Rutland herald. [volume] (Rutland, Vt.) 1823-1847, 1836-08-23

tbe field. would ngs aud then cyosivsf her, sirg.
tap 90 ne pls,ntite d,,ty IN ihe haWlhotn wsik.
she became fcreent % her devotion at church
and A. The old peuple sa~ her approach, 60 wasted
away, yct .NIis heclF glow end that hallowcd
air " hicb mclsuc oiv d,f9scs around the rmihey
would make away 81 her as iot thing spiruoal
and looking af,r her. would shake their head ~
gloomy lorcbod.ug.
she felt COW. ciian that she was fastening TO
the tomb .bu looked forward to place Of rest
The SILVER cord tina, hsd bound her to existence
was loascned. sud iiste scemed 10 be no more
pleasure under tie sun. II ever her gentle bosom
had entertained rcscptnitni against her lover II
II was ,Atingu,shsd. 81, vac utsIoh.c VI angry
passions and IN mbncut Of sad9ened tenderness,
she ponned him farewell letter. II WAS coucbed
10 the simplest language bu, touching from it's
,cry simplicity. Sh, Tod lin thatshe was dying,
and dad not conceal iijm ham that his contoci was
the cause She even depicted tie -uteungs " hich
She he'd experienced bot concluded ~ Saying
that she could not die IN peace unll she lad sent
INN her forgiveness spds her cssng,
By derrues her strength declined that she could
10 longer leave The cottage She could only tot
ter to ihc window, here proppcd up IN chair It
Vas her enjoyment 10 sat all day and look out upon
the landscape. Sul she uttered 10 complaint, nor
iiupaltu TO hNt fHt lllt h"la"s 'nN NH7 ~ s'''E
upon her heart. She never even mentioned her
lovers name, but would lay her head On her mo.
theirs bosom ,rd Werp in silence. Her poor pa
rents hung in mute anxiety, over this fading bios
son Of their hopes, s,.l futteriug themselves that
It might again revive to freshness, aud that the
brigh, uuoarthk bloom which sometimes flush
ed her cheek might be the promise Of returning
health.
In this az sic vas seated between them one
Sunday afternoon, her hands were claspcd IN theirs,
the lattice was thrown open and the soft air that
stole in brought with It the fragrance OF the clus-
erug honey suckle which her own hands had
trained round the window.
Her father had just been reading a chapter in
the Bible it spoke Of the VANITY ofworldly things
and of the Joys OF heaven; 1t seemed to have diff
fused comfort and serenity through her bospm.--
Her eye was fixed on the distant village church
the bell had toiled for the evening service ; the
last viliager was tagging into the porch and every
thing had sunk into that haIlowed stiffness pecu-
liar to the day ofrcs'. Her parents were gazing
on her with ycarning hearts. Sickness and sor
row, which pass SO roughly over some faces, had
gycn here the expression OF a scraph's. A ear
trcmbed in her soft blue eye. Was she thinking
Of her iathiess lover !-or We're her thoughts wan.
derng to that distant church YARD, into whose bosom
she might soon be gathered.
Suddenly the cang of hooGs was heard
horsemon gallopcd to the cottage-he dismounted
before the Window-he poor girl gave faint cx
cla nation, aud sunk back into her chair 1T was
her repentant lover lie pushed into the house
and flew to clasp her to his bosom bat her vast
ed form--her doalhlike couutena nce--so wan, ye
so lovely III ITS desolation, smote him to the soul
| aud he threw himself IN agony at her feet. Sh
| nj lp oil L.,
trembling hand--hcr lips moved as if she spoke
bur no word was arculated-she looked down o.
him with look of unutlerable tenderness-an
| closed her eyes for ever.
Such are the particulars which gathered Of In
village story. They are but scanty, ard an
conscious have little novelty in them to rccommen
them. In the present rage for strange inciden
and bigh-seasoned narrative, they may appear Tit
| and Insignificant, but they interested me strongl
at the time; and, taken in COMMEMORATIVE the al
fecting ceremony which had just witnessed, LEI
a deeper impression on nay mind than many Gil
cumstanc6s ola more striking nature. have 1at
sed through the place since, and visited the churc
again, from better motive than mere curiosity.
was wintry evening, the trees were sript ofthei
foliage the church yard looked naked and mourn
fn and the wind rused colby through the dr.
grass. EyergreeHs, however had been planted Il
boot the grave ofthe village favorite, and osier
we're bent over it to keep the turf uninjured.
The church door was open, and stepped in
There hung the cIaplet of flowers and the glove
as on the day Of the funeral the flowers wer
wihered, it is true, bat seemed to have bee
aiken that no dust should soil their whteness.
have seen May monuments where art has exhaus
cd its powers to awaken the sympathes Of til
Spectator; bur ! have met with none that spea
more touchingly to my heart than this siinpl
but delicate memento Of departed innocence.
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