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MeSSrS Editors: A most painful incident oc-
CURED near this place on Wednesday evening,
9th inst. About dark, it was announced through
out the village that child about three years old,
the son of MIR. Lindsey, who resides in the neigh
borhood was lost The citizens of the village
and neighborhool, white and black, 10 the number
of one hundred or more, very promptly turnedout
to bring the little wanderer to that home he had
left so unceremoniously. Upon arriving at the
house, painful spectacle presented to the be-
holder, frantic and distracted mother bewailing
lost child, occasionally cheered by the kind as
surance Of a spmdathizing neighbor, that it would
soon be restored to her maternal embrace, and a.
non, yielding up in despair of ever again behold
ing it alive Fortunately the night was compare
lively pleasant for the season, while the moon un-
obscured by single cloud. poured flood of silver
light in every dell and hollow, rendering srarch
almost as certain as midday The company all
assembled in the yard to determine on the steps to
be taken when, with zeal truly commenduble,
each individual set out to search the country a,
round, both wood and field, for distance oftwo
miles or more, occasionally meeting at given points
to consult which course it was best to take next
After continuing the search until about eleven o.
clock, and until the most sanguine had almost des
paired of success suddenly the welcome, the Joyous
cry revcrberated through the woods, It's found
It's found. Some three quarters of a mile from
home, at the back ofMr ROBBERS farm, next the
mountain, one gentleman in passing through the
field, imagined he heard faint cry; upon ap-
preaching the place from whence the sound issued
the little fellow lsped out mOther-mother.


He was taken up considerably benuinbcd with
cold, while runners were despatched, to carry tc
its agonizcd mother 'he glad tidngs," 'the last is
found" The CLEAN of satisfaction that pervaded
each breast-the stifed sobs, the exclamatons o
pleasure that involuntarily burst fromthat mother
so recently the most miserable, but now the mos
happy as she folded little George to her bosom
we leave the reader to imagine


A SPECTATOR.