Herald of the times. [volume] (Newport, R.I.) 1830-1846, 1842-12-08

N tsOU2 ItUfHiiNu Wy uiS StN'
I0r the surrs, ltial ol her lite lay yet be
fore her. by The conch al her brother
whose flushed cheek aud painful breath
iny told m The disease raging within. {
whom, in his utter he plessncss no huma
hand but her own would minister, sh
wrote to Arthur Dubois.
"'The year has nearly expned,' sh
said, and with it The last faint CLEAN a
hope Arthur the past musician
ever be blolicd from our remem
brnnc-. There is a gulf between uS
over which neither can pass; gnl
opened by The very hand that shoul'
have removed every obstacle. But
will moi upbrald, though ! weep over th'
in,a! cause Of our separation. My poor
misguided, unhappy brmhcr ! there il
too much reason to fear he will, through
life, require the most unremi,iing aiien
li"n, and who, but sister, would en-
/ durc all his waywardness, minister 10 hi
wants, or soolhe with kindn, SIS his rrita
ted feelings No one, Arthur /; and
while he lives, my place is al his side. -
Your path will lead to honor to dislinc
! ton may il lead io happiness while
mine. Farewell. Forget me, ,and never
MS YOU value my peace, seek TO change
my resolution
i "ll required more than human strength
for one 50 Young aud lovely, so formed
To- adorn and ENJOY every social relation,
thus Ia shut out every ray al hope that
could gild the future, and look calmly
upon the cold, joyl' IS lapse Of years that
lay before her-a watcher by n sick bed
"a hopeless Inourner over the lost.
"As said before, this Is not Il tale of
love, nor have ] power to lay bare the
rrcesses OF anoihrr's heat but for three
weeks my brother struggled for life III
The deliriuni OF n brain fever and from
the distant city, whilhe, ! was summon
ed tn attend him, ! returned 10 find
Grace Falconer but the wreck Of what
she had been.
"NIonIhs passed on, and Frederick
still remaIn.d in a state OF mental de-
rangemeni. Nothing could arouse him
TO take an interest IN what was passing
around him but with his face buried in
his pillow, moiionless, and repulsing all
attempts AT conversation, he would re-
main wh"le days. AT la-i II was sug-
ges.ed that change o! scene might d.
vert hei brothers. mind, aud grasping al
the slightest shadow of hope, like one
who was drowning, Grace disposed of
The last relic Of better days, and with
Frederick, who was passive III her hauds,
left Ashley.
"My marriage took place soon after,
and for five years heard no tidlngs of
my early friend. Rose Cottage remain.
ed closed, for its unworthy possessor, to
escape The well.meiiied contempt that
was heaped on hm, quilted the village.
cit was n year tins very June, that !
was taking my accustomed walk before
sunrise, and, on passing the Cottage,
discovered that il was inhabited A
smoke rose from the chimney, the WIN
Jows were open, aud young girl was
sweeping the fallen leaves from the grav-
81 walk before the door paused be-
fore the gate, and AT that moment caught
glimpse uf "A well-known face. | rush
ed into The house, aud was clasped in the
arms Of Grace FaIconer, while Helen
Weston hung about my neck, and cover.
I'D my face with kisses. Oh how did
HE memory of the long years tha, had
passed since we met IN that room, vanish
iIkc "A dream
"And now tell me, | exclaimed im-
patiently, by what magic | find you
here =
"'l shall leave you TO tell the story
SAID Helen, as she Slded from the room
and Grace smiled as she began.
81 see, JulIa,you have not got the bet
ter OF your curiosity, SO ! shall not keep
you IN suspense. That was sad morning
when we lett Ashley, but one blessed
hope sustained me. Imagine my dis
appointment when it failed. After trav-
cling until my slender purse was nearly
exhausted, without obtaining the slight
est benefit TOR Frederick, took cheap
lodgings ~ the suburbs of -, and
took ~ nccdlewmk. So much OF my
time, however, was occupied with Fred
crIck that "a i | could earn WAS not sui
hclcnl To procure the nccessarlcs Of liic |
One by one, every article Of my ward
robe winch ] could spare, was sold
poverty, IN lis most unmiiIgaled form,
stared Us IN the face and It was with
despair creeping around my heart Ia,d,
one evening, The last stick oi wood on
The hre, aud was preparing a little
n"urISIIDrnt for my poor brother, when
| hcald hun pronounce my name. 1t
was The first time ior nuny, many months,
aud flew To his side. lie threw his
arms around my neck, and wep; yes,
julia, he wrpt like II child. saw al
onco that the clouds which hnd so long
ubscured the light oi reason were rcmov- /
ed and all that had suiirred-.aII We
"cie } ct To suilcr--nas forgotten IN the .
Joy VI that moment.
"Sleep was a stranger to our eyes that
night, Tor we were as those who had
Ioug been parted, and IA few weeks,
through the Influence OF Il lady who had
been kind 10 US, he obtained employment
-hunourable, profitable employment. -
oh how unrcmi,tIngly dad he toll, de-
uyIng bitnselI necessary lest and re-
Ircsmcu', that he might win back our
the loss oi winch he per
crivcd weighed heavily on my heart.