Gold Hill daily news. [volume] (Gold Hill, N.T. [Nev.]) 1863-1882, 1873-03-14
rHNaoss1p OF GOLD HILL.


,ontains a very prettilY written little
tory by Mrs. W. w. Maeomber, entl-
led "The Gossip Of Gold HILL" 1t Is
bout a young woman from a New
England village. who came to the land
# washoe u few years ago, before
was any railroad here, in search
If her husband who had preceded her.
She came to the vesey House, Gold
Hill, with her infant child, and put up
here for a day or two. Her husband
was q miner and his cabin was on the
hillside near by. She had telegraphed
10 him that she was coming, but ne
failed to receive tho message, and was
gone on a prospecting trip to Reese
or somewhere else where he
could not be readily communicated
with. Her name was Amy, and she
was a delicate, sensitive little woman
unused to the ways OF the
world, therefore, her refined, gentle
nature, was deeply wounded by the
lack Of sympathy she experienced At
the hands Of her own sex, the few
friends she met with or who showed
her any civility, being only among the
sterner sex. Her funds falling short,
In order to economist, by the advice
OF Mr. Bliss, an old friend Of Harry's
whom she had accidentally met With,
she took her little one and went to
live In the cabin Of her husband, Har-
y. There on the hillside she felt lone
liar than ever for she found no friend
ship or sympathy among the few wo-
men who wero her neighbors ; they
regarded her with suspicion. and even
threw out unkind %insinuations regard
ing her character. The greatest kind
ness or civility she met with was on a
few occasions from a rough miner who
had noticed her in passing to and from
his work, and whose kindly instincts
prompted him to offer any assistance
bs could render to the lone stranger
and her child living In the rude cabin
Soon her little one sickened and died,
vet no assistance In her distress could
she get from any Of tho gossipy un-
sympathising women Of Gold Hill, who
evidently feared some communicating
influence would result to them from
any acquaintance with her. Even one
ievout Methodist sister would not risk
her stock OF religion In the matter
The rough miner wo have mentioned
was her best friend at last. He was
passing on the way to his work and
remembering Its tlmid, lonely, little
occupant, he gazed with q protecting
look at the rude cabin.
All was quiet, and he wondered to
see the Pickering of a lamp within,
dImmed by the morning sun. The
door was ajar, and he felt a strange
impulse to enter. There was no re.
Spouse to his light knock. and he push
ed the door a trile further open. There
sat Amy-tearless, and rigid almost
as the ~lifeless baby In her arms. The
horror that had rested In the chlld''
ewes during tho last convulsive agony
had transferred itself now to the
amazed mothers, and there was only
peace aud beauty on the baby face.
o! 20 whose tender buds Of promise
have been plucked from fairest gar
dens, which lacked neither dew no,
rain, thank God that you spared thu
sharper anguish Of those patien
mourners who have watched the ligh
of life 20 out, for lack Of the abund
ance Just beyond their grasp-forevel
haunted by the memory Of childish
ewes full OF unreasoning appeals To-
simplest comforts which they coult
not give.
The miner dropped his lunch.pai
| and his awkwardness together, ant
gently disengaged the child, laid Amy
on her bed, aud ran for brandy and 10
male assistance. Entertaining q vague
conviction that a minister would con
s,itute an appropriate feature Of thu
scene, no afterwards left the Mctho
dist sister, devoutly hoping that thu
Lords dealings might not DO In vain
| and giving the haplsss mother many
pious exhortations, walked 70 Virgins
In quest of u recent ecclesiastical I'm
portation which that city possessed IL
the person Of a young Episcopal rec
tor. There was q funeral that after
noon. at the expense Of the miner ant
his friends, for sympathy In that ell
mate generally takes a circuitou
route through the pocket. Amy wa
quiet and fearless again ; and the Meth
| odist sister despsiringly remarked. a
she was enjoying her first driY
In Washoe at the v%icarlous ex
pense already mentioned, "tha
It was mighty strange how hard
hearted some folks were ; for II Molli
should die now, In one OF her Group!
spells, she should take on awfully, sn
was sure ; but then there was no &C
couutin' for the difference In people
and for her part, she could never o
| too thankful that the Lord had mad
| her TO differ and she hoped 1t woui.
be a lesson to them all" Probably,
was a lesson, for they all seemed az
inclined to talk. and so she gradual;
subsidized into silence. A decent col
ored woman, who dropped In to tn
service at the house. took Amy's han
as she went out, and said ''Bress you
honey Use sure de Lord hisself Is wi
you, or you couldn't be so quiet-liks
an lie dear baby goue." a kind lad
from Virginia City came down wit
the rector, and insisted on taking tn
stricken mother home with her; bu
Amy, docile In all else, refused to &c
They did not leave her again; an
after = few days Of delirium, In whic
Harry was painfully absent, while bah
seemed ever before her-now a chill
of earth, with wants unsatistied ; the
an angel child. treadlng with charme
feet the courts Of Paradise ; and agai
a happy babe, pressing with soft elias
the mothers aching breast-she gail
cred herself up, ono early twilight
and with the mother-love flashing fror
her eyes, put out both her arms, sayin
softly, Mamma Is coming" and wa
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