Abbeville press. [volume] (Abbeville, S.C.) 1860-1869, 1869-06-18

never received mothers tender
touch OF loving kiss.
A few moments after tho severe
manner in which This mother had
dealt with her boy, 81 visitor was an
nounccd, and she smilingly entered
the parlor TO receive her.
go, Mrs. Brown, L could not rest
until 1 camc TO inquire how poor little
Willie is, after his dreadful fright and
narrow escape from DEATH" said Mrs
Grcyson, as she arose and gavo her
hand 20 her friend.
"WiiIic! Why what do you mean
What fright arc you alluding to?"
caid Mrs. Brown, turning drcadfully
pale, as she waited for reply.
"Why, did he not tell you? Is it
possible yon do not know? I sat in
my window opposite and saw the
whole occurrence. The little fellow
had brought his pretty vclocipcdc TO
the sidewalk aud was riding up and
down before your door, when Il fright
cncd horse, dragging broken car
riagc, dashed around The corner upon
the sidewalk: end in one second ,hc
child was thrown violently over, stri-
king his head against the pavement,
while his little propeller lay in irag
ments around him. Willie was inn
mcdiately picked up, but to all ap-
pcarancc was unhurt, going unnssisted
into the house. The blow he received
was so heavy l felt worried, and
therefore came over 10 see if he was
really uninjurcd? Where is he 4?
The last words were spoken 10
empty air, for, starting up and clasp
ing her hands upon. her forehead,
Mrs. Brown had rushed from the
room. Following the footsteps Of
the pallid woman, Mrs. G;cyson en-
tered the sitling-room, to find the
mother bending over the insenSi3!c
form OF her son, calling upon him in
aSonizing tones 10 speak to her, if
only ono word, to let her hear his|
voice again.
Mrs. Grcyscn hastily removed her
wrappiags, i'll order TO give assistance
in this hour. Q: nccd, and after seek
ing to sco;he her hali.dstlacicd
iricnd, the left the room and despatch
cd a servant Tor The nearest physi-
clan.
Hours passed-tut still TIC heavy
stupor into Which the Child lad fallen
remained unbroken. A yIolcn. blow
upon the skull was the cause assigned
by The medical atlencant, and great
fears were expressed ss to the result.
But poor Mrs. Brown-foy her ii
was dreadful awaking 10 scns@f
hec own sad shortcomings. and mis-
takes. She entered into no exp!ana-
tion 10 the watching friends around
hcr; her t!cati4tnL Of bcr child was
witnessed by no enc, and therefore
her conscience was her only accuscr.
"Why,' whispered that silent moniLor,
chad s!!e not listened to the child's
story, aud Needed his pale cheeks and
quirering lips7 0, why Lad she !a.-
len into such passion; why ever
been so uncLaritablc and hard 10 her
children? What, if he shoald die,
would Sic ever Cease to regard herself
as his murdercr?" How it wrung her
mind and sent an icy chill through
her heart. Bitterly now she repent
ed her hasty passion; bitterly recalled
every harsh and unkind word which
sue had spoken to her boy.
Little Willie died the next morn
ing! But twice was the wretched
mother allowed to hear bis feeble
voice. Once, when he murmured,
"Mothcr, it is all broken )" and again
when opening his blue eyes suddenly,
he gazed around and said, "Won'L
some one Kiss mo 2"
1t is unnecessary to speak of the
heartfelt kisses which that sclrup-
braiding mother pressed upon those
dying lips; Of the wild agony which
caused her to press his cold. dead
form to her bosom, until she sank
fainting by his side.
Mrs. Brown was a different woman
when she arose from the bed to which
she was long. confined, after that sad
dayc No harsh, angry words issued
now from her lips; no cold; uuloyipg
looks now met her children. whau
they came into. her, presence-but
instead, there were tender tones and
gentle smiles. i, ..t ca,a r,,, ~,
MothersI is there not a. word ir
this little story for you2 Does it not
whisper. that your little ones, lpee%
affection and sympathy2 I wouls
not wish it to be inferred from these
aemsrks that parents should no, gov
ernf and some times rebuke. their, CHI
dren, for this is a command eniIoinees
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