Frostburg mining journal. [volume] (Frostburg, Md.) 1871-1913, 1893-02-11

I''loIt tIc dNlbiI Judgment StitI
Lay down for golden sheaves--
Nothing but leaves. Nothing but leaves =
Her face and cough tell her plainly
that it will not be long before she
shall appear "hetore the awful iudg-
ment seat" and She is filled with terror
at the thought What has she to
bring but the withered leaves" of a
life of sin and shame? Sad memories
crowd about her. She thinks of her
once happy home; Of her mother; how
the tempter came and she fell of "sins
INDUCED while conscience slept" and
it seems burden Of guilt and sorrow
too heavy to be borne.
Rising. she slowly passed out the
church and Went 10 her home.
Late that night knock came at the
dool of the shabby little room which
Doris rented.
1t was the old minister.
"Miss Fane," said he. there is a
woma" diving in one of the tenement
houses on - tn street and she wants to
SEE you"
''To see me ," exclaimed Doris, in
surprise. "What can she want"
Mr.. Strong told her to get her wraps
and he would explain on the way, as
there was no time to be lost.
Doris found a cab at the door. which
they entered and were driven swiftly
along until they reached one of the
meanest parts of the city.
Mr.. Strong told her that he had been
called to see dying woman. When
he entered the room she had asked him
to bring Miss Nane, the lady who sang
IN his church that morning. She
would give no reason for wanting to
see her. but begged him piteously to
60 for her.
They reached the house and entered
the room where the woman lay on a
wretched bed.
"Oh, Miss Nane, | was so afraid YOU
would not come in time. am dying
it will not be long-only a few
minutes before | cross the dark river
what have to meet the Master with !!
Nothing but leaves! Nothing but
leaves. ' Oh, what will do ,"
The poor creature covered her face
L., a.
frail form. Mr.. Strong ben, down and
whispered words of consolation in her
ear.
She looked Il. Doris again.
''Once | WAS Young and fair. had
a pleasant home. kind friends-I had
every opportunity to make something
of my life Bnt | wasted the long
years am diving. and what have
| to show: | Went into the church
this morning. | was restless and |
thought could find peace there. You
sang and the words seemed to apply
directly to nothing but leaves -"
She fell back and a stream of blood
poured from her lips.
"Bringa d doctor. quick" cried Doris.
It's she tried to Staunch the flow.
Mr.. st ong hurried out.
soon the hemorrhage ceased and
Doris tenderly laid the woman down.
"Sing." she gaSped, and Doris soft
ly began that swee: old hymn-"Just
as Am. Without One PEA"
Mr.. Strong opened the door and
entered with the doctor As the latter
caught sight of Doris he sprang for
ward. but Mr.. Strong held him back.
81 beg your paldon, | forgot" said
the doctor.
He steI ped quietly TO the bedside.
Doris sang on. Directly the woman
opened hel eyes and whispered
eyes, that's it-'Just as ="
The words died away, smile fitted
oyer the wan face, II quick gasp-and
the spirit had fled.
Doris turned and her eyes fell upon
the stranger at her side.
"Frank-oh, Frank. at last - she
cried. Then she swayed and would
haye fallen. but he caught her in his
arms.
My little sweetheart, have found
YOU? had almost lost hope
Explanations followed, He told her
how he had been i'll when her letters
came; how after he recovered he had
written and at length had returned in
search of her.
DIR. Raymond saw that the dead
woman had decent burial.
But for her may not have found
Doris" he said.
In a few days he and Doris were
quietly married. "and lived happy
ever after"
GENERAL ITEMS.