Orange County observer. [volume] (Hillsborough, N.C.) 1880-1918, 1884-12-06
HOW MY BABY DIED.
A CIR DESCRIPTION
OF TIE Hill, DEATH
How ii Appeared in Nil its Different Phase
A Dream and What It Revealed.

The doctor said it was q severe cold,
and prescribed for it. BE went away
and returned in an hour without being
called. Then / knew my baby boy was
more i'll than I had thought, and when
he went away, l followed him out of the
house and into the snow-burdened air,
and said to him:
doctor, tell me the truth. Will my
baby die ?"
ut is very ILL.," he replied, 'but there
is yet a little hope" Then I returned
and looked again on that sweet face Of
my little boy. Where dimples had
been, were hard white lines of pain.
Where the nostrils had been such q soft
and velvety pink, You could see the
light shine through their walls, and
every hair-like vein was blue almost to
blackness. The little hands which I
was wont to feel patting my cheeks had
lost their cunning, and were lying USE
lessly on its heaving bosom, purple and
clenched. knew my baby was not for
long. knew that even the angels, who
loved it a little better than :, were wait
ing to take it away. I saw the death
dew stand in diamond beads upon its
alabaster brow and felt the dampening
curls, that clustered l~ike)falling sunshine
where + had been WONT to kiss it. I
heard the faint gurghng in my baby's
throat, and saw no recognition in its
eyes, once so soft and blue, and laugh
ing, but now CLASSY with the film of
death. They were looking through the
ceiling and roof Of my humble cottage,
into the realms where the Recording
Angel sat, with the book of life open be-
fore him, at a page as white as snow,
save where the name was written at the
top-the name of my darling boy.
The snow fakes ceased to. fall, and
the glad sunlight from the west came in
through the window and fell upon my
baby's bed, flooding it with radiance and
glory like that which trembles on the
golden tiles of heaven, and then the sun
sank out Of view, and in the gray
twilight my baby lay, struggling body
and soul, the one with the other, for the
mastery. AS the shadows d%eepened,
1 saw the bony hand Of death reach out
from among the pillows, and clutch my
baby by the throat. I tried to fight the
monster back, but he would not loose
bis hold.
The lamps were lighted and I saw my
baby smile. as if it saw q face more well
come, kind and sweet, than the face of
her that bore it, bending over its cradle
the face of Him who said: 'Suffer
little children to come unto me, and for
bid them not, for OF such is the kingdom
of God" and while it yet smiled, the
soul went out from the tabernacle of
clay, and left the temple tenantless and
cold, but beautiful as life itself. NV
baby was dead, and I was clasping to
my heart only the clay image Of its
soul, now winging its fight through the
boundless depths of blue that lie be.
tween the grave and the throne of God.
Is it a wonder that men worship idols Of
clay, when clay is SO grandly beautiful
as this?
Islept and dreamed, ard as l dreamed,
~4saw the pearly gates swing open, and
l Knew my baby reached home. ]
caught a glimpse of heaven, and saw i
fly straight to the arms Of Him WIZ
died upon the cross, and ere the gate
were closed, the angel with the bool
drew his wand across the page and helt
1t up to the others, and I saw tina
nought but the name of my darling DO,
was there, written in characters Of shin
ing gold; while all the rest was pure
and white, and as the gates swung shut
the harps Of millions sang q glad refrain
7 --Wrouyh Mad.
SCHOLARS ore frequently to be me,
with who are ignorant Of nothing save
I their own Ignorance
The medical profession are slow and right
So, TO endors" every new medicine that ia ao
: scitised and sold: but honest merit convince
the f~alr-Inlnd.l after q reasonable time. Phy
sicians III good standing often prescribe Nj,
FlnAham.s Vegetable Conlpoundto Tor tie cure {
female Weaknesses.