Madison Whig advocate. [volume] (Canton, Miss.) 1839-1841, 1839-12-28

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yorwere willingly. mildly and at ma
q loys-and sorrows l. has been when pit
trust, betrayed youfde YOUR secret an
then, my dear Edward,a has never, sp
. server You are troubled.-e. Why, We
tell me the canse-n uel re- err
Something of returning te-c to ed
soltened for an instant the cold g. ga
OF the husbands features. but II naSI y
away and a bitter smile was his onf
reply
| Time passed on. and the twain were
separated from each other The husbaue
sat gloomily and alone in damp dun
gon lie had followed ambition as his
god, and he had failed in his high career
de had mingled with men whom his
heart loathed. he had sought the fierce
wronged spirits Of his land. and had
breaihed into them the7maaness of re-
venge- He had drawn his sword against
his country; he had famed rebellion 10
the flame, and it had been quenched in
human blood He had faIlen-nise
bly, iailen-and was doomed TO die the
deaih of the traitor
II was his last night Of life. The NOR
row was the day appointed for his execu-
ton He saw the sun shrink behind the
green hills Of the west, as he sat by the
dim CRATE of his dungeon, with feeling
of unuttera Bile horror He felt that it
was the last sun that would set to him.
1t would cast its next level and sunset
rays upon his grave-uPon The grave of
a dIshonored traitori
The door Of the dungeon opened. and
a light form entered and threw herself
into his arms. The softened light of sun
SET fell upon the pale brow and wasted
cheek Of his once beautiful wife.
''Edwa rd-my dear Edward she said. |
Il have come to save you; have reach
I'd you, after thousand difficulties, and /
thank God my purpose is nearly accom-
ol.shed."
Misfortune had soflened the proud
leart of manhood, and as the husband I
pressed his pale wife to his bosom, tear
rembied on his eye-lash. 81 have not
deserved this Kindness he murn1ured
n the choaked tones of convulsivc az
~.
Edward" said his wife, in an earnest.
'ut faint fearful debility, 1--WE have not n
moment to loose By an exchange OIL
garments you will be enabled to pass out
Haste, or we may be too late
'ear nothing for me, am a woman, and t
hey will not iniure me for nv efforts in t
ehalf husband dearer than life IL a
elf = I
Bat, Margaret" said the husband v
you look sadly i'll You cannot breathe Y
lie air of this dreadful cell y a
''Oh. speak not Of me, my dearest Ed 1
ard" said the devoted woman. IL can
ndure every thing for your sake f
aste, Edward, haste. and all will be h
elI'-and she aided with trembling V
and TO disguise the proud form of he Al
usband in female garb. d'
Farewell, my love, my rreserver"- a
hispered the husband in the ear of his h
isguised wife, as the Office sternly re- il
minded the supposed lady flat the time Il
Looted for her visit bad expired. Pare Il
ell. we shall meet again.r responded H
IS wlie-and the husband passed out tc
and escaped the enemies of n
IS life. II
They did meet again-tIat wife and b.
only as the dead may meet Il
the awful communing of arother world. CO
Election had borne up her exhausted II
'irit, until the last great purpose of her I'll
,ertlons were accomplished in the safe ii
of her husband, and w1en til. bell b;
lied on the morn, and tie prisoners al
II was opened. the iailor found wrapp- in
in the habilaments of ibeir destined W
ctim, the pale but still beautiful corpse st
the DEVOTED WIFE. 81