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Show HAYDON ON THE DEATH OF HIS CHILD. "1 have lost my ynunner daughter, the nmro beautiful ot tlio two, and under circumstances of great sorrow und itllhctioQ. tiho lived but U years and U montlifi, nnd her hfo was a long torture. Hood tioJ, what an cx-isfancu cx-isfancu this in! Here is a crwature Coiiil-h into tho world without her consent, never n peaks from pain, never walks from sutlering, yet conscious con-scious of bearing others speak, nnd Heuing others walk, nnd lie gawping witli ambition to do what others do, is sKird with convulsions, anil dies, without the power of making her nuilerinuH known or being able to express ono denim, one want, or one nccctwily! When nho was in the agoniuH of approaching death, I put my face to hers, ami Raid, 'Kaiiriy, darling, do you know papa'' mid he moaned nsHcnt, she usid to do. 'ijien nho opened hulli her benutihil and ItiHtrous eyeH, with a look wliich will live trcnh in my imngination, till my last hour. Tim last iuuivuI-sioii iuuivuI-sioii was now approaching, and, as il coiiMfious of aonii! tcrriliu powei she rou Id not resist, with ufranlicscrnatii, sho held out hor arms s if appeal ing to mo, who had always, to her i;iim?H, been ab!o to do, or order tu bo done, what aim wished; anil who put out hor dear arms to me, as if flaying, "Savo nu Btivo me7' 'Ah f my darling,' J thought, 'you lit ( In know the power you appeal against. ' The utruggle exliaushd In r, shu fell back, and lay in a calm, surtlung palpilulion, and in a few minute, dii-d witliout a wigli. And then her dear face changed fi.an all the nfony of pain to Hie augoliu repoflo of death." |
