Marshall County Republican. (Plymouth, Ind.) 1856-1878, 1871-03-09

surprised, disappointed look haunted
me all the evening. I went off to sing
ing-school, and remember how harsh
and diseordant everything sounded tc
me, and how heavy my heart was.
was glad when it was over. Ibid not
stop to talk with any of the boys and
girls, but ran home as fast as could.
Where's WILL" said /, as soon as ]
got inside of the door, "He has gone
up to bed, :" replied my mother. "He
doesn't seem to feel well tonight. y
"Oh what if he should be sick and
die,n thought. 81 should feel like q
murderer / tried to prop myself up
in my anger by thinking of all the ugly
things he had said to me; but at the
lonely tribunal of my own conscience
/ felt condemned, and convinced that
had been the most to blame. When I
went up to our room, Will was asleep,
with traces of tears on his flushed face,
which made me fell so miserably mean
that l could scarce resist the longing
which came over me to wake him up
and tell him how sorry was for what
l had said. As stood looking at him
in this softened mood, he stirred un-
easily in his sleep. In moment the
old animcsity came back, and NV heart
grew cold and unloving. SO 1 laid
down by his side, with my mind sgita-
ed between anger at him and
the tenderer brotherly feelings
which would assert themselves,
until at last L fell asleep; and 1
dreamed that | had been away from
home for long time, and now L was
coming back. I was so happy in the
thought of seeing Mother and Will that
l ran all the way up the village street.
As l hastened along, I kept thinking of
Will, and how bitter our feelings had
often been toward each other. / SAID
to myself: III make him love me now I;
for know now what a warm, loving
heart lies underneath all his fun and
mischief 1 reached the house, and
pushed open the front door. Not a
sound was heard. 1t seemed so strange
that no one should meet me. The little
parlor-door stood open, and the sun flick
cred through the grapevines that shaded
the windows, and painted the futtering
leaves down on the gay rag-carpet.
/ looked in. In the center of the
room was something covered with a
white cloth. Somebody was dead. Was
it mothers Gould it be Wilt / hur-
ried forward and raised the cover; and
there lay my only brother, rigid and
cold in the sleep of death. God had
taken me at my word, and Will was
gone, without forgivingme for nv cruel
words. j thought of all his pleasant
little ways; all the little impulsive,
generous things he had done; and
recollected how cold, distant and repel-
liant 1 had been. Oh. how did feel.
/ prayed and prayed to God to let me
say one word to my brother, l beg
ged VIII to come back, and / would
never speak another unkind word
to him. But while Iwrithed with agony,
and was crushed with despair,
he was still and cold; while
l kne't by his side, hopelessly beseech-
ing him to forgive ne, he lay silent
and deaf to all my entreaties. At last
/ saw him open his eyes and smile low
ingly on me. With scream Of Joy
clasped him in my arms; and awoke.
to find VIII sitting u'o In bed looking
at me. why, Peter, said he, 'you
have been groaning and talking in your
sleep. and / have been trying to wake
You up. Are you sick. Peterl Shall
run down and tell mother9' 'Oh,
Will, said /, crying as if my heart
would break, Il dreamed that you were
dead, and that we had not made up
our quarrel. And then told him all
about it, and lie cried, too. 'This is a
warning, sad Let us get up and
promise God that we will be good to
each other so long as we live; and then
perhaps it won't come true Hand In
hand we did take the VOW, and after g
long time We went to sleep-oh, SO
happy and grateful that it was only a
dream.
"Will and / lived long life togeth-
er after that, but we never had another
word of disagreement and, when he
came to die, the recollection Of the
unity of our lives softened the blow tC
me. We shall not be separated long,
for my race is nearly run, and / know
that when come to cross the river
shall find Will waiting to receive me
on the other side. Ny dear boys, it i:
such comfort to me now, when 60 tS
visit his grave, to think that 1 never
again said an impatient or cross wore
to him.
While the old man was telling hi,
story, Charlie had crept close TO Eddie,
and had taken his hand in his and sc
the two had listened with tears in theil
eyes.
just now Farmer Brown cams
out to greet Uncle Peter, and tn,
CHEEKY voice of Mrs. Brown an
nounced that tea was ready. Tn,
boys fingered a moment. eddie,
said Charlie, squeezing the hane
he held, Z" / am going to be real good Z.
you after this" "And / won't do an,
more things to plague you, either" sait
Eddie, with quivering lip. 81 dom
want you to die" "Well, there, there,
said Charlie, "don't cry. I'll make yo,
a splendid windmill tomorrow, ant
with a struggle) I'll lend you my jack
knife, too"
After this Charlie and Eddie wer,
loving brothers. True, they did no
become angelic all at once. But the,
learned to "bear and forbear," and t.
apply the "Golden Rule" and so b,
degrees, all inequalities of temper wer'
smoothed away, and as long as the,
lived they never ceased to be grateful
for the lesson they learned from I" Uncl
Peters Dream"
/ A REMARKABLE instance of the effica
cy of abstaining from medicine is to b
found in Virginia lady who has reach
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