Louisiana capitolian., 1880-07-31

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any aid. 81 must 90 back to my work.
said one 81 have no time to lose" sad
another" old Darnell is rich enough to
bear this tritling loss"
He went to his daughter; the shock
and alarm had brought on fever, and
soon it was declared that she was dan
aerously Ill., Mr., Darncll employed
every care, everything that medical
skill could offer, but i'll vain. 1t was
thc will of God to take from him one OF
the only objects he had ever loved, or
mon whom he had ever bestowed
thought that was not wholly selfish.
He was truly an object of compassion,
but there were few to pity him. 81
deserve it ALL" thought hc;" should
have my child still had | not been SO
cruelty selfish, Had effort been made
at once, my child would be now alive.
1t was the imminent danger, the utter
Indifference about me that killed her. |
am indeed punished. No one to give
my misfortune one regret, one tear"
Some time after he lost his daughter,
he wrote to recall his son from London,
and was now in daily expectation ofhim,
when he received a letter, bearing the
| post-mark Of one of the small French
towns. He broke the seal and read as
follows:
"Sir: ! have to intrudc upon you with
sad news. You must prepare Tor the
worst. Your son is no more. There was
a great riot here u few days ago; the
mob attacked all the strangers in the
town, and from insult proceeded to blows
and violence. son was passing,
with some friends, through tho square
where the rioters had assembled, who
fell upon them and handled them most
roughly. A scuiilc cnsucd, but numbers
and fury were both on the side of the
mob, and the strangers were obliged to
seek safety in flight. But valnly did
they attempt to take refuge in some OF
the neighborins houses; no one had
courage enough to harbor them. Your
son, though severely wounded, was at
first so fortunate as to escape from his
assailants. He ran down Il narrow street
but his strength soon failed, and he
stopped at the door of a house, the ap
pearancc of which bctokcncd the opu
lcncc of it's owner, from whose compass
sion he implortd an asylum. But III
was u wrctchcd, selfish creature, and h'
told the unhappy young man that 1t
must not stop thcrc-'thc mob would ut
tack NY house if admitted you'll dar
not run the risk 70
But am not now pursued, ana N
/, one will see me entering your house
h Take pity upon me. ! am faint from til
u loss of blood-my life is in your hands
BE off with YOURSELF said the hard
hearted man; it would very soon b
known that | had harborcd you, and tn
people would always owe ne y grndgl
" Every one for himself in this world
"Your poor son had not the power t
g. continue his useless pleading, or to see
another asylum. He fell to the groun'
and, some few minutes after, cXpirc'
u under the repeated blows of the rioters
" who had tracked him to the spot
. Mr.. Damcll read these terrible wor'
and tainted. His servant carried him
y bed, where he lay in wild dclirlnm IL
several days. When he recovered h
~ son was seated at his pillow.
+ Charles, my child, you are yet alive
=. Oh, have had such trighttul dream
! | thought you had fallen victim to Il
fury of mob y
> "It was not dream, dear father; bl
You see am safe. escaped with on
slight wound. The writer mistook II
, for one of my friends, ::who, throue
-; the selfish cowardicc that denied hi
= refuge, was killed by the riotcl
70 Happily, l knew Il good man in Il
y, very place i'll which they assal'
me. ! asked shelter of him, al
he opened his house, his arms, his hca
,e to me. He bvavcd thc fury OF the mo
and was rescued. Think You that
- was ccnsurcd for imprudcncc? The We
, assailan;S. when the popular fury h;
II Gained down respected him for his sc
! erous forgrttulncsS Of self; while he W
had abandoned my poortricnd to his s.
No fate, is universally reprobatcd for !
ii cowardly and hcartlcsS conduct, 10
,fr Severe have been the lessons ! ii,
n received, NY SOB, but trust shall y!
nr fit by them. am forever cured Of Il
at most odiouS of all faults Of charact'
an which, if suffered universally to I'll
would turn this world into Il wildcrnc