 4 81 Il.
May be your fathers head is stronger
than mine was FIVE years ago." said Mr..
tIarwood, . but I've seen him at the Black,
Horse too often Of late, going on just as |
began. It isn't safe. Freddy! II isn'r
safe! And don't like to see him there.
Look at what I've come to- But there was
time when | could hold my head as high
as Mr.. Wilson or any body else in the
neighborhood. II - III i
Freddy waited to hear no more. Ii SEEM
ed as if night had fallen suddenly ON his
young spirit, and as Il the air would suffo-
cate him. He turned and ran wildly away,
such weight on, and such pain in his
heart that il seemed as if he would die. /.
Mr., Wilson was coming along the road,
and near his own gate when he saw Freddy
.hurrying across from Mr.. .Farwood's coi-'
tage, his lace white IS sheet and strongly
agltated. i. ....
My soa! what ails you i7hs cried, in
alarm.
i 20 father !" It was all Freddy could
say, as he stopped before him and looked
up with strange, sad, grieying expression
on his cnunteaance.
!" don't believe it." he cried, after 4
lew moments, bursting into tears and hid
ing his wet face in his fathers hands. alt's
all a lie of Mr.. Harwood's !"
" Don; believe whats" asked Mr.. vii
son, wondering at all this. A lie of Mr..
Harwood's What has that drunken
wretch dared to says" His voice changed
10 an angry tone.
-" | cant tell you, father. Ii would
choke me. But it, all lie. Oh. / wish
hadn't said nythng about il! But felt
50 miserable, and you came right ON me.n
Mr. Wilson led Freddy within The cate
TO seat under one OF the trees.
Now, my son." he said, in kind, firm
voice.. tell me just what Mr.. IIarwood said.
Freddy then related all about the drum
Ken man coming 10 the gate, and what oc-
CURED there; and all that he saw and heard
when ne went home with jim. even to the
warning words OF Mr.. Harwood.
As Freddy came to this last part, Mr..
Wilson turned his face 50 far away that
hts son could not sec it J: but Freddy felt
his fathers arm that was around him draw
more tightly. At least minute passed in
dead silence. Then Mr.. Wilson laid his
lips closely and with 4 long pressure on
Freddy's forehead.
i will talk with Mr.. Harwood about
this lie said, in snbdued tones. as they
arose and went toward The house. Poor
man he was nearly lost. But there is one
more chance 10 save him.
And he was saved. Mr.. Wilson went
10 see him that very day. Their interview
was affecting to both, and good for both.
The warning sentences had not come
moment tDo soon, and Mr.. Wilson felt this
30 deeply that he could not be angry with
his poor friend. No one ever saw either
Of them at the Black Horse after that; nor
did they ever again permit the cup Of con-
fusion 70 come nigh their lips.
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The Providence OK. IL Journal lifts 4
warning soite against immoderate museu-
lar exercise, OF which there is some danger
IN The present passinn for base ball, rowing
&c. That these pasiimes may be followed
to an injurious excess, il SAYS. i shown by
facts developed ~ connection with the re-
GO nj death ~ q Sfn.lart IL p.nun tfni,.rs: