The Delaware register, or, Farmers', manufacturers' & mechanics' advocate. [volume] (Wilmington, Del.) 1828-1829, 1829-10-17

mperfections looked back to the days when he came
as lover, and sung the songs OF Scotlas own delight
full bard, and wooed and won her simple heart. Inc
fervor of first love is too deeply felt ever to be era
sed or succeeded by another for the heart young ana
unutored riots on and revels in the luxurious feelings
that then haunt the mind and the soul. And as she
had felt all these, and though times were now dl1er
emit indeed, yet still they shone in her chastc memory
like the softened twilight that succeeds brilliant sun
set. She nduging in such dreams, and endear-
ing her husband, bad he was and had been more 70
her heart when she startled from her musings by
the door bursting open, and her husband Keeling IN,
than ever, and staggering forward to chair.
"You look worse to night, Albert, than have ev-
err seen YOU" said Mary, she approached where
her husband sat, and looked him kindly IN the face-
No WONDER Mary" SAID he, in broken accents, but
softer than usual only look here-theres Tor you
see what John Williams has done," and pulling OIL
his hat the blood gushed out from fearful wound In
the back of his head. Mary screamed out with ter
ror when she looked the wound, and no WONDER It
was an awful wound. "Albert Albert" was all
she could articulate but Albert heard her not-he
had tainted She used every effort which IN her haste
her ingenuity could DEVISE but Albert was beyond the
reach of human aid by her she brought her
neiohbors to her assistance the village doctor was
procured but too late to do any good he was carried
to his bed, and laid down for the last time. When
Mary saw and felt that she widow and that Al
bert had gone to his last account in that fearful condi-
tlOn IT more than her poor brain coulu DEAR
They had barely laid him down. ere she started sud-
denly from the chair into which she had thrown her
self but moment before, and rushed, no one could
tell why to the cradle where her sleeping infant lay
land snatching up, hurried out into the rain and dark
All present, petried by the suddenness OF the
action, and struck dumb and motionless by the porten
tous looks of the distracted mother, could only gaze
in each others faces in silent asonishment. Howev
er, when few of them again restored to recol
lection they went out in search of her. and OF course
their steps were first directed to her fathers cottage
There in truth they found her, but too late to profile
their friendly aid in consong her distresses-she wa
past them all.
o The old man had been reused from his sleep by thu
fearful knocking at the cottage door, and the voice
. his child calling for Gods sake to open he ha'
d jumped from his bed, and unlocked the door, AM
v lifted the latch, when Mary rushed in with her hal
r naked child in her arms, and flung it on the bed Sh
had then turned to her father casped her hands dis
tracedly together, screamed and fallen forward on tn
floor Her father knelt down and half uplifted her
her eyes opened only once, but their expression wa
e wild and nearthly-Alberts name family passed he
d lips, and then her too full heart had broken.
n
Three graves side by slde lie peacefully togethe
ID in the church yard of -. Sometimes in the even
n ing, girl, dressed in plain and homeiy apparel en-
tiers there and approaches them, and fearless of tn
sitting twilight, seats herself the middle one,
It. weeps orphan child weeps over the grave of il
as departed parents She hears the whispers of tn
IN neighbors, and knows little of her history, and ha