The weekly register. [volume] (Point Pleasant, Va. [W. Va.]) 1862-1909, 1885-04-22

I. YER y serious beyond hope. Hil
time TO liyeis batafew hous. Al
fImosl. The only thing that VI
do is tokeep him as quiet as possi
ble-eyen nowl he is rapidly sink.
ing'
After the doctor had departed ]
returned beside him aud askedl4
@Dp you feel easier Gabes He
smiled she family tepllsds ayes,
J much easie, thank you But hil
viii soon De ayahI dere amt mouse
tellip ms 70 cheah up; ! know u
lagoin'-goil' fast. Hits hard to
go-but de 1awd's will be dune, =
Hetprned to Tella, who was
seated beside him, and, slroking
J her hair with his great horny hand,
nov iet0ie ana weak as Q ohild'e,
be said: "I's 50 glad you's safe,
hopey-so glad; what's my old lifs
TO yop's-so young aud iaih. Twas
fneahiy too late, but thank oa fawd,
II sabed you. Hit makes me so
happy, an when yoa's one ob do
bright angels way up dsre beyond
dc gates you'll not fo'set old Gsbe,
viii you, honey9"
For answer the golden head bow.
ed over the rugged features, the
golden cutls fell among the kinky
gray, the fresh young lips red with
the blood Of life, trembled on the
pain.drawn forehead, while tears
fell fast from her eyes and glislen.
ed like pearls among the blood.
staihson the couch.
There was a glad smile on tho
oldlmpn's face as the child arose
and,all the love of a full, warm
heart shono 10 his eyes as be look.
ed upon her,
The hours sped on until the
morning sun rose over the broad
waters Of the gulf and ehone in
crimson and gold through the lat
ticed creepers.
Gabo was very quiet, his eyes
fxed on the ceiling his hsndt resist.
ling on "Aunt Dinah'sD.
AS the day broadened be became
visibly wsakst, his breath coming
at longer intervals, with labored
information; his miud, too, began to
wander, hls voice Ut times rising
in incoherent murmuts.
gave him another dose of bran.
dy and again he revived, though
the efior! was the last of expiring
nature,
He looked at us in dased and
wondering way fot few momop!s,
land seeing SAINT Dinahp crying
bitterly, said: Don't cry, hon.
don't cry "Hit's only fo' a little
while longer a few moh days, or
maybe few noah yeah's but wo'll
meet again. yes meet in dat Ian
wha' ders's no noah pain and
trouble nevah comes, and we'll be
white as snow dere, hon, among
de angel bands-a' singin' round
dc Great White Trone."
On and on the little marble clock
tickrd on the mantlepiece, minute
by minute, shortening the strands
Of life, drawing nearer and nearer
The Shadow Of the valley"
/
"Hit's gittin' so dark"-the dy.
ling man Said-"night am comm
fast, my eyes am closon', de day
an peahly gone, but de shoah am
very neah. | see angels an angels
standin'dere, dey' walkin' in de
sunlight dey's singin' in de glory
and now dey beckon me to come,
"Yes, rs comiu'-fast."
Nightshadows were indeed. fall.
ing, and the shore was very, very
near,
"Hon', is you dere9"
"Come cluser-l's leabln' you
hon, but I's goin' to a bettah lun;
my soul will be white as de lambs.
When you's reudy-come, Ill be
dsre to meet you, an we'll be young
again-in de new life; baum again
lin ou Fatha's home. $50 hap
py. No noah troutle-no noah
pain. fCluser hOn'-clussr."
The lips moved again, but no
sound came forth; speech had ceas.
ed to bc, had flickered out in dark.
ness, aud the poor old body was
followed quietly after.
His lips grew vide apart, his
breath came in irregular gasps, un.
til at last 1t ceased. There was a
long culver in the frame aud Gabe
was dead.
n 500
Down in the cornerOf our garden,
where tall trees make twilight live
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