Fayette County herald. [volume] (Washington [Washington Court House], Fayette County, O. [Ohio]) 1860-1???, 1867-12-26
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"KnOcked the brats brains out,
hope, and I'll knock yours out i
you whimper about it. It's a pity
a man can't correct bis child with.
out his wife's taking its part. Curse
you and the brat toop'
Gertrude said nothing. She gath
cred her smitten, dying child to her
bosom and tried to hush its wailing
and mourning, lest its fathers an
ger should be again directed to-
wards it. The child slept at last
1t was a fearful sleep, and the moth
er knew too well that it was the
precursor of death, but she stilled
her agony ard rocked it silently to
and fro. The drur kard, feeling the
need of anotherpotion ofliquid fire,
went of to seek it, leaving the poor
woman alone. No sooner had he
disappeared from the thrG shold than
she laid the child from her arms and
stroYe by very means to arouse it,
and to warm its livid hands and
feet.
Her efforts we're partially success
full. 1t opened its little eyes heavi-
ly, but soon closed them again
"Ms mma," it said, in its sweet lit
tie accents, ,'baby sick, baby sleep
now" and ceased breathing forev-
er. Edward Arthur had become a
murderer.
One wall of agony, one scream of
mortal anguish, such as, if uttered
amid the Andes, would have fright
ened the widest winged condor
from his cloud-shrouded eye, went
to Heaven with that ascending spir-
it. 1t was followed by q long
death-like swoOn. Alone in utter
silence that was finished. When
Gertrude next opened her eyes, they
fell upon the ghastly features other
dearest one, over which a few
house-fes were slowly crawling
The sight aroused her. "They
shall not trample over Ida's pure
brow thus" said she, hastily brush
ing them away. II must arouse
and shroud my dead. know no
one in this part of the village who
can help me. If they would they
shall not do it. l will shroud the
child. 1t will be no more unnatur-
al for me to do that than for Ar
thur to kill it. The rife Of a mur-
der should be strong"
She brought water with her own
hands and washed its little waxen
limbs. She combed over its high
polished brow the yellow, silken
curls. She folded the plump little
hands over the pulseless BOSOM
She brought from a drawer a nice
white robe, which she had made for
her babe out of remnant of her
wedding dress, and clothed it in it.
She then took her little work table,
and spreading a sheet and pillow
upon it, laid there her murdered
darling, close by an open window,
where a cool and pleasant breeze
stole in. The table, with its white
covering, looked like an altar. She
knelt beside it and clasped her
hands in prayer. Unseen wings
seemed to fan her aching brow. A
calm, such as God gives to those
over whose souls the hot lava tide
has rolled and seethed and hissed-
souls which feel that, come what
may, the agorst has passed, fell
upon her spirits. She felt that she
had little more to dread-"the bit
of death had passed" What
was to follow she neither knew nor
cared for. Heavens pearely gates
opened as she gazed, and amid "an
innumerable company, who had
washed their robes white in the
blood of the Lamb, she felt that she
recognized her venerable sire vel
coming her child to the abodes of
he blest. Among the brightest
,herubims on high her darling
,tood. In her hand she held a gold,
N harp, and around her beautiful
read there was halo of glory!
Her robe was whittier even than the
me she had just clothed her poor
earthly remains, and from her smil-
ng lips flowed the sacred song of
Gods redeemed. Unto him who
lath loved us, and gave Himself
or us, be praise, and power, and
dominion forever" "Oh, happy |
murmured the inebriate's
wife, would that were with YOU"
"They shall hunger no more,
neither thirst any more, neither
shall the sun light on them, nor any |
leat. For the Lamb, which is in
he midst of the throne, shall |
eed them, and shall lead them unto
living fountains of water; and God
hall wipe away all the tears from
heir eyes"
She was startled by footstep |
lear her. She looked with a
,row as calm and passionless as an
ngel's, Old Agnes, the fortune tel
or, was there.
The evil which I foresaw and
Gould have warned you against,
ad you listened to my words, has
allen upon you," she said, in her
arsh, taunting way; "the maledic-
ion which afterwards uttered is
UTILIZED. You are going through
he fiery ordeal which drove me to
theism and madness. Iknew Ed
yard A r4hur,q habita and wOuld