Bristol news. [volume] (Bristol, Va. & Tenn.) 1867-189?, 1878-12-10

told me, 1t was no use. buL no "os q
very pretty boy. Eleven years OLD,
and deaf and dumb. Harder to mo
than other stray boys of course, his
motbef lie r poor, lone widoy, hVlng
on Water Street. But all this month
she has been following me. There
she is; She il his mother"
The woman in mournlng-.he
mother-drew nearer, piercing us with
her dark eyes. fearless eyes, SHINING
with the lnstre of the dispairing love
of woman, for the imperfectly endow-
ed. but therefore doubly endeared,
offspring Of her womb, wandering SO
long. and, perchance still wandering,
beWildered, speeehless, and with un-
needing ears, away from the warm
EMBEDDING of her arms,
1--WE have concluded to search no
more after to-day" said the old man.
Dear Giuseppe! He must have
been run over or drowned, having on
Iy his fingers to call for help. If you
should hear of o stray boy will you
please inform me or my wife at the
fruit store on Water Street. We are
neighbors to Ginseppe's mother"
NeighbOrs, in truth, and in deed
We promised =
"He was moved into this ward last
night, sir, as being less crowded. He
was brought into the hospital, hell
starved and with a burning fever,
three weeks ago. He hAs never spo-
ken a word. He 10 pretty boy about
eleven years of age. It seems to be q
HELPLESS case. sir" said the nurse,
Yesterday, as we paid a visit to ward
in the Charity Hospital.
We approached the bed-side. The
sharp, bright, black eyes lighting up
the pinched and waited features and
the co. tinued- peculiar motion of his
fingers, confirmed our suspiciops.
In seasons past, we lad studied the
digitel alphabet of the deaf and dumb.
We framed his name-Hinseppe?
So, si.-ya3. yes!n the hlauched,
wan hand of tie boy made quick re-
ply. ''Ho mate n un 6ato-I have such
a pain In my side" we felt the
pulse of the lad. Tt was feeble
thread vibrating irregularly. He
breethed with difficulty Slowly.
slowly his life YVES fading rs the light
of a summer day dies upon the gold
and purple summit Of the hills.
a chi peRsa EiiG-wbom are you
hiking OF GiDseppeT
La 7ttG 0lGdT5-Tly pcothcF
We complied with our promise,
sending word to the fruiterer, that
the lost Giuseppe wac found IN 2
fey moments the child's mother came.
Al length tears began to flow and ex-
claiming, 'AiO .fgLiO-C la 2'ietG, la
21istd!-my son, Oh, the pity, the
pity = she pressed hira to her breast.
The fruitereg ard his wife came
also, bringing basket filled wish the
child's favorite fruits.
"Quante gente-how many peo-
pie - said the poor mute, looking
happy. but moving his fingers more
and more languidly.
We touched his wrist again. The
breath of life, whose gentle vibra-
tons stir the small vessel beneath
the physicians slight pressure was
fast lulling into the calm Of death !;
and the tiny strokes Of the pulse had
ceased, The deep black shadow-the
shadow Of Night, that slowly he'd
been climbing up the hills had swal>
lowed all the light save faint, last
sunset halo on the highest peak.
Giuseppe glanced from his mother to-
ward US. 81 nsedSco," he SAID faint
ly, ''guonto boConO-how good you
are
4" A5bianoO tutti dd morir9-there
is time appointed for US ell to die, "
we said.
Then in his beautiful language,
whether of words or signs, he brave
ly replied, with sentiment worthy
of one much older-sfter stopping
in bis mechanical weariness, but
looking manfully resigned out of his
sharp, black eyes when he stopped
"O7u phoebe Dio mi ka fdttO tonic
qraztq, 10 MORO cOntentO-I shall bc
content to die" and he clasped his
weeping mothers hand-''since God
has granted me 50 much grace
A moment after, returning his
mothers kiss, spelt upon his nngeri
! the word, "AddiO," at once full or hu
man affection and expression of reli
anee upon Deity, aud as he framed thu
| last letter, be died. The last gimme
had faded from the hills-it wee night
| The tongue Of tia deaf mute wae zoos
| ed in heaven to sing forever the prais
es of the God ne loved, A sister con
| Quoted the heart broken mother u
the apartment of tbs order.
The corpse wes not Immediately
removed, but other Sisters laid 1t on
on clean, white lirnan, in the werd
The fruiterer and hi5 wife placed az
orange or two, some aoUers, an
twigs of arbor vitae, beside it, Tht
nelghboring patients crawled from
their beds to lock 1T it, when it lay
like an empty but beautiful easkct
on the couch spread for it By the gen
tie hand CT Charity.
Even then the soul of Ginsepp
was in paradise, that kingdom who's
inhabitants are pure as children. ant
where Christ, the child lover, alread,
had unstopped the ears ghich baf
heard no discord, to listen to tn
symphonies Of the Saints, and loose
the tongue which had spoken Nc evil
to ioin 10 the angels chorus O
praise which floats increasingly owe
| the gerdens of the celestial city !
F. VI. BoJRDILLoN.