The St. Cloud journal. [volume] (St. Cloud, Minn.) 1866-1876, 1869-03-04

NO. 33.
ne'd OF an army in an enemys country
would haze rendered her name immor-
tai. AS the president Of college for
Young men, ebe would have served her
country and her generation. In her
present Place she: was like an elephant
In flower garden.
Miss Ironton came to Marsara,,s
SIDE then stepped back, took TIE Gun
she had applied to Peters lips. raised
her head and held it to her to dr;nl
1t was wine and water, She had in.
tended to do him good at the last. T.
revived Margaret, and as the strono
woman laid her back upon the pillow
she said:
II have been having the matron.s
room cleaned to-day, and shall have YOU
carried into it tomorrow"
She would have commanded respect
in prison cell; and Margaret had had
meat to eat of which Miss Ironton
knew not, and drink which for the time
queoched every feeling Of anger or re-
sentiment. She therefore thanked her.
saying she would rather not be reuov.
cd until Monday, and Miss Ironton left
the room as calmly a: usual, read her
usual number of hours, took her biscuit
and wine, went to bed and slert her
usual sleep.
The next morning about ten o'clock.
a man in rough dress, with soiIed lin.
en- and a-coarse face, came into the room
With little black coffin under his arm
and looking around over the beds
found what he wanted. He set the
coffin on the floor, took off the lid, turn
ed down the sheet, lifted the unloycIy
little body and laid it in the narrow
bed. 1t was all uncovered from the
waIst down, and was very thin and blue.
There was no winding sheet, no flowers,
no tears, no prayers, no unnecessary
trouble of any kind. The man adjust
ed the body in the cofin, screwed down
the lid, took it under his right arm, his
screw driver in bis left band, and went
ont. AS he crossed the yard, Margaret
sa" him pass around the drawing room,
on the outside of course past the bow
window, with its now leaAess roses
and disappear with the coffin under his
arm.
There was general belief at "The
Home" that he buried the BODY of
Peter, and most people believed he had
buried all the other little bodies which
re had 'carried out of the Institution
In that same way. Upon this general
belief is founded the statement that
forty per cent. of the children got into
little graves, and up to this time the
fact Of burial has not been seriously
disputed. But be that as it may, when
the man in the rough grey coat disap-
peared around the drawingroom, with
the little coffin under his arm, another
''graln of sand' was disposed of, and
Miss lronton worked on as diligently
as before scooping out with her shovel
Education-that "basin which holds
the ocean Of the In6nite," viz: form
ing society,".
While the scene Just described was
and while 1argaret saw it
with those organs of sight which death
shall close forever, another and very
differ ent class of events was transpir-
ing before that spiritual vision from
which the scales shall fall when this body
is put aside as garment. When her
soul arose in the might of agony and
uttered that great cry on behalf of the
feeble sufferer, her eyes were opened,
and whether in the body or out of the
body she knew not, but she saw Peter
jV6t as he lay on his poor hard bed,
With parched lips and pinched face, but
ho was not alone, for around him we're
a company Of shining ones. At his
head was strong angel, and she knew
it was the Apostle whose name the lit
tie sufferer bore, who stretched out his
hand, touched the unlove1y little head,
and said:
"Almost there, Peter almost there
you will never deny Him, never!''
At the side stood the mother angel,
holding Peters hand and looking down
as though she would have him rise and
walk. Others hovered around, and
when Peter again "gasped" water It h.
mother reached her hand to a tin cup
which stood on window sill, aud q
shade passed over her face. Just then
Aunt Becky returned, followed closely
BY Miss 1rontou, bearing bottle and
lamp. They did not see the light nor
The messengers, for their eyes were
holden; but as they came up, the
strong angel laid his hand on Becky's
head, saying:
"Shc hath done what she could -
From Miss Ironton-Margaret won
lered she had never before seen them
there radiated inuumerable quiveriug
arrows, slender as rays Of light aud
cleaning like Furnished steel. From
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