The Lafayette advertiser. [volume] (Vermilionville [i.e. Lafayette], La.) 1865-19??, 1869-08-28
A Touching Story,

The following affecting narrative pur.
ports 10 have been given by a father to
his son as warning derived from his own
bitter experience Of the sin of resisting a
mothers love and counsel:
What agony was on my mothers face
when all that she had said and suffered
failed to move me. She spoke to me nc
more until she reached her own door.
"It's school time now," she said. "Go
my son, and once more let me beseech you
th;::s upon what have said"
II shan't 60 to school," said I.
She looked astonished at my boIdqess
but replied firmly: as
certainly you will, Alfred l conlnaad
you.' -
II will not" said l.
zone Of two things you must do Alfred
either go to school this mirute, osskMil!
lock you up in your own room aadeep
You there until you promise. implicit 6be
dience to my wishes in the future"
Il dare you. do it," said I, as my moth
er laid her hand upon my arm. She trer.
bled violently, and was desthly pale. ''If
you touch me will kick you." said in
fearful rage. God knows l knew no,
what said.
will you 60. Alfred y
"No" replied, but quailed beneath
her eyes.
Then follow me-" said she, as she grasp
ed my arm firmly. raised my foot
"Oh my son, hear mel raised my foot
and kicked her-my sainted mother. How
my heart reels as the torrent Of memory
rushes over me! NV mot her male few
steps and leaned against the wall. She
did not look at me. saw her heart beat
againts her breast, 30 Heavenly Father 7
she cried. forgive him-he knows no
what he does !" The gardener just then
passing the door. and seeing my mother
was pale and almost unable to support
herself, came in.
"T~ke this boy up stairs and lock hin
in his own room." and turned off from me
1t was look Of agony. mingled with the
most intense love /; it was the unutterable
pang from heart that was broken.
In a moment l found myself prisoner
in my own room thought for a moment
l would fling myself from the op-n W in
dow. but felt that was afraid to die.
was not penitent. At times my heart wa
subdued, but my stubbornness rose in al
instant, and bade me not yield vet. Th
pale face Of my mother haunted me. If1un!
myself on mysbed and fell asleep. Just a
twilight heard footstep approach, NJ.
door. II was nv sister.
"Wbat .hallI tell mother for you |!
she asked.
..Nothing! !" replied.
30 Alfred, for my sake say, for all ou
sakes, say YOU are sorry. She longs t
forgive you."
4 / would not answer. l heard her foot
steps Aowiy retreating, and again flung
myself on the bed to pass aswretched AM
fearful night.
i Another foot<tep, slower and more fee
ble than my sisters, disturbed me.
"Alfred, my son, shall come in = sli
asked.
| cannot tell what influence operating
at that moment, made me speak advers
to my feeling. The gentle voice of m
mo,ller, that thrilled me, melted the ic
from my heart, and l longed to throw my
self upon her neck but l did not. NJ
word gave the lie to my heart when sail
/ l was not sorry. heard her Withdraw
l heard her groan. Ionged to call he
back but | did.not. 20 5@'n
| l was awakened from an uneasy slum
Der BY hearing my name called loudly
and my sister stood at my bedside.
i Get up, don't wait minute-get u
and come with me. Mother is dying !"
thought was yet dreaming, but | 60
up mechanically and followed my sistp
On the bed, pale as marble, lay my mo,he
She had thrown herself upon the bed I
rest, and raising to 90 again to me sh
was seized with palpiiation Of the hear
land borne to her room.
4 Icannot tell yon my agony IS I-looke
/ upon her-my remorse was ten fold mo'
4 bitter from.the thought that she woul
.lnever know it. believed myself he
murderer. fell on the bed besides her
i'll could not weep. Ny heart burned viii
, LIN my bosom. my brain was on fire. NJ
. sister threw her arms around me and weE
I tn silence. Suddenly we saw motion I
mothers hand; her eyes uuciosed ST.
. had recovered her consciousness. but NJ
; iher epeech. She looked at me and move
| her lips. / could not understand her word
: ..Mother! mother!" shrieked, ''say Of
. " that you forgive mel
She could not .ay with her lips, but h
hand pressed mine. -,
She smiled upon me, and lifted her thi
white hand she clasped my own With
!. and cast her eyes upward.
She moved her lips in prayer, and th'
[,he died. remained kneeling beside. he
that dear form, Till my sister removed m