Daily Davenport Democrat. [volume] (Davenport, Iowa) 1864-1874, 1868-02-22


hem. From all appearances the gallant
uide could not bold out much longer, his
ace bore marks Of desperate conAict, and
n several places was bleeding quite pro-
useiy. As the craven asssiian,s caught
light Of us, they uttered ye,ls Of dismay
nd lied towards . clump Of trees some dis
ance towards the north. But just At that
moment, when victory seemed to bs ours,
me Of tho scattered band stopped, and
'snt back = parting shot. The bullet enter
d the young guides breast, and be sank
,lowly TO tie ground. l immediately has
.ensd forward - render ny assisoance. but
10 soldiers bad already gathsrsd about, %
hat cocld not obtain view Of him. | in
CURED conceraing the wound. They told
me il must prove fatal.
AT the command Of their leader, several |
Of the men prepared to accompany the dy- |
ing scout and his tender charge to Aear |
village. The rest Of the military then re-
sumed their journey. In few minutes We
gained the limits Of the ssttlsmsnt. All
wss il confusion, but order wAs soon re-
stored a. the purpose Of eur visit became
known. Tide brave fellow was placed
on a couch, whom, for the frat time
since he had fallen, l succeedsd in get
ting . view Of his face Never shall
forget the expression Of those eyes. as
knelt by bis side, nor the fsrvent pressure
no gavo my hand. VIXEN leaned over him.
Il was touching picture, and will long 10
bright upon my @eaosy's page. His lips
and cheeks had lost their color, yet his fsa-
lures locke jns. the same they did whom
met him one year ago, in the little refresh
ment stand In Missouri. had often thought
Of him. since he Was the same Henry More
| field still.
II Am glad you have come. we're his first
| words. 'How I've longed TO sec you once
again, and my desire has At last been grant
| cd but death is coming to claim me now,
and then shall see you here no moro
"Despsir not, dear FRIEND" | replied
eve part now, but not forever"
Despair he repeated, in tone Of tri-
umpA that surprised all present Then rails
ing his eyes toward tho sky, he continued !:
NO, no a Chistian never despairs, not even
when his lamp is growing dim-not even
now The Indians shot me, didn't they
| | thought couldns stand long against
them but that makes no difference now,
Tor my duty has been performed lie
paused rather suddenly as though some
recollection had just penetrated his mind.
lie, in n few moments, continued -
w here are the fugitives | was defend
ing''
| being assured by one that they were
| safe he seemed moro easy. just then his
wound seemed to bleed afresb, and unable
10 withstand the losss of mors blood, his
powers felt into rapid decline. Fully aware
that oil must soon be over, and With "a
diant hope Of . blessed hereafter, he ex-
pressed an earnest desire TO see the Pro-
tcstant missionary of the settlement, with
whom he was slightly acquainted. The
good man was immediately summoned, and
soon made his appearance. Moretield greet
ed him warmly. and spoke Of Paradise -
With smile that remained long upon his
lips, he mentioned the nance Of HE mother,
IA her and brother, and rejoiced in the gold.
en- prospect Of meeting them ugaln. At his
request tho missionary drew forth small
B,ole, and read some favorite portions,
among which was the twelfth verse Of the
seventh chapter OF the First Corinthians.
This beautiful passage Morefield had learn
Ell when child. and often, whilo on his
lonely wandcrings, be had repeated il to
comfort his heart and lead his thoughts to
the future.
60. Ii is but simple request. When my
body is cold and lie extinct, will you lay
me by the side OF brother George. on the
bank of the D river! You can find
the place, l know; . solitary bush grows
abovs his head, and the Lanchen's Rock is
just At the foot Of the shore. Lay me there
friends, and those who shall see nv form
when it 10 lowered into the long, dark hole.
/ hAa - A. r.
earth as they cover me up, lot them remcm-
Der that life 10 only flame, and that they
| too must follow likewise"
"Iour request shall be granted, said the
missionary, kindly; "and when the hour
OF our dissolution comes, God grant that
Jour happiness and rssignatisn may b.
| ours. too T.
A violent shuddcr suddenly ran through
the wasting breath 10 faster rotation than
ever. lie had reached the dark river. A.
ready his frail bark had left the shore. and
. minute more would close the scene.
''Come-a little - nearer, }" he murmured,
his voice now reduced to whisper. One
~ one he pressed the hands Of thoss
around, and - he came to his venerable a.
tendans the latter asked whether there was
anything unpleasant in his departure.
No; nothing. lpraysd when q child
prayed without ce.sing-and now die,
but with sinless soul for There was
On effort in the usterance Of the last few
words, that seemed to exhaust oil power.
Yet his lips continued 70 move, and, as
quickly as possible, bens down to catch
tho words. Close atteAtion rendered them
distineuishabls. and esiaed oil that could
be desired. It vas his last remark on
Garth and. a. parting speech, one more
beautiful aid expressive could never ersh
from mortal tongue-"I have done the
best I could -
"'ris easy to write it on paper and cast
Il hastily aside, but the sentiment is too
sublime to be marrcd by careless cen.iders-
ton. Done the best he could What n
liking evidence Of the souls purity and
perfect ftncss for immortality! repeated
the words 10 the crowd. just ss had heard
them from the mans mouth, and there was
not dry eye present. My gaze again rest
I'd upon the PROSTATE form. Both lips had
ceased to move. then felt of his hand, but
Il was Geld and colorless. The missionary
having brcathed a short prayer, leaned mo-
mentsriiy over the rigid body, and 40 he re-
sumed his former posture be remarked: TT
Sall over. We have seen Christian die |
aud God grant that you may not soon for |
get It,"
The acme Vas ended, and the curtain |
mad fallen. Morehsld had calmly passed |
away; the sun Of his life, oncs calm and
radiant, had gone down shind the dim
horizon to come up no more.
That same day lefs The village, and .
short time aftsrward learned that the body
OF my friend, in accordance with his last \
request, had been buried By hia brothers
side. Some had planted little vines above
them, - just tokens Of fidelity; and these
my sprouts, simple - they might appsas
1t nrss. viii soon unfo'd their beaaly, end /
psrchsncs, sntwine their frail tsndris to-
gether. to show that the two kindred spir.
It's are likewise entwined in each Others
arms in Paradise
TINS MAsosIc LADDER was represented by
the artists Of the middle ages. in the form
Of n c00metrlral atnirraSa and u,ev - ->... |