The ladies' garland. [volume] (Harpers-Ferry, Va. [W. Va.]) 1824-1828, 1825-12-10


from her mother awole Eliza. She gently un-
closed her eyes, and pcrceivlng Davilla, faint
smile played upon her heavenly face; her Ian
guild eyes were turned on him, he advanced, she
held out her hand, he gently grasped it, and i'm
printing kiss upon it, gazed upon her with an
agonizng look s. Eliza, my love- burst from
his trembling lips, but he could say no more
The big tear started from his eyes, he sunk into
chair overwhelmed with grief 8 My dear pa
tens," said Eliza, in faint voice, dry up those
tears, pray do not weep for me, | bow with
resignation to the will of God: mother, mourn
not, thy grief gives me more pain than all sick
ness can produce. Her mother, leaning over
her child, could scarcely speak. 8 Heavens
what sight intellectually exclaimed Davilla)
Thou shalt not leave me, my child" uttered
the mother, & Oh! God Of Mercies, spare my
child that she may be the comfort Of my declin
ing years" Her arms dropped from the neck
Of her dying child; she fell backwards; Davllla
caught her in his and bore her into an adj
oining apartment, where she lay almost sense
less. He returned to the bedside of Eliza >
there were none in the room but him. An aW
full silence prevailed around. g Davilla," utter
ed Eliza, :. am about to be summoned before
the tribunal of a Just and holy God, to whom the
secrets of all hearts must be laid open; | must
leave all behind, all that hold dear, thee too,
Davilla but must obey the summons | am
happy; where are my parents, oh, my beloved
Davia?" AS these words slowly uttered from
her lips, she gave deep drawn sigh, and her
saintcd spirit winged its flight to the regions of
endless bliss The lover gazed upon her.
lock of her dark hair had fallen upon her white
forehead: he was rivetted to the spot his heart
swelled he clasped her hand, but it was cold.
He was still in hopes to hear her breathe, but
she was stretched in the sleep of death
Heavens" vociferated the dsconsolate Davil-
la, g Oh! God, let me follow my beloved Eliza"
Her father heard his wild exclamation and
went into the room. ''Thy daughter" said
Davilla after recovering himself, IS is gone, her
spirit is fed. and is entered the Kingdom of
Heaven, and left her numerous friends to mourn
her departure; but grieve not, twas Gods
command, she is happy, eternally happy
"Dayilla," replied Mr.. Manford, g am resign
ed to nv severe loss; loss that can never be
repaired in this world; my daughter loved thee
dearly; thy attachment was doubtless as sin
cere and lovers grief may be as sincere as a
parents, but while have thee to sympathize
with me, | thank God for spariug the man Of
my daughters love and choice"
How Mrs Manford bore this privation would
be presumption in me to attempt to describe
The next day was fixed for the funeral. Da-
villa the evening previous wandered to that
venerated bower which Eliza used to frequent
.Where ?" exclaimed he, ''ls Eliza now; she
used to talk but she answers mott She looks
from heaven upon us, methinks hear her say
ing, g Davilla, love thee but alas | never
more shall hear that voice upon earth; de
scended to the grave, thy beauteous form must
he lain within the narrow tOmbn Thus spoke