The Anderson intelligencer. [volume] (Anderson Court House, S.C.) 1860-1914, 1878-05-30
From The Cincinnati Weekly Times.
OUR FRANK AND MY FRANK
BIZ THE AUTHOR OF "rHE DOUBLE LIFE" ETC.
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CHAPTER Nv.

Concluded.
s CHAPTER Nv.
TEE HOUR GROWS DARKER-DEREAvE-
s2S5 MENT.
The family physician had failed Mr..
Williams in his extremity, as he thought,
and he concluded to send for minister.
Now Mr.. Williams was not church
going man, never had been. He was a
Worliiy-minded money-making, money.
saving man he had taken root in the
soil, and was growing downward and
had been, for many years, forgetful of
his spiritual welfare. 1t was something
novel for him to call on minister in the
church for advice and aid in his sore per-
plexity, but he did it. The man came
at, his call, Methodist minister, very
Jealous, d youngish man of small stature,
and had family services with him. he
read chapter in the Bible, and knelt
down to pray, and alter quite lengthy
preface, he asked of God that the son
might be delivered from the fearful de-
fusion under which he was laboring, and
coms to- know and. honor his parents.
: Just as he finished that sentence, Frank
picked the little man up, like he had
been baby, and seated him on chair,
and said. to him very quietly
81 have horne much of evil here in
this house, whereI had hoped to find a
refuge; and have borne bravely and
we'll, too; but there is limit to my for
= bearance, and / shall not suffer you to
insult the God yon profess to serve, by
telling him faIsehood Some time you
will Know that tell you the truth, when
7 tell you I am not that mans son.
Now, if you are disposed to pray that my
uncle may have his eyes opened, that he
may see how unjust and. cruel he is, that
: he may see himself as ] see him, you
= may pray, but not else. o--- = ;
aOd dear, o DEAR" said Mr.. Will
liams, 81 fear that he will become abu-
siye., 9 . z Il E,g
.You need have no fears ofthat," said
Frank; 81 have been wronged, traduced,
sIandered, imprisoned uDjustly, denied
my God; given rights, handcufed, and
abused in almost every way and yet /
have been guilty of nothing that Chris
tiau gentleman might be ashamed
Time passed on, and the hour became
darker, and Frank more weary. He
! could not fee, and by an effort to do SO
he would only draw upon himself fresh
abuse, and perhaps the Incarceration in
the msd-house, that he dreaded. He
Thought that he had better wait; and he
did wait, day after day. He had written
to his cousin, he had written to Jane
Smith. A letter might reach him from
either, any day. And he watched the
mail with the utmost solicitude, running
5. in eager haste at every arrival, and re-
turning each time more depressed. He
waited, watched, hoped, and prayed, and
! finally, in an evil hour, despaired, and
: said, "Snrely, / am mad Surely, 1
dreamed aif this about my cousin, Frank
and Amt Jane and Mona Liza. And I
do wonder if ever shall awaken and
know that have, been dreaming. o,
no, shall never awake. They have
pounded and punched me enough to
arouse anything but the seven sleepers.
: Oh, L shall never wake up. And, oh,
those strong men, so many of them, that
are ever in my tracks, ever watching me.
Were it not for the dreaded watch set
uron me, think that should not be so
weary. Oh, shall I ever see my queen
any more?"
Weeks of this irksome life went by,
and Frank walked out one day, and
came in feeling very tired, in mind and
body. He could scarce set one foot be-
fore the other; he could scarce raise his
hand. He lay down on the bed. Soon
be made an effort to rise, and could not.
Frank was sick. He was burning with
fever, and wildly delirious. The neigh
bors we're summoned, the doctor was
called, and all was done for him what
skill and love coald do; but all availed
nothing. The sick man raved from
morning till right; from night till morn
ing. Hewould call out sometimes "Re-
move the watchmen, cannot bear the
watch set upon me-" And then again
he would call, hour after hour, 80,
Frank, come home. 0, Frank, come
home, come home" And then again he
would talk about his aunt Jane, and Miss
Smith, as if he awaited their coming,
and realized all the difficulties of their
Journey. "Oh," he would say, "they
never can climb the mountains, with
their little white feet. o, there is q
mighty river, and no boat. O., the ene-
nv will destroy them, o, come Frank,
and then can 60 and meet Mona Liza.
Send those men away, and let me De free
J once more. will go, will CO." and he
. would start forward; but strong men
would hold him fast, and then he would
say: "I will wait and watch for their
coming, watch for their coming" he
would say: "You will know them
Frank looks Just like me, and Mona
Liza is very fair and beautiful, and Miss
Jane Smith is one in thousand. You
will know them. Tell me when they
come. They will come. They will all
Gomez Several days went by, and the
sick man grew worse instead of better,
and on the ninth day that look passed
upon his face that comes but once, and is
unmistakable. The hand of death was
laid upon him, and he started up wildly,
with wide, staring eyes, and said: "They
have come, they have all come," and fell
back q corpse.
The funeral came, and mighty con.
course of people looked upon the still
form, beautiful in its sleep, that can
know no waking till earth and sea give
Up their dead, yet none dreamed the
truth. He was buried as the son and
heir, and mourned as such. Poor Frank
had mourners, but never a true one fol-
lowed his bier. They laid away his
riaed casket in the cypress shade, and
went home, with aching hearts, crying
out, ~ am bereaved; l am bereaved." j."
And they were bereaved, for more loyal
heart than the one that had been stilled
by death, never beat in human bosom.
And that mother assisted in nursing that
inan through mortal sickness, saw him
arrayed in the graves garniture, and laid
in the tomb, aud still believed that he
was once the babe that she cradled in
her bosom and hid in her heart. And
,ho father holiaved that hn had huried