The Hillsborough recorder. [volume] (Hillsborough, N.C.) 1820-1879, 1876-01-05
HOW THEsUNLIGHT CANE.
One Qf m. Quads 1eautya Pss Pistwes.

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pour In through crazy shutters and over
the bare floors Just as cliscrily as II filters
through lace curtains and breaks Into gol.
den fragments over velvet carpets. And
Gods frrv air came to the desolate roomRs
well, though when II had crossed tlle
decaying roofs and hinge, ed for moment
ON the weather-beaten sills II was no lon-
ger pure. @
Do you know what poetry is2 A gaunt,
starved woliiaii with great black eyes
winch had look Of hunger and lerror, ~
u the shadow OF fiste had ciutclled her
throat. A bare room--not bare. because
II contained an old stove, a wre.ched bed,
broken chair, a bench, and-but moth
Ing more. The gaunt, starved face wo4
mall bad -ead 60 eat t--bread aud nothing
else. A bare room--bread and water.
That Is poetry. That Is what brings TO
the heart that feeling OF loneliness and
grim despair which is poisoned out Of life
or quenehed. Ikea fiickering light, In the
green waters OF the river which creeps
softly past the city aud carries every bur-
den Of sorrow and woe 10 the bosom Of the
lake.
Why did this woman live? Had life
one charm for her? Perhaps she asked
herself these questions as she sat With her
face In her hands and looked out upon the
cold, cherries day. There were no tears
In her grea, black eyes-only such look
OF woe aud despairthat the world should
have been there 20 see is aud TO have II
painled on their hearts.
"sfOtheri' ... a.ms. ee ..-.-.-@.af All.
A title wasted form on the wretched
bed-a bony hand on the ragged quilt
voice which told Of hunger aud pain aud
weary waiting. # H "A
She bent over him, and for moment q
mothers love shone In her eyes. and her
wriakled hand rested On bis pale face With
such tenderness as ouiy nother has
'Iift me up aud let mesee the sunshine,
he whispered. trying 20 put his arms
arund her neck.
There IN no sunshine, she whispered
I'm reply, sob in herihruat.
kiss me, mother, and call me wien
the sunlight comes kgffr,' he said.
She knew that lie had been dying for
week--sInkIng slowly and surely into
eternity. but sh. had no friends to call in
she cp,lld only weepoysr him and pray
God thai she might soon follow. With
gap and "a sob sEis pressed her lips % his
forehead, then turned away TO struggle
with her despair and her great sorrow'
The eloudy, cherries day failed into
dusk. she reused herself for moment
aud peered through the gloom to see II
her boy stiIl slept, and then sle Whispered
with her thoughts ngain. And such
thOnghtsf l @ ~
When the darkness covered the bare
floor n with mantle, aud when she
could no longer see her own poverty, the
boy suddenly cried out: i,
Mother mother! The sunIlght has
come =
Not yet dear Ned-not yet, Il isnight
now
But see the sun--it lights MI the room
lit bIazes Into my facsp he called.
There II no sun; ID Is cold and dark =
s,se srbbed.
And Ii grows brighter and I hear such
sweet music. and see little Tommy Y he
whispered, whllS through the darkness
sl.e saw bis white face srow radiant
You re dreaming = Sic @BUed.
IT sas such bright sun The music
Is 20 sweet Y he whispered, clasping her
hard
II Is dark-It Snyhtp she gnspes, but
Ne iid not hear.
The sunlight had truly come, but II was
the sunlight-thc golden rays reflected
from the gates ofheayen-ahd NOD the
sunlight Of earth. The mysterlJtis cur
tain hiding the ya,ley Of death haifllrted
for his spirit 10 pnts under, and wos had
been left behind.
Aud Of her ? ASK the sladowsof night
ask tI,e river. When they found his
little dead body she was not there. They
sannut find her. IL she "A dead God did
not judge her rharshiy.
4a#H# .sssss ssssstsess- a3 a. #z
Nor ALLOWED At TnE PARTY. The
Etlansa Constitution ssys: Yesterday ~
We we're passing street beyond the Atlan-
"a sledicaf yellege and on which a mum.
b.r or negrbes reside. We heard afi old ne
aro calling oai bis wife;
.Mauda I Il you got dem chickens cor-
,sled IL Dc snake house like | told yerf
NJ No laH' like TO know whar's dc mat.
ter wid you. dat yon'ssd 'tickley about dem
chickens al d opcsl' she replied. A.
.'Nebber you inlhd 4 Ihbows whsf's De
matter and OATS putt tiil dsHf chickeus is
housed When / hests Dat dem uiggars
ober dar in de next yard l. gvine 20 bab .
Marty tomorrow night. | wants 10 be shore
Dat my chickens doesn't tend Il. you hear
mer -..
The chickens we're al once locked up.