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Entered according to Act of Congress, in June, 1869, by J. W. Bukkk Sc Cos., in the Clerk’s Office of the District Court of the United States for the So. District of Georgia.
VOL. Ill—No. IQ.
Written for Burke’s Weekly
SALLIE’S LITTLE PRAYER.
«»00D night, mamma,” said
little Sallie,” and she put her
arms around her mother’s
neck and kissed her.
“Good night, my dar
ling. But before you go,
you must not forget your
little prayer.”
“No, mamma,” said the
little one.
And she knelt at her
mother’s knee, and said:
‘‘Now I lay me down to sleep,
I pray the Lord my soul to
keep :
If I should die before I wake,
I pray the Lord my soul
to take.
And this I ask for Jesus’
sake. Amen.”
Another “goodnight”
kiss to mamma, and the
little head was soon laid
on its pillow.
Do all the little readers
of the Weekly say their
prayers at night, thanking
the good Lord for all the
mercies of the day past,
and asking His blessing
and protection for the
night? \V r e hope so. The
Saviour loved little child
ren while He was on the
earth, and He loves to lis
ten to their prayers as they
ascend to His throne on
high.
“Yes, He has said, ‘Forbid
them not;
Let children come to me
I hear Thy voice, and now,
dear Lord,
I come Thy child to be.”
Aunt EJJie.
When hearts are filled with holy affec
tions, and home is happy, then do the
young dwell in a charmed circle, which
only the naturally depraved would seek
to quit, and across which boundary
temptations to error shine out but feebly.
MACON, GEORGIA, NOVEMBER 6, 1869.
TRUTH STRANGER THAN FICTION.
'
YOUNG man ran away from
was strong and vigorous, and
soon made his way across the country
and escaped pursuit. He arrived the
next morning before a cottage, in an
open field, and stopped to beg some
thing to eat and get refuge, while he re
posed a little. But he found the in
mates of the cottage in the greatest
distress. Four little children sat trem
bling in the corner, their mother was
weeping and tearing her hair, and the
father walked the floor in agony. The
galley slave asked what was the matter,
and the father replied that they were
that morning to be turned out of doors,
because they could not pay the rent.
“ You see me driven to despair,” said
the father ; “ my wife and little children
without food or shelter, and I without
means to provide any for them.”
“ I will give you the means. I have
but just escaped from the galleys. W ho
ever secures and takes back an escaped
prisoner is entitled to a reward of fifty
francs. How much is the amount of
your rent?”
“ Forty francs,” answered the father.
Whole No. 123.
“ Well,” said the other, “ put a cord
around my body. I will follow you to
the city, where they will recognize me,
and you will get fifty francs for bringing
me back.”
“No, never!” exclaimed the aston
ished listener ; “ my children should
starve before I would do
so base a thing.”
The generous young man
insisted, and declared at
last that he would go and
give himself up if the fath
er would not consent to
take him.
After a long struggle the
latter yielded, and, taking
his preserver by the arm,
led him to the city, and to
the mayor's office. Every
body was surprised that an
old man like the father
should be able to capture
such a strong young fel
low ; but the proof was
before them.
The fifty francs were
paid, and the prisoner sent
back to the galleys. But
after he w r as gone, the old
man asked a private inter
view with the mayor, to
whom he told the whole
story.
The mayor was so much
affected that he not only
added fifty francs more to
the father’s purse, but
wrote immediately to the
Minister of Justice, beg
ging the noble young pris
oner’s release.
The Minister examined
into the affair, and finding
that it was comparatively
a small offence which had
condemned the young man to the gal
leys, and that he had already served out
his time, ordered his release. Is not
the whole incident beautiful ?
—
We may live in a crowd, but we must
die alone. Friends and ministers can
accompany us to the pass; no one, from
experience, can tell us wdiat it is die.