Vermont phÅ“nix. [volume] (Brattleboro, Vt.) 1834-1955, 1842-11-04

mother turned an inquiring glance upon me
as took the thin white hand of the young
girl in mine, and marked the regular but
feeble bcatings of the pulse
''Shall | send for your daughter, Doctor 2"
she asked.
| acquiesced, and in few minutes Ellen
was sobbng violently, with her face hidden
on the bosom of her "sister"
"Ellen my sweet sister" said Lucy "your
father has told me that must leave you
and her voice faltered-my own dear moth
Grand -, but she did not utter the
name of her lover, for at that moment the
voice of domestic was distinctly heard.
Gle is come, Mr.. Clarence is come -
Now God bless my dear young lady" Luz
cy uttered IA scream of JOY, and clasping Ell
len around the neck, murmured Father in
Heaven, thank thee" and then tainted
with excess of happiness. Her swoon was
brief She recovered almost immediately,
and her face was radiant with happiness.
CLARENCE IlAMILToN was pursuing his
studies at a distant college, aud the letter
which summoned him to c., had scarce
ly intimated danger in the illness of his be-
troihed. 1t had been delayed on the way,
and but half the time of lis Journey had sul-
feed to bring the eager ANXIOUS student TO
the spot where his heart had stored its af-
iectlons, and ceniercd its hopes, next to
Heaven, for Clarence, was more than no.
bic hearted, high souled man he was a
disciple of Jesus Christ, and he was fitting
himself to be an Apostle of His holy reig-
studies, and was then to be united to the
ion. He had nearly completed his course of
beautiful Lucy May.
Three months before the Sabbath even
ing of which we write Lucy was in health,
and with her companion Ellen, was perform
ing her delightful duties as Sabbath School
teacher. Returning home she was exposed
to sudden storm of RAIN and took cold
Her constitution, naturally feeble was spec
Oily affected, and consumption, that terrible
foe to youth aud beauty, seized upon her as
another victim for its mighty no ocaust to
death. At first the type of her disease was
mild, but within three weeks it had assumed
fearful character, and now her days were
evidently far.
For this dreadful intelligence, Clarence
was not prepared. He feared, but he hoped
more, and though his heart was heavy
! Hope klndled a bright smile on his manly
face as he entered the little paror, where he
spent so many hours of exquisite happiness.
He had alighed from the stage just before
it entered the village, and proceeded at once
to the residence of Lucy.
As Mrs. May entered the room, the smile
on his face faded, for her pale face told a
tale to his heart.
| 3d. has
the welcome of fond hearts,"
GLOW is Lucy? Why is your face so
deadly pale Oh say she is not danger
ously i'll, tell me-and a thought of keener
misery entered his heart; "she is-oh my
God, my Father in Heaven, strengthen me-
she is dying-even now dying P
may, nay, Clarence" said the mother
soothingly. Lucy lives, and we must hope
for the best but be not alarmed if you see
her face even paIer than my own. Are you
able to bear the sight nov p
There was but little consolation to his
fears in the reply of Mrs. May. Lucy wa:
living but there was an anguish in the
expression-"we must hope for the best,
and he said hurredly:
ooh take me to her at once-now," and
and then sinking on his knees, while Mrs
May knelt beside him, he entrea,ed God, IL
a voice choked with emotion, for strength to
bear this trial, to kiss the rod of chastlse
, ment. to receive the bitter with the sweet
and prayed that the cup might pass from
him, even as did his Master in the days O
his incarceration and anguish. He arose
and with calmer voice said
, 81 can see her now"
At this moment joined them with Lu
; cy's earnest request that Clarence shoult
: come to her at once. We entered tn
e chamber Just as Ellen had partially opcne'
blind, and the last rays of sunlight stream
: ed family through into the room and fell 70
q moment OH the white cheek of Lucy, rem
y dering its hue still more snowy. Alas 10
' Clarence. As his earnest eyes met those O
4 his betrothed-her whom he had left in tn
A very flush and perfection of youthful lowell
ness-now, how changed His heart SUM
e within him, and with wild sob of anguis
. he clasped her pale, thin fingers, and kisse
: her coorless lips, kneeling the while at tn
d side of her couch.
i Clarence, my own Clarence" said th
n sweet girl, with an effort to rise, which sh
# did, supported by his arm. He spoke not
G he could not-dared not speak '.n
! "Clarence, cheer up my beloved !" bu
d her fortitude failed, and all she could d
was to bury her face in her lovers bosom
:. and weep We did not attempt to chez
their grief; nay we wept with them, an
l. sorrow for a while had its luxury of tears
Y unrestrained.
l. Clarence at length broke the silence.
n "Lucy, my own loved Lucy God fol
give me for my selfish grief" and he adde