The Jackson standard. [volume] (Jackson C.H., Ohio) 1847-1888, 1880-11-11
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poor playmate! In spite Of myself |
slackened my pace as we approached
the end of our walk. Certainly |
hoped for nothing; yet I did not wish
to remove all hope just yet.
And here is the little house with |
the brown Persian blinds, with its lit
tie vine which climbs up to the roof.
How | tremble! My mother feels
obliged to take me by the hand. |
| look at her and see that she is very
pale too.
On the doorstep Mother Coussinet
sits TRANQUILITY; her husband is smok-
ing his pipe inside the door. We can
discover nothing by appearances. A
few steps off, the goat is grazing.
Oh, wonderful to think Of! Here
comes Matthew, running to meet u.s.
There are the very bright eyes that |
feared never to see again: his curly
hair is filled With bits of hay. The
fellow doubtless has been rolling in
the stacks. while | was mourning over
bis death. "Ah! you can be happy in
thinking you have made me nicely
anxious" [ began. But he threw
himself about my neck, and said:
Hush, Albert! mother knows moth
ing Of it yet; father will tell you all
in moment"
Il might say wonderful! yes indeed
miracle of obedience on one side, and
on the other miraculous recompense
to the docility Of child.
yesterday evening at about six
o'clock began Mr.. Coussinet, after
he had led us into the adjoining field
some distance from the house, II
found that I was a little late shutting
the gate; [ hurried, because [ knew
that the express train was due, and
that there was no time for joking with
that. As | shut the second gate |
heard the train; the locomotive issued
from the tunnel at lightning speed.
Papa, papar cried little voice which
made me shudder. Ny God, may be
: punished for my carelessness! The
, child had followed me as he often did !;
in my pre-occupation [ had neither
, seen nor heard him, and I had shut
, him in upon the track. I saw him,
| pale and distressed, running up and
down like a poor, frightened bird,
| crying papa, papa in voice which
l shall hear until the Judgment day.
THE key had fallen from my hands,
+, and I could not stoop to pick it up. |
e stood like one paralyzed with fright.
{ Impossible even to try to climb over
the barrier-gate. The child held out
his little arms without knowing what
he did, and the monster with its great
red eyes was advancing to devour him.
! The noise made me giddy; everything
grew dim, and my mouth was closed
but at the bottom of my heart [ pray
ed as never prayed in my life. MY
= God! my God! that was all, but it was
s. enough, it seems, for our heavenly
d. Father. At that moment a ray of in
telligence shot through my soul
without stirring, still paralyzed il
body, but free in mind, | saw wha
was to be done. Down, down, boy
,e fiat on your face on the groundr
8 cried, in a voice which was hear
above the noise Of the engine and tn
smoke.
ed "Oh, Madame! the child was so ac
to customed to obey! his mother ha
brought him up so well; never has h
he known what it is to resist. But there
| confess, obedience was difficult
o Never mind! the poor little ange
80 without takinga step forward Or bacl
- without attempting a movement HARD
,e. ly, stretched himself out at full length
b. Madame" continued Mr.. Couss
do net, after a moment of silence, durin
which I could hear the beating Of m
heart, Il counted eighteen cars as the
passed over the body of my child!
the cried and gnawed like mad dog; on
two, three, my God! my God! fou
five, six. * They passed owe
de my heart, every one. When it we
De- over, was like dead man; [ coul
.p- not see clearly. Then suddenly
ice grew bright around me, and | heard
NET little voice cry:
rss ns "Papa, papa, open the gate quicl
for fear another train will come.
, II rubbed my eyes; surely l ha
died with the child, and the good Go
&C. had taken US both to paradise.
be os But no. it was indeed he, my chil'
so pale, with his curly head and brigf
,ad eyes. [ felt of him; I felt Of him a
re- re- over; he was whole and sound.
Madame, [ doubt if Almighty Go
ra ever received a thanksgiving such E
IN I'm mine. And to think that, as goo
pu luck would have it, his mother ha
for been off i'll town since morning. Vi
inf the poor woman, she would be dea'
nd if she had seen it as [ saw it!
III. mothers heart, you know is not yer
IAN strong. But hush! there she come
to I shall tell her guardedly this evening
IS, when | am more calm, and when sh
nv m- has seen the child play about all da,
?? as usual
&c but do you think Matthew ca
Vi keep the secret so long?" asked m
1u. he mother, drawing her hand across he
ny eyes.
- "He? oh yes. | rely on his word &
Of Of [ do on the curate's. That child ther
would let himself be cut in bits befor
- he would disobey. He is not lik
al al most children, who requires SO muc
,es reasoning, and why? and how? an
what for? and all such questions
se ,se So,' he continued, modestly but proud
ly, as he caressed the little boys curl
. head, II can we'll say that after God
who is the Master Of life and death, i
is to himself that he owes his rescue
If he had reasoned and argued when
cried to him, he would have been kill
ed. But he believed that his fathe
could not be wrong? Didn't yol
boy?n
''Of course" replied Matthew with
out moments hesitation: parent:
are always right"
My mother looked at me: felt my.
self getting red up to my ears, and tc