The Morristown gazette. [volume] (Morristown, Tenn.) 1867-1920, 1878-06-12

young heart and 1 wished 1 was nj
home. The old man looked up, and
| never have since beheld such NOR
tai agony pictured on a human face
as there was on his.
/" It was morning when I awoke,
and the storm had ceased, but the
cold was intense. I first secured q
drink of water, and then looked in
the accustomed place for Mary. AS
I missed her, for the first time, a
shadowy scene of some horrible
nightmare began to draw upon my
wandering mind. thought had a
horrible dream. but involuntarilv
opened the outside doer with shud-
dering dread. As the door opened
the snow burst in. followed by the
fall of something across the thresh.
old, scattering the snow, and strik-
ing the floor with a sharp sound.
my blood shot like red hot ar
rows through my veins, and rub
bed my eyes to shut out the sight.
It was-it-O God how terrible |
1t. was my own injured Mary and
her baby, frozen to iceI The ever
trne mother had bowed herself over
the face of the child to shield IL,
and wrapped all her clothing round
it, leaving her own person stark and
bare to the storm. She had placed
her hair hair over the face OF the
child, and the sleet had frozen it to
the white cheek. The frost was
white on its half opened eyes, and
upon its tiny fngere. know not
what became Of my brave boy" q
Again the old man bowed his head
and wept. My father sobbed like
child. IL tones of low and heart
broken pathos, the old man thus
continued: ta ls
was arrested, and for long
months raved in delirium. woke;
was sentenced to prison ten years;
but no tortures could have been like
those endured within my own bo.
som. O, God, no!-I am not q IA
natic. 1 wish to injure no one. But
while l live will strive to urge 9TH
ers not to enter the path which has
been so dark and fearful a one to
me. 7 would see my wife and child
ren beyond this vale of tears" la
The old man sat down, and O spell
as deep and strong as that wrought
by some wizards breath rested upen
the audience. Hearts could have
been heard in their beating and tears
to fall. The old man then asked the
people to sign pledge. My father
leaped from his seat and snatched at
it eagerly. / had followed him. and
as he hesitated moment with the
pen In the ink, tear fell from the
old mans eye on the paper.
"Sign it. siga it, young man. An
gels would sign it. / would write
my name there ten thousand times
in blood ifit would bring back my
loved and lost ones"
Ny father wrote I" Mortimer Hud.
son. The old man locked, wiped
his fearful eyes and looked again,
his countenance alternately fiushad
with red and deadly pale. .,,.
ct is--no. 1t cannet be-yet how
strange,' muttered the old man.
Pardon me. sir. but that was the
name Of my brave boy"
My father trembled and held up
his left arm, from which the hand
had been severed. M ~ e@
They looked for a moment in each
others eyes; both reeled and gasped
"My own injured boy r ~
My father r. seF
They fell upon each others necks
untilit seemed that their soulswould
grow and mingIe into one. There
was weeping in that church. and L
turned bewildered upon the stream
ing faces around me, a as 4
Let me thank God for this great
blessing which has gladdened my
guilt-burdened SOUL" Eexclaimed the
old man and he knelt down. pouring
out his heart in one of the most melt
ing prayers I ever heard. The spell
was then broken. and all eagerly
signed the pledge-slowly going to
their homes, as if loath TO leave the
spot. nss IA as ai
The old man 10 dead, but the les
sol he taught his grandchild on his
knee. 40 the evening sun went down
with . cloud. viii never be forgot
ten. His "fanaticism" has lost none
Of its fire In my manhoed's heart.--
The Cs-istS0sa Sun. - fssgaEsa sE
Student: "Now, professor, do
you not believe that relations of
honor should exist hesween pupil
and teacherT' Professor /" Ger,
tainIy. sir" "Well. then. I tell yon,