Connecticut western news., 1872-05-17

anu pldCeu Ter nand sSIIly on my SnOu1- der. saying, "Ella, my poor child."
 But l never moved, but sat gazing with wide open eyes upon an awful picture A cold gray afternoon, pond, and little figure we'll known to me suddenly disap- bearing through the treacherous ice, down, down, the little hand grasping at the treacherous weeds, the sweet mouth full of water. And those wicked, sinful words ringing through my ears ~ don't care where you go, SO long as you keep out of my sight," There was mist before my eyes, ringing in my ears. remember leaving the house with blind feeling of going where my Harry was. Then came horrible sense of the earth breaking away at my feet, and knew no more.
 A pleasant feeling of warmth, languid sense pervaded my whole system. opened my eyes and glared around the room. A strange woman by the fire; at the foot of the bed my husband, with his hands over his eyes. I tried to think what had happened, but in vain. Then my at tention was arrested by little figure in red flannel night dress cuddled up in Q big chair-my Harry. Then it all flashed across my mind. sat up straight in bed with faint, "Why, what is it9
 "You must not talk lie down. Oh 1! darling!" and the strong man wept like 8 child. And the little figure came and jumped on my bed, and, putting his arms around my neck, cried too. And l, pug zled to know what it all meant, cried also. The strange figure came and took Harry away, saying:- .1
 "Be careful now, Mr. Loring; every thing depends upon quiet"
 "Tell me all now" said :" I don't know. had such horrible feeling. Oh, Harold, dreamed Harry was drowned" /"
 His face grew white.
 He was near death. George Gray got him out of the pond. Gray sent down to the office for me. I went after Dr. Hopper and came right up. There was but 2 spark of life, but we succeeded at last" ..s.----.. .....
 "How many days ago was it, Harold 9'' said I.
 "seven weeks ago, yesterday" said he smiling. .,rsA
 "SeYen weeks!' said I. Impossible p
 "You have been sick with the brain fever, Ella. You were very near death for days we despaired of ever seeing you conscious. You would say, Harry is drowned, and 1 made him drown himself! Last night Dr. Hopper said, The crisis is at hand; if she lives through the night she will get well.' Oh, Ellal I am so thankful you are spared to me-" ...
 "I have been weak and sinful, Harold,' '' said l, and then told him all, not keeping back anything. ~ff1
 He heard me through, stroking my hair in gentle fashion. When had finished he said ..... ..... .r
 "It has taught you a lesson, Ella, dear" And that was all.
 l soon recovered. For & long time could not bear Harry out of my sight. | It seemed as if I could not do hall enough to atone for my wicked conduct. The thought makes me shudder now as ii it had been that Harry had never come back to me, and that the last words he had heard from his mother's lips were sc unkind. have had three children since and not one of them has ever received { cross or hasty word from me. Oftentime! my patience is severely tired, but ont thought of that horrible death to whicl Harry came so near, drives the demoI away.
 Mothers, bear patiently with these lit tie innocent ones. Are there not many whose eyes, resting upon this simple story, are filled with tears at the recol lection of the unkind words, and ever blows, to little children laid away forever who would give all their worldly pos sessions, yes, years of their lives, to recal those nasty words which made their lip quiver pitifully, and the clear eyes din with tears? An! you cannot have then back. They are gone, and your sin re mains.