Keowee courier. [volume] (Pickens Court House, S.C.) 1849-current, 1869-08-27
ground Of inability to agree which came at
The prisoner was atrldd and convicted at a
subsequent tern, and, at itheJ last moment,
confessed his crime en- the scaffold.
a Touching story.

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Tho following affecting narrative purports
to have been given by o father to his SOB as
q warning derived from his own bitter expe.
rience of the sin of resisting a mothers love
aud counsel:
| What agony was on my mothers face when
M that she had said aud suffered failed to
move me. She spoke to me no more until
she reached hor own door.
cts school time now" she. said. 800,
my son, and once more let me beseech you,
think upon what l have said"
~ shan't so to school," said I.
She looked nstonished at my boldness, but
replied firmly:
Certainly YOU will, Alfred I command
you"
81 will not" said I.
"Onc of two things you must do Alfred
either go to school this minute, or / will lock
you up in your " room and keep you there
until you promise implicit obedience to ny
wishes in the future"
q dare you do it." said !, Is aay mother
laid her hand upon my arm. She trembled
! violently, and was deathly pale. "If you
touch me will kick you," said in a fearful
rage. God knows l know not what / said.
"Will you 60, Alfredo
Ono" I replied, but l quailcd beneath her
eyes.
HThoh follow me-" said she, as she grasped
my arm firmly. | raised my foot ooh my
son hear mol raised my foot aud kicked
her-my saintod mother How my heart
reels as the torrent of memory rushcs over
me My mother made a few steps aud leaned
against the wall. She did not look at me-. [
saw hcr heart beat against her breast, 90
Heavenly Father! p sho Dried, ~"forgive him
ho knows not what he does |" The gardenor
just then passing tho door, and seeing my
mother was pale and almost unable to support
herself, came in.
"Takc this boy up stairs and lock him in
his own room" and turned off from me. 1t
was a look of agony, mingled with the most
Intense love; it was the ututtcrablc pang from
a heart that was broken.
In q moment I found myself q prisoner in
my own room. 1 thought for a moment |
would fling myself from the open window,
but l felt that | was afraid to die. I was not
penitcnt. At times my heart was subdued,
but my stubbornncss rose in on instant, and
bado me not yield yct. Tho pale face Of my
mother haunted mo. I flung mysoif on my
bed and fell asleep. just at twilight l heard
o footstcp approach my door. It was my s&e
sterssSA& ~
ssSsVhat shall l tell mother for you 7" she
asked.
"NothingV' I replied.
so Alfred, for my sake say, for all our
shkes, say you arc sorry. She longs to forgive
you.".
| would not answer. I heard her footsteps
slowly rctrcating, and again flung myself on
tho bed to pass q. wrctched and fearful night.
Another footstcp, slower and moro feeble
than my sisters, disturbed me.
"Alffcdymy son, shall l come in 2" she
asked.
cannot tell what influence operating at
that moment, made me speak adverse to my
feelings. The gentle voice of my mother, that
thrilled me-, melted the ice from nv heart,
and longcd to throw myself upon her mock
but did not. My word gavo tho lie to my
heart when ] said | was not sorry. 1 heard
hor withdraw. Ihcard her groan. I longcd
to call her back but I did not.
I was awakened from an uneasy slumber by
hearing my nnmc called loudly, and my sister
stood at my bedside.
sect up, don't wait a minutc-get mp and
como withsme. Mother is dyingp
! thought L was yet dreaming, but I got up
mechanically and followed my sister. On the
bed, pslo.as marble, lay my mother. sho had
thrown herself upon tho bed to rest, and rails.
ing to 80 again to mo she vas seized with
palpitasion q tho heart, aud borne to hor
Gaaifot tell you my agony as I looked up.
on hcrs~myy romorse was ton.fold more bitter
.t9~ w hhssn" .iut snc would never know
it,. believed myself her murderer. / fell
thu bod beside .her--I could mot wcep,
Myshcart burned within my bosom, ySbroin
was'on fire. My sister threw her arms around
mo and wept in silence. Suddenly We saw a
motion Of mothers hand; her eyes Enclosed.
She had recovered her consciousness. but not