Lincoln telegraph. [volume] (Bath, Me.) 1836-1846, 1841-03-25
BATH, MAINE THURSDAY MORNING, MARCH 25 1871.

IbS dCdICSt dSSOOiutioiiSJ N''i'''S~ -
friends; the taunts and SCOTS Of those who en-
We'd and hated in silence. Then for poor Alice
herself, came the last worst blow, the sickness
and death bed of mother-sckness and death in
poverty. The last scene was just over; the earth
was Just laid upon the coffin OF Mrs Herbert ;
and Alice sat with her eyes dropping fast, think
ing of the sad What neat p when letter was
given to her, and she saw the handwriting other
uncle in Canada. She had written to him on her
fathers death, and now he answered full of ten
derness and affection, begging his sister and
niece instantly to join him in the new land which
he had made his country. All the topics of con-
ISOLATION which philosophy ever discovered or
devised to soothe the mind under the manifold
and cares of life not worth blade of
rye grass in comparison with one word of true
affection. 1t was the only balm that Alice Her
bert's heart could have received; and though it
did not heal the wound, it tranquized its aching.
Mrs. Herbert, though not rich, had not been
altogether portionless, and her small fortune
all that Alice now condescendedto call her own.
There had been, indeed, a considerable jonture,
but that Alice renounced from feelings that you
will understand. Economy, however,
a necessity; and after taking passage in one
of the cheapest vessels she could find bound for
! Quebec,-a vessel that all the world has heard
of, named the St. Lawrence, she set out for the
good city of Bristol, where she arrived in safety
Oh the 10th day of May, 1873.
must now, however, turn to the history of
Henry Ashton.
|
| 1t was just after the business in Canada was
settled, that he entered room in Quebec, where
several of the officers of his regiment as
sembled in various occupations,-one writing
letter to 90 by the packet which was just about
to sail, two looking out of the window at the
nothing which was doing in the streets, and one
reading the newspaper. There were three or
four other journals on the table, and Ashton took
up one of them As usual, he turned to the re-
cord Of the three great things in life, and read
first the marrlages-then the deaths; and as he
did so, he saw,-'Suddenly, at his house in Port
land Place, William Anthony Herbert, Esq The
paper did not drop from his hand, although he
was much moved and surprised; but his sensa-
tons were very mixed, and although, be it said
truly, he gave his first thoughts, and they were
sorrowful, to the dead, the second were given to
Alce Herbert, and he asked himself, is it pos
sible that she can ever be mine? She was GER
tanly much agitated when left
Here's bad business! cried the man WHO
| was reading the other newspaper. sThe Her
berts all gone to smash, and | had six hun
bred pounds there. You in for it, too, Ash
ton. Look there They talk of three shillngs
in the pound
Henry Ashton took the paper and read the
account of all that had occurred in London, and
then he took his hat and walked to head quar-
tiers. What he said or did there, is nobody S
business but his own but certain it is, that by
the beginning of the very next week, he was in
the gulf Of st. Lawrence. Fair winds waited
him soon to England but in ST. Georges Chan
mel all went contrary, ard the ship was knocked
about for three days without making much way.
| A fit of Impotence had come upon Henry Ashton,
and when he thought of Alice Herbert, and all
she must have suffered, his heart beat strangely.
One Of those little incidents occurred about this
time, that make or mar mems destinies. A coast
ing boat from Swansea to Wiston came within
hail, and Ashton tired of the other vessel, put a
pormanteau, servant, and himself into the little
skinner of the seas, and was in few hours
landed safely at the pleasant watering place of
Vision super mare. 1t wanted yet an hour or
two of night, and therefore post-chaise soon
rolling the Young officer, his servant, and his
portmanteau towards Bristol, on their way to
London. He arrived at n reasonable hour, but
yet, some one of the many things that fill inns,
had happened in Bristol that day, and Henry
drove to the Bush, to the Falcon, and the Foun.
/, tain, and several others, before he could get q
place of rest. At length, he found two comiorta
Bile rooms in small hotel near the port, and hat
sat down to his supper by warm fire, when an
Irish sailor put his head into the room, and asked
if he were the lady that to 60 down to the
st. Lawrence the next day. Henry Ashton in.
formed him that he was not lady, and that, as
he had Just come from the St. Lawrence, he was
mot going back again, upon which the man with
drew to seek further.
Ten, eleven, twelve o'clock struck, and Henry
Ashton pulled off his boots, and went to bed
At two o'clock he awoke, feeling heated and fe
versh and to cool himself, he began to think O
Alice Herbert. He found it by no means goot
plan, for he felt warmer than before, and soon
sufocating feeling came over him, and he though
he smelt strong smell of burning wood Hi
bedroom was of those unfortunate inn be
rooms that are placed under the mediate car a a,
protection of sitting room. which like G.,