The Russellville Democrat., 1883-02-15

for hall were so strict with CT, and sa;d PolIie could not bin well. or she never would a' bin so bothersome. But you may be sure was cart sick. wen | saw Ter. for CT face was as red as an lot coal, and wen 1 spoke to 'er she did not know me. Aye! but were frightened and So was Ter father. 'E forgot 'e was sick, and ohi ow we nursed CT that day and night. The doctor hon the ship said she ad scarlet fever. but se could give us no ope. Oh! could not let CT die, my poor, suffering Polliel I said, almost crazy like. .Tll find somebody that'll 'elp 'er.' I lad seen . very fine hold gem tlewoman wth er two sons almost grown; hand th ,y . been so careful hoy Ter. SC lrce ieaviag CT ia moment malone. So said. she as raised such nice boys, Il know wat to do formy poor Pollie.
 !. She 'ad just finished Ter breakfast, hand one of CT sons was sitting not far of, reading.
 ".Please, 'um,' said I, scan you tel. tel. me wat to do for my poor Polief'
 sShe looked ard at me for few minutes, then said, Shell die, let CT die. let CT e!'
 ..It was has If ha knife 'ad gone through me. l clutched hat CT. Don t say that; don't tell me my PoIlie won get we'll She honly tore 'erself haway, saying:
 ' Let CT die! let CT dier
 Words fail me to describe the mis- erv hoy those moments for ad been i..i lx.- lnf ha,. t,f ha turn for the better; but the unkind- ness of this hold lady, wen ad gone to CT for sympathy, halmost unsettled me. If lad honly known at the time wat aterward learned from the Cap tain, should not minded CT actions. learned she ad lost CT honly daughter and hat times Ter mind was deranged so Ter sons were travelling with CT in 'opes that new scenes hand new faces would cause CT to forget Ter trouble.
 "Be sure we 'ad no lack O friends wen the passengers learned of our trouble, and wen my poor Pollie. still unconscious, ad left this world and gone ware she would never thirst again
 By this time we were both crying. As for myself 1 was almost sobbing for the dead babe whose years would have out numbered mine, had she been living. so it was some moments before Mrs. Hims- worth proceeded.
 ..Has I was saying. hat this time O distress we lad no lack O kind friends, hand one motherly body took full charge O my baby hand each seemed to vie with the hother hin doing little acts O kindness to us.
 :. After my pollie 'ad been dressed in her last earthly garments, would tain lave kept CT beside me, but they said, for fear O contagion it was thought best to remove Ter. Then 1 went oil hinto a swoon-like, han was unconscious for several hours. Sut when l was myself again, l would lave them bring my Pol lie to me, then ! learned wat my us- band already knew that my Pollie, with blanket strapped about CT little body, lad been buried hin the sea. 'Er grave was the hocean! Oh, ma am! tis ard for d mother to lose Ter child, but who can describe the agony of q mother wen Ter child is lowered into deep waters? There seems no rest in such Ina grave. I hoften fancied l could see my poor Pollie going down, down, in CT grave, hand again 'uge sea monsters would be 'urrying towards CT to male Ter their prey. It is some satisfaction to poor, bereaved mother to sit hand weep hover the little mound above Ter child, wilst she lovingly presses sweet flowers above the little form, hand if she waters them with CT tears it's some relief to CT. But that was denied me. After losing my Pollie the waves seemed "a me, es- pecially hif the hocean was ca!m, like graves. Before we landed hal New Orleans baby died with scarle, iaver. and was doomed to the same waiery grave. Leaving England with two tear children, we landed in the United States childless
 We were coming to I--, hand has there was no railroad from New York we came from England hall the way by water, coming hup the Missis- sippi from New Orleans. A long, tedious journey hit proved to hus. Halter my first distraction hoy mind hat losing my children, settled hinto an indifferent state O mind, caring for naught 1 felt that the good Lord 'ad seen was not fit to take care O Is lambs, hand ad taken lem 'ome. I would slt for hours, taking no notice whatever O wot was passing, honly thinking O my misery. If 1 could "a only cried it would "a been some re- lief to my burdened, troubled soul, but instead, Icould honly carry my weight O woe. AS thou wilt. was always my hanswer wen asked anything. I lad no choice O my own. Wen the boat neared town along the river the pas sengers halways were hon the lookout to see hit, but would never stir from my seat, hii 1 were hin the cabin. One town was all the same to me as another. Some times my 'usband would say:
 Come, wife, 'ere's fine town you should not miss the sight how" As thou wilt, would say, but could see nothing worth looking hat, and would soon go back to my seat halone. Some times made sure I 'eard my Pollie's voice saying.
 "'Daddy, please give poor Pollie ha drink O water
 Hat such times the burden that lay hupon me seemed greater nor l could bear. As my 'usband ad sister in l- people soon know O our trouble and we then learned wat Western hos pitality was. 'Ad we been at 'ome in hold England we conld lave found no better friends nor truer sympathy. One family especially, by the name of Ellie,