{"newspaper_name": "The Wilmingtonian, and Delaware advertiser.", "edition": "01", "page": "p1", "byline": ""}
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4 young woman of good education, aHa-
bic disposition and pleasing manners. was
seduced from the path OF virtue and inno-
cence, by the promise Of immediate mar
riage from her pertlduus lover. She bore
her fate sometime with tortitude and rcsig-
nation; but at length, becoming neglected
by her relatives and left dependent on the
charity of an unfeeling world, she resigned
herself to despair, and determined to end
her life by poison. AS she stretched forth
her hand to grasp the cup containing the IL
quld death, her eye by accident glanced OF
BIBLE which lay open on the table. The
holy book had been opened BY her child
which she then held to her bosom asleep
This sentence attracted her attenton:-
"Danghter, be of good cheer: thv sins are
70 given thee" Hope revived in her breast
and the angel OF mercy stayed the arm o
death!


"Sleep Oil my babe, thy sleep is calm,
Though plow'd onpolluion's breast,
Sleep on AMI sip that bosom balm
Which lulls thy little woes to rest
But all my babe, thou dost not hear
The howng storm, or rattling hail,
Thou do,t not know mothers fear,
No bangs Ike hers thy breast assal
Then sleep thee on-Nor wake again


Fill she who holds thee sleeps in death:
Yes, sleep thee on thy bed of sin


Till heaven demands thy feeting breath.
lcannot weep--though tears would blot,


Forever blot my sins from heav'n;--
cannot pray-O heavy lot!


though angels whispered sins forgiven.
lhtn hall thou rosy poison hail,


forthou can'st calm this bosom's SWELL
Once drank, the world will cease to rail;


Then o! my babe, farewell-farewell!'
She paus'd-for To- before her eye


The book Of hcav'n full open lay,


Which her sweet babe--it knew not Why's


lladl left unclos'd in frolc play.


She real, and while her heart was wrung,


Yetscarccly dared to think ofheaven,


Ayoce pronounced-'twas Mercy's tongue


BE cfgood faith, thou art Jrgiseh!"


aerbabe awoke--a cheerful smile


Ger allts lovely features play'd--


one dash'd the cup--sweet peace returhd,


And deaths upliftcd arm was stay'd.