The Bolivar bulletin. [volume] (Bolivar, Hardeman County, Tenn.) 1865-1888, 1876-01-27

the bright, frank smile upon his face, the |
CHEEKY word upon his tongue. Good /
| bye" he said, to the man in the door
way.
The man stood for an instant in the
/ doorway looking after US. Goodbye"
he said.
We went on along the road that from
the beginning of time it was ordained
we were to go. I erept back into my
/ corner.
''Do not 90 to Sleep" the pleasant
voice warned me from the front.
'"Thank you," l replied, cheered and
warmed by its hearty glow. 81 viii not
go to sleep"
Then followed long silence, In which
I had views of the falling snow, the
white hills above US, the white hills still
below us, in which / heard sounds from
creaking, grooming branches, from the
wind sweeping savagely past us. Then
uncOnquerable drowsiness, fast coming
darlness-then night.
I felt hand on my face, then on my
shoulder, shaking me roughly; a sweet
cheering voice in my ears, calling me back
to life.
of YOU 90 to sleep now, you won't
wake up again," it said.
woke with a sudden start, for an In
slant, to a full consciousness Of time and
place. / was not cold, only sleepy. 81
am quite awake" / replied. "Haye we
far to gO?'
Give miles" and the voice was still
the same CHEEKY voice that had heard
, from the first. He spoke to me often af-
ter that; then saw him as in a dream, fix
ing a blanket that he had taken from the
| horses back, to the hickory bows over
; head, to keep the snow from driving in
upon me, for was covered with it to
. my knees. As God is my Judge did not
then clearly know what he was doing, or
! would have stopped him. | did not
? feel cold, though I knew afteward that /
i was then freezing. and / did not think he
was cold. / did not think at all. I was
Z far past that. / had begun a longer
} journey than had started upon.
! In that longer journey l dreamed of
: home, of the wondrous Christmas mira
D Gle, the lighted tree of the glad faces
' of children, whose voices l heard. l
heard one OF them repeat two or three
p times, with startling distinctness, eve
are lost" / was conscious that the child
: who said it had thrown herself into my
: arms, and was lying there dull heavy
: weight But aside from the cry it was
all bright and pleasant-this real, terri
o bic journey through the snow, over the
rough dangerous mountain road, in that
y far off December. The dream lasted a
long while, through all that night, and
the day following and the night following
r that.
When l awoke from it / was in large
P room, which / had never seen before.
. There were piles of the softest blankets
e upon me, there was great wood fire
r blazing on the hearth, and | had never
+ felt so warm and comfortable in all my
life. There were two strangers in the
n room, man and woman, whose faces
: were kindly ones, but sorely troubled.
. When / stirred, and they saw | recog-
. nized them, they came and stood by my
+ bed.
"Where am I7' asked of them.
d "At Ilium, in the house of the MethO-
dist minister"
Q GLOW long have 1 been here?'
"Since night before last. You came
n in the stage, and the horse stopped be-
fore our door" the man said.
d "What day is this ?"
: cit is Christmas day." the woman re-
n piled, taking my hand in hers.
81 have been i'll, thenT
eyes p
"There was boy brought me here
% % "He is here too The voice that said
: it was husky with tears, and the hand
that held mine shook.
"He has been i'll, too"
70 eyes %
n els lie better now?"
"He was never 80 we'll He will never
% be i'll again"
> 1 looked into the face of the woman
10 who said this, and l saw that her eyes
Re were red with weeping.
Ie disengaged the hand she held. and
turned my face to the wall.
Q The woman laid her hand upon my
m arm.
II "YOu must not feel like that. It il
4 better so. He had only one friend, and
If he is with him this beautiful Christina
an morning. He had no home here. 1t i!
N Christmas day, and he is at home there.
s. / took in mine the comforting hanC
that lay upon my arm.
,g 81 would like to see him, - l said. "Ht
gave his life for me-"
n They took me down afterward to wha
I had been the family sitting-room. Their
v were warm, red curtains at the windows;
a bright, glowing carpet on the floor
he there were punches of holly and laure
Az scattered here and there, and over al
was the atmosphere of home.
at 1hey lefC me at the DOOR went Il
and stood by the side of the couch OF
re which they had laid him. The eyes O
tender blue were closed forever, and tn
so yellow hair was parted over his boyisl
be brows, and still about the brave, swee
Id mouth the bright smile played as it di
Nv at that first moment of our meeting
it. when my implied doubt of him called
se, there. He lay before me dead, in ali tn
ut glow and promise of his youth.
ed But the smile which triumphed abov
deaths ruin, rebuked me, and as I stooI
w ed to kiss the lips of the beautiful boy,
he knew, as well. as man could know, this
St he was not dead that He who had give
he more life to the dead girl and the widow
son had given it also to him and that b
IN had only gone farther upon his journe
Id. than Into q sWeeteT, fuller, MOI
rs, gracious life than he had ever know
at And I also knew that I should see hil
IL again if l but made my own life as brav,
unselfsh, and true as his had been.-
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