The Caledonian. [volume] (St. Johnsbury, Vt.) 1837-1867, 1842-11-22
st. Johnsbury, Vt November 20, 1S49.
Vol. 6. No. II. Whole No. g77.

Clarence came, so that the agony of her grief in pros
pect of separation from him had yielded to the bliss
full anticipation of heaven, that gorions cline where
she should ere long, meet those from whom twas
more than death to part
Dearest Lucy, said Clarence ,as they stood gazing
on the summer flowers, 'you are better, love. May
not our heavenly Father yet spare you to me-to
your mothcr-to cousin Elen-to happiness
'Ah, Clarence, DO not speak oflhis 1t will only
end in deeper bitterness. must go--and Clarence,
you must not mourn when I exchange even this
bright world for the Paradise of Immortality
Clarence could not answer. He pressed her hand
and drew her closer to his hrobbing heart and she
resumed pointing to bright cluster of amaranh--
See there, Clarence is the emblem of the life and
the joys to which am hastening.' Three
weeks had passed. 1t was again the evening of the
Sabbath / stood by the couch of Lucy May. Her
mother and Ellen sat either side, and Clarence
Hamilton supported pillow in his arms the head
ofthe fair girl Disease had taken the citidel, aud
weawaited its surrender to Death.
The man Of God, her pastor from childhood, now
entered the room and Lucy greeted him a1ectonate-
y, and when he said, IS it well with thee my daush
ter--ls it well with thy sou?' she answered in n
clear and swecty confding tone of voice
1T is well! Blessed Redeemer, thou art my only
trust
Clarence bent his head close to the head of lu-
cy, and whispered in her ear, but SO distinctly that
we all heard
Lucy, since you cannot be mine in life, oh! deur-
est, be mine in DEATH let me follow you to the grave
as my welded wife, and shall have the bssful con
ISOLATION of anticipating reunion in Heaven.
The eye of the dying girl lighted up with quick
and sudden joy, as she smlingly answered.
ut is wea Clarence--I would fan bear thy name
before dien We were startled at this strange re-
quest and answer, but heart lip ventured to OPP
p'se it. Lucy then said -
mother, dear mother, deny me not my last request;
will you and Ellen dress me in my bridal robe /
will wear it to my tomb Clarence also besought
Mrs May to grant this wish, and let him win bride
and mother; and she answered.
'As you and Lucy WILL but it will bc,-and her
heart spokc--'it will be mournful bridal
Lucy motioned us from the room, and we re-
tired. Clarence was the first to speak.
sYou will not blame me that seek, even in the
of death, to make her my wife. Oh, how much
of bliss has been crowded into this anticipation
and though il will indeed be sad bridal it will
sweeten the cup of bitterness which is now pressed
to my lips
In few moments we re entered the hallowcd
chamber. The light Of day had faded, and single
lamp was burning on the stand Lucy arrayed
in muslin robe which scarce outrivalled her cheek
in whtcness save where the deep hectic, now heigh
! tened by excitement, flushed it. Clarence seated
himself by her and she raised sitting posture
and supported in his arms. She placed her wasted
h,nl g, said bolf pIn hal cod,
a worthless offering, Clarence
He pressed it to his cvcred lips his face pale and
flushed by turns. The minister arose and stood be.
fore them, and in few words and simple, united those
tive lovely beings in tie which all felt must be bro
ken ere another sun should rise Yet the tie reg
istered and acknowledged in heaven.
As the holy pronounced them one flesh, and
lifted up his hand and voice in benediction, Lucy put
her feeble arms around Clarence and in low voice
murmured--
'My husband'
eMy wrep responded Clarence, and their lips met
in long and sweet embrace.
We gave them congratulations through quick tears,
exchanged the sweet kiss of holy love land friendship
| and left the welded pair.
That night before the last hour, the Ariel as
messenger Of peace to that bridal chamber, and
though new fountains Of earthly bliss had been open
ed in the heart of Lucy Hamilton, she repined not at
the summons, but while heavenly joy sat on her fea
lures, and her lips murmured peace-fnrewell ,hus-
band-mother STANDARDIZATION pure spirit took its
fight and her eless body lay in the ardent embrace
! of the woe strIcn, but humble Clarence, who still
| fingers in this weary world, doing his Masters work
| and waiting his Masters will to be united to hi:
angel bride in Heaven.
! From Blackwo0d.
HOP T. by SCHILLER.