The Ohio Democrat. [volume] (Canal Dover, Ohio) 1840-1900, 1842-03-10

nature could endure nc more uealIH neu rom
her cheeks, and her eyes were dim and sunk
en-. She was 10 the las! stage OF consumption,
but il was not that which; was killing her she
vas dying of a broken heart
The noise made by her husband awoke her
from her troubled sleep, and she half started |
Nd in bed the hactic fire seaming along her
cheek, and with wild titlul light shooting iato,
her sunken eyes, There was faint, shadowY |
smile lighting up her face, bu, 1t was as cold \
a. moonlight upon snow. Tie sight might
have moved q feIon'S bosom, but what can
ueue,rsle the scared. aud hardened heart Of
drunkennessl The man besides was in a pas
sion.
.Biast Il woman said the wretch, as ~
yeeed into the room, "is this the way you res 1
csiVe inc after being out all day IN the rain to
get something for your brat and yool Come,
don't 90 10 whining, sGy;' but as his wife
uttered faint cry at his brutality, and fell
back senseess en the bed. he seemed to a.
vaken to a partial sense. of his condition. he
,eeIed step or two forward, put his hand up
TO his forehead, stared wildly around, and then
aazlng almos. vacaDtly upon her, continued,
'but--why, what's The matterP
His poor wife lay like corpse before him,
but a low voice from The other side OF the bed
ans~ cred, pud lie tones quVered as they
spoke.
oh! mothers dead' |: was the voice Of
bic son who had stolen in, aRd ives now cob
bng violenlly as ho tired to raise her head in
his little arns. He had been for weeks her
only nurse. and had long since learned TO act
for himself. He bahed her temples, he cha
fed her limbs, he invoked her wildly to awake.
sDead' said the man, and he was sobered
at once, dead, dead,' he continued in tone
Of horror that chilled The blood and advancing
| 10 the bedside, with eyes starting from their
sockets, no laid his hand upon her marble
brow, "then, oh, my God! have murdered
her! Emily, Emily, you are not dead, say SO,
OBJ! speak and forgive your repentant husbandP
and kneeling by the bedside, he chafed het
white thin hand, watering it with his hot tears
as he sobbed her name.
Their efforts, at length, partially restored
her, and the fret thing sho saw upon revivlng
was her husband weeping BY her side, and
calling her 'Emily' 1t was the first time he
had done 80 for years. 1t stirred old memo.
ries in her heart and called back the shadowy
visions Of years long past. She was back in
their youthful days, before ruin had blasted
her once noble husband, and when all was
joyous and bright as her own happy bosom.
Woe, shame, poverty, desertion, even bis
brutal language was forgotten, and she only
thought Of him Gs the lover Of her youth, Oh!
that moment of delight? She family threw her
arms around his neck, and sobbed tAere for
very joy.
"Can you forgive me, EmiIyl have been a
brute, q villain; OIL can you forgive me?
have sinned as never man sinned before, and
against such an angel as you, Oh! God an
nihillate me for my guilt
'Charles' said the dying woman in tone
30 sweet and low that it aoated through thai
chamber like the whisper of disembodiet
spirit 4 forgive you, and may God forgive
YOU too; but OIL do not embtter this last mo-
ment by such an mpious wish"
The man only sobbed in reply, bu! his frame
shook with the tempest of agony within him
'Charlesp at last continued the dying wo
man. Il have long wished for this moment
that might say something 10 you about ou
little Henry
GOD forgive me for my wrongs 10 him loo!
murmured the repentant man.
y have much TO cay and but little time Il
saw il in,-I feel that shall never live TO SCI
another SUM- A violent fit Of coughing inter
rupted her.
'Oh! no,-you must not will not de- sob
bed her husband, as he supported her sinkln
frame-You'Il live TO cave your repsntant hus
band. Oh! you wi'
Tho tears gushsd into her eyes, but oh
only shook her head. She laid her wan han
on bs and continued feebly.
, might and day, for many long year, hav
!. I prayed for this hour, and never even in lh
darkes, moment have doubted it would come
for | have felt that within me which whispere
that as all had deserted you and | had not, 8
E you would at last come back 10 your earl
feelings. Oh would it it had come sooner
some happiness might have been mice agal
this world,-but Coos will be done!-l al
weak feel am falling fast-Henry; Civ
f me your hund' =,
The little boy silently placed it in hers en-
kissed it, aud laying it within her husband
continued,
'Here is our child-our only born when
am gone he will have none 10 take care 9th
but you, and as God is above, as you oV
, your own blood, and as you value PromIs
to dying wife, keep, love, cherish him. Ol
remember that he is young and tender--lt
the only thing for which would care to live