Centre Democrat. [volume] (Bellefonte, Pa.) 1848-1989, 1881-12-08
Lyman iIeecher's Wife.

Lyman Beecher was impetuous,
positive, and at times impatient of re-
straint. He governed his house by
rigid rules, his wife by judicious and
wise love. Her husband says: Il
scarcely ever saw her agitated TO tears.
Once. soon after we had moved into
our new house (at East Hampton) the
two pigs did something that vexcd
me; | got angry and thrased them.
She came to the door aud interposed.
The fire hadn't got out. said quick
ly, Go along in ! She started, but
hadn't more than time 10 turn before
was at her side and threw my arms
around her neck and kissed her. and
told her | was sorry. Then she wepi."
II do not think | shall be with YOU
long" she said one day to her hus-
band. Six weeks later her saying
proved true. Eight little children
wept around her death bed, as their
father gave her back TO God. Then
came season Of great emptiness and
gloom. for the chief light OF the par.
sonage had gone out The husband
felt the terror of n child suddenly
shut out alone in the dark" He had
always regarded her intellectually aud
morally his superior. The smaller
children realized their loss. Henry
Ward, with his golden curls and little
black frock. frolicked, like kitten in
the sun. in ignorant JOY. Many were
the curious questions the little ones
asked about their departed mother,
They were told that she was laid in
the ground that she had gone TO hea-
ven. One morning Henry was found
digging with great zeal in the earth un-
der his sister Catharine's window.
What are you doingl he was asked.
IVY, I'm going TO heaven to find ma"
said he, thinking that the way mother
went was through the earth in ghich
she had been laid.
In due time second mother was
brought into the parsonage in the per.
son of Miss Harriet Porter, n cousin
of the first one. Mrs. Stowe saws;
81 was about six years old, and
slept in the nursery with two younger
brothers. We knew that father had
gone somewhere on a journey. and
therefore the sound ofa hustle or dis.
turbance in the house more easily
awoke Us. We heard fathers voice
in the entry and started up in our lit
tie beds, crying out as he entered our
room, why here's par A cheerful
voice called out from behind him,
And here's ma A beautiful lady,
very fair, with bright blue ewes, and
soft auburn hair, bound round with a
black velvet bandeau, came into the
room, smiling, eager. and happy. look.
ing, and coming to our beds, kissed us
aud told US that she loved little chill.
dren, and that she would be our moth.
er. Never did mother-in.law make
happier or sweeter impression. She
seemed TO Us so fair. so delicate. 30 ele.
giant that we were almost afraid TO 20
near her. We must have been rough.
red checked, country children, honest,
obedient and bashinl. | remember
used TO feel breezy, rough, and rude 10
her presence" !"
The new mother entered her new
home with mingled feelings of pleasure
and solicitude. She had never seen
SO many rosy cheeks and laughing
eyes. The little ones were In great
glee, save the oldest, Calharine, who
was moved 10 tears. They soon learn.
ed TO love a@- tenderly. The Litch-
field people were all on tiptoe TO sec
the ministers new wife. When she
came 10 church the following Sunday,
she says:
Il felt some agitation on entering
the door TO see every body seated. and
had | known all. | don't know but
should have fallen down in the way,
for William says the people all turned
round. and the scholars and al in the
galleries rose up"
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