The Columbia Democrat. [volume] (Bloomsburg, Pa.) 1837-1850, 1842-10-15

was moi prepared. He feared, but Il
hoped more. and though his heart wa
heavy. Hope kindIed bright smile on hi
manly lace as he entered the little parlol
where he had spent so many hours of ex
quisiie happiness. He had sIighted from
the stage just before il entered the village
and proceeded at once 10 the residence O
Lucy.
| As Mrs. May entered the room; th,
smile on his lips faded, for her pale fac,
told tale 10 his heart.
clarence, my dear Clarence, you have
the welcome of fond hearts,
Howl is Lucy!' WHY'S your f. ce Sc
deadly pale! oh! say she is no, dangerously
lli,lell me-and though. of keener misery
entered his heart; she is--oh my God, my
Father in Heaven strengthen me--she is
dy ing-even now dying
May, nay. Clarence said the mother,
soo'hingly. Lucy lives, and we mus, hope
for the best: but be not alarmed if you see
her lace even paler than my own. Are you
able to bear the sight nowi'
There was but lIltle consolation 10 his
Tears in the reply of Mrs. Nav. Lucy
was living; bul there was anguish in the
expression-'hope for tho BEST and he said
hurriedy:
oh lake me TO her at once-now,' and
he pressed his hand upon his ,hrobbiny
brow, and then sinking on his knees. while
Mrs May knelt beside him, he en,rea,ed
God, in voice choked with emotion for
strength to bear This trial, to kiss The rod of
chas'lsement. to receive the bitter with the
sweet, and he prayed that the cup NIGH,
yass from him. even as did his master in
&c &c ee5si sf5ss. H Hand wit csrmsr voies saiI:
Il can see her now a4F
AT tins moment, joined then with Lucy's
earnest ireques, that Clarence should come
o her at once. We entered the chamber
ust as Ellen had partially opened blind.
md, the las. rays Of sunligh. sueamed faint.
y through into the room. and fell for al
on the while cheek of Lucy, rem
ierlng It's hue still more snowy. Alas!
or Clarence. As his earnest eyes met
hose Of his betro,hed-her whom he had
eft in the very flush and perfection OF
youthful loveiiness NOW how changed!
His heart sank within him, and with a
wild sob of anguish he clasped her pale
hin fingers, and kissed her colorIess lips,
kneel;ng the while at the side of her couch:
Clarence, my own Clarence,' said the
sweet girl, with an effort to rise, which
she did, supported Ly his arm. He spoke
,o,-he could not--dared no. speak!
Clarence. cheer up, my beloved; but her
Tor,i,ude failed, and all she could do was
o bury her face in her lovers bosom, and
weep. We did not attemp, TO check their
grief; nay we wept with them, and sorrow
Tor awhile had its luxury of tears unres.
trained. .t
Clarance a. length broke the silence,
Lucy, my own loved Lucy! God for.
give me for my selfish gref;' and he added
fervenlly, lifting his fearful eyes TO Heaven
give us grace to bear this trial
aright,' and turning to we, he added, pray
for us, Docior--oh! pray that we may
have strength to meet This hour like Chris.
'ians.'
When the voice Of prayers caused, all
feelings were claimed. but ] deemed il
advisable to leave the dear patient TO brief
repose;-and Ellen alone remaining, we
retired 10 the parlor, where Clarence learn.
ed from US more Of her illness and of her
true condition, for dared not delude him
with false hopes.
Doctor said he, with visible anguish,
there is no hopper
Not of recovery, | fear, though she may
linger some time with US; and be better
than she is TO day.
Then Gods will be done, said the
Young man, while holy confidence lighted
up his face, now, scarcely less pale then
thai Of his betrothed Lucy