Jeffersonian Republican. [volume] (Stroudsburg, Pa.) 1840-1853, 1843-06-07

the city, and with little difficulty he was
persuaded 10 pay small amount He threw the
dice and won, and being pleased with the fever.
ish excitement which gradually grew upon him
r he tried his chance and won again. Wine was
ordered, and to the gamesler wine is like oil
poured upon fire. A large BET was offered, and
scarcely knowing what he did, he took it up
He lost and then, and not till then, he recol-
lected that ii was Mares money he was gam.
bling away. This thought almost maddened
him, and as desperate resource he resolved TO
throw again, in The attempt TO retrieve his for
une. He did SO, and lost and so he went on
until al last he rushed from the {" he'll" beg
CARED and dishonored man. That night was
passed in misery. He recoleced how he had
wronged the confidence of the orphan girl how
they had knelt together on her dead mothers
grave, and every word then spoken rose up
and taunled him with the thought of what he
was then and what he was now Goaded TO
desperation, he resolved to break the last lie
that bound him TO honor, and in an evil moment
he forged check on merchant in this city
TO large amount. He presented it at The
bank for payment and was detected and thrown
into jail His Trial came on at the criminal
court, and there his guilt was made SO clear
that he was sentenced to iye years imprison-
ment in The peni,enlary. Heavily roned, he
was placed on boald the steamboat which was
10 convey him to Baton Rouge. In the middle
of the night plunge was heard, and the stale
room which the convict occupied was found
empty. Every one on board came TO the con-
clusion that he had thrown himself overheard
and was drowned
Marie was sitting alone in her chamber. She
had been weeping, poor girl, and in her lap lay
her mothers miniature and one of Henrys let
ters.-She had not heard from him for months,
and his silence was the darkest enigma that
ever her young heart had tried 10 solve. He
could no, be dead---no, no. Like the wife of
the gifted Raleigh, she believed lhat
Living or dead, he would not tarry from her,"
At rhis moment servant brought her let
Ter, and single glance told her that it was
from Henry. A glad cry escaped her lips---she
hastily opened il, and instead of the warm
of lovers heart, she read Henry's
confession of his guilt! The servants heard
shrek, and when they came liz, they found
their mistress ifeless on The floor For many
weeks after Marie Dunbar was "a maniac, and
when she recovered her beauty was like that
Of the lily which had been crushed by the
storm. With calmness that savored not Of
earth, she announced her intention of quitting
her place of birth forever. The old homestead
was sod aud the servants, many of whom
had grown grey in the service of her family,
crowded round her with fearful eyes, as she
bid them farewell. Again, and for the last
lime, Marie knelt down upon her mothers
grave. prayer akin 10 His brealhed in the
garden of Gelhsemane, went up TO Heaven,
and the orphan was alone, with none but God
10 shield her!
In the year Of calamity, 1897, when thou
sands were torn away by the hand of disease,
there was sister Of Charity in this City
whose origin none knew, who was universally
beloved. Many a haggard wretch in The Hos
pHal, IN his last agony, had breathed prayer
for The "pale lady" who like an angel had SO
kindly relieved his wants. She never smiled;
but holy radiance would sometimes overspread
her beautiful features, and then as she turned
her deep blue eyes 10 her spirits home above,
she looked like being OF another world.
Some said that she carried in her breast bro
still there was a sorrowful shade on her coun-
lenance, that spoke of blighted dreams and the
wreck Of earthly love.
One evening while the yellow fever was at
lis zenith, poor outcast, " no was evidently in
he last Stage Of the disease, was brought to
he hospital. Medicine was given him, and
he larger rooms being full, he was placed in
One of The small chambers of the building. |,
was now night, and the sky flung with lavish
band the lusre Of lis jewels on the sleeping
earth. The calm sweet noon-ihe silver heart
Of the heaven above-lhrew lis light upon the
lmid flowers, and they with their rainbow eyes
returned lis gIances. The breeze flew by with
ambrosiaI wings, aud as the dying ones inhaled
its passing fragrance, they ihoughI how sweet
a thing it was 10 live 10 health, and they remem-
bered that when they were young they had