The Litchfield County post., 1828-12-11

{ occasred until we were descending the last ridge uf the Aileehany. Our waggOn was there prrciptated down a ledge Ol rocks. The horses were killed Or wound- ed, but Ilst was Of nO eODseQuence. Our kind and venerable father was entangled with the horses, and fell with them. He died the Next day. We then came to this house, anl here our mother was attacked ! with tever. Then our little boy was sick. My husband supported himself untill they were both lad in the same grave, and then he tOok his bed. It is four weeks since. had forgotten to tell you that our money, all we had ia the world. was stolen from US few days after we arrived. We have had to beg from strangers for the means to live, and know what it is to suffer hun- ger and to weep with thankfulness for a crust of bread. Oh Y! this is cold heart ed world, but dare not tell you all have suffered. It has been just. I ought to have been cOntented with my home, and not coveted riches so eagerly. My husband has died the victim of my am bition.
 1 Her emotions overcame her again. and ] the physician, who then arrived, gave Er- skine little hope of her recovery. Every thing was done for Mrs Hanson that skill could devise. All was vain. The third evening after Erskine met her, he was summoned to her bedside. She was dy- ing.
 The agony of fremorse, of self-reproach that had overshadowed her pale, emacia- ted countenance, had passed away. She looked calm and even happy. She exten- ded her hand to Erskine-it was the first time he had dared to take it.
 My friend said she, you show that the affection you once professed for me was sincere. I could net then return your love-but feel deeply yonr kindness.-- ] My little Emily'-
 ] Arthur Erskine took the child and pres- sed her to his bosom without speaking.- She threw her infantile arms around his neck, and caressed him as she would have done her father.
 'She is yours,' said the dying mother,t the tear gathered in her large black eyes, that already beamed with the unearthly bright ness which usually precedes dissolution.
 She is yours; I give her to you, and my
 
 Are you worse 2 inquired Erskine, in g tone trembling with emotion.
 'Oh no-I feel assured my sorrow! will soon cease that shall soon join my friends; shall see them all.'
 'Where? when?' exclaimed Erskine looking around. ..
 'I mean have just seen them in my dream. dreamed was al home. Oh I thought l had been wandering long long, long time, and lost my way, and los my friends, and been in darkness and des' pair, but at last reached my home. Ev. cry thing looked just as it did the last mor. ming was there. The sun was rising and its beams shone on the waters of the river, and the ripples glanced like nipples of gold. But just then, soft voice whis' pered in my ear, You will soon see bright CT waters than these.'
 'Then I thought looked on the flow. CTS. The damask rose bush that grew be. meath my window was covered with flow CTS. never saw roses appear SO bloom ing; but again ! heard the same soft, mic voice whisper. You will soon see faireI flowers than these." Then | turned, anC on the green before the house, my friend. were all assembled. There was my hus band, and sen. al rushed forward to em. brace them. They extended their arms tt welcome me bu, heard the voice again Stay, you will meet them soon-,hey will welcome you to glorious home.' = The rapture awakened me. But I shal soon sleep in peace.
 Should my daughter live, tell her tho history of her mother and strive to impress the truth on her mind-that to pursue to, eagerly after riches or distinction, will of: ten lead us into error, and always end ir disappointment
 The happy group that interested the ar. tist on the Alleghany h,lls, were soon lait at rest beneath the green turf of tha. lant they had SO earnestly sought--all but the lovely little girl, and she is now the adopt ed daughter ofthe Governor of --.-