The Salt Lake herald. [volume] (Salt Lake City [Utah]) 1870-1909, 1880-05-23
THE MOTHERS DEATH
BY aAsKELL.

1913 BY GAsKELL.
lLI II 49, IEI
, Life. theme that never. ends
Though we ourselves may change
i the mysterious principle which give
Us life and motion; that fills our soul
with hope and aspirations for IT,
good aud great; still Increasingly
| pursues the cycle Of its predesliDeC
course. When we step down and
out, vacating the stage of human
life, others stand ready to take ouI
places and again to enact LIES drama.
Even one life has ms ny changes, its
phases of evil and sorrow and It's
moments OF triumph and joy. The
heart, firm in good resolve, emulous
OF noble deeds, calves out path OF
excellence. Rising above evils and
obstscles around, the pure, bold
heart Of the good man or woman.
gains fresh strength from each rude
encounter.
Mathew Hoyle was the child of in
digence anG want. Adversely had
taught him many a lesson of irugality
and usefulness. His mother was q
delicate, but noble and strong-minded
woman, capable, had her pathway
been that Of opulence. of shoWering
blessings innumerable around. Ever
in the lowly vale Of poverty, her bent
ficent and benevolent feelings had to
waste their sweetness and strength in
fruitless desires. A fathers care
Mathew had never known, nor had
she long bssked in the warmth of
congeDial union.
Now she lay upon her dsat1-bed.
The chilly hues OF iife's dread enemy,
death-the near approach Of our
longest slsep. fast descending, en-
circled her heart and fast enthralled
each sense. Her psllid brow, olamny
with the tears of natures great
agony, seemed already dead and
devoid of intelligence, were it net for
the bright beaming of her eyes, sur
charged with feelings of care, not for
herself, but for him, her son, 30 soon
10 be alone and now bowed with grief
best her.
20. motherP be cried, you must
net die. Live! Livel to guide your
Maynard but still loving son."
ut cannot be, my boy. God has
surely called me and l must go. Do |
not repine-he knows what ia best |
for al. Never forget to worship him
let him be your buckler and your
shield in darkness, or in doubt, in |
Joy, or in sorrow, and whatever trial |
or danger you may have TO meet |
place your reliance on him, remem-
boring ever that his power can save
here and hereafter. He is the father
OF the iatherleas and hia mighty arm
will protect thee, my son."
20. but life will be SC dreary-so
lonesome without yeu-uo one will
love or care for me them
''Yes, good people will if you are
worthy. Do nothing wrong-do all
the good you can and Eome day We
will meet, no more to part. Remem-
Der the teachings l have given you
remember and keep your name IN
sullied and your honor spotless-then
you will fear to meet no one."
II will. mother, will %
81 have no wealth to leave you, my
child, but the wealth OF an honest
name and a spirit that disdains the
bright visions Of opulence, won by
sinful effort. Cultivate the spirit OF
independence -the perseverance of
honest, painstaking Effort. Let not
your soul become contaminated by
contact with evil, nor led away by
sinful example; tut be straightfor-
ward, cheerful and fearless in the
cause Of right, pursuing the even
tenor Of your way, not pining for
wealth or distinction, and you will
be happy Diligence and integrity
will beget respect for yeu in Others"
~ know it mother, l know it. but
how can ever recover from the blow
should lose vou?" L
Repine not, | say again. A few
short years, at most, are ell OF life
could expect. The separation has to
come and why not now as well as
another time? Besides your repinings
arraign the justice of God. and that
is sinful"
a smile lit up the face of the dying {
woman with a heavenly glow, as
though the beauties of the aiter-liie
ALREADY dawned upon her mental
vision and she felt resigned, but
at the change.
Her son still knelt beside her, 8
head bowed in grief and his face wet
with the bitter tears of an anguishtd
heart.
The room they occupied was neat.
even more neat in appearance, yet in s
everything and everywhere appeared {
signs of poverty, of long continued
struggle with hard and adverse fate. {
BY and bye the death angel came
nearer and nearer sounded his wings
and more sweetly sounded the songs
Of angels in the ears of the dying. a {
pleasant smile lit up her face, her
pasyiDg hand fought the head of her {
sorrowing. kneeling son, her palid
lips moved in silent prayer-a prayer
more potent than the loudest of {
human voices, for she was nearer to
God. s
A great change quickly passed over
her counlenance; dark. almost inky
ring surrounded her eyes, her breath
came in longer gasps, whilst icy l
seemed to run Though ali
her frame. Gradually she lost control
Of her senses, sight became dull, feel {
ing was no longer realized, hearing
lost its power and no longer could
motion be controlled, so powerless !
had become each member of the
system. A leDgthier pause in breath
a few gasps in quick sue
cessioD, pause, sobbing gasp and
all was over.
For some time Mathew remained
bowed down by her bedside all IN
aware of the sorrowful bereavement
be bad suffered. When he raised his
head-when be perceived the great
ness Of his loss he sprsng to his feet
as though by the power OF galvanic
shock, and low, but sgonizing, cry
Of anguish, surged up from the depths
Of bis soul.
80, motherp he murmured, "hsve
YOU indeed gone to the bright man
sions of the just and shsll l never
again behold thee on earth? OF
watch over thy orphan boy and pro-
tect him from eviI-msy be indeed