The northern galaxy. [volume] (Middlebury, Vt.) 1844-1848, 1844-10-02

OF his decease. l pleaded fatigue and strove
to rally myself, but succeeded indiffereutly,
did not like the groom. l thought he mus,
be at least forty years Of age-and fancied
could read in his countenance, traces of evil
and unrestrained passions. He seemed fer.
vently attached to Rose, and did not won.
der that he should worship her-but / trem-
bled lest his love should pass away with The
passions Of his object. And then what wonld
become Of Rose. with her confiding and ,rutb-
full heart. These reflections added to nv
gloom'an1 more miserable day never spent
IN the midst of joy and gladness.
When at length l accompanied the bride
10 her chamber L was wholly overcome 1t
was SO like the room in which Jasper died.
could almost see his beautiful dead face
amid the white drapery Of the bed, so very
like that on which he lay, and occupying the
same corner of the ROOM
You are very ill certainly cried Rose,
taking hold my arm as | stood transfixed
and shuddering by the door. sank on the
nearest chai,, and tears and sobs almost suf-
located me.
Mercy cried Rose, attempting with her
habitual light heartedness to rally me; why
the girl is most certainly love-sick. All now
remember how earnestly you used to listen
to Mr.. Forbes revelations of presentiment
spiritual presence, and l know not what else
OF mysticism. | knew he was just the lover
for my romantic coz. But don't break your
heart about him-surely he is not insensible
TO your love and beauty
'Forbear, Rose for PHYS sake cried,
esterday, | saw The cold clods laid over
him.
She stood moment like statue, and then
fell headlong TO the floor. | would have Civ
en- treasures to have recalled those hasty
words, but their work was accomplished
Rose recovered; and for many day she smil-
ed and all thought her happy
When she had been three wears a bride, |
went to spend few weeks with her. | was
not slow TO discern that Mr.. Willard treated
her with GOODNESS, neglect, and even cruelty.
This accounted for the langor of her sylph-
like form, and the pale sad expression of her
beautiful face
L knew you were coming she said, as we
sat alone one evening in her magnificent
chamber. Il knew you were coming, for |
felt you near me. Oh, my friend how true
1t Is that the heart must be rent with Affections
before 1t can admit the light of the land of
spirits. have longed to have an opportuni-
ty to ask you for the particulars of Jasper
Forbes illness and death. used to deem
him visionary, but sorrow has made me
convert to his opinions. III could have I'M
derstood him then, it might have saved us
both much pain. But the evil of this world
was then wholly upon my heart, and the the
beautiful Visions of Heaven could find no en-
trance to my mind. But now / am familiar
with sorrow-and the sweet angels of conso-
lallon have also become familiar to nv spirit.
shall not continue here many years. for the
curtain of mortality is already half removed.
l. sometimes see Jasper near me, oflate, smil-
ling and beautiful They say | am deranged
but you can understand my feelings
l ventured to tell her of all that Jasperhad
said and suffered. And brought from my
trunk the copies of her letters, and the com
ments, that he gave me. Touchingly beau
tliul were his remarks upon those girlish let
tiers. And the revelings of beautiful thought
shone here and there, like apgel's wings
cleaning through the crimson haze Of sun
set sky. 1t was sad to trace the bright Grim
sons of hope; and his despair, oh ! it was
was heart-breaking. Rose kept these pa
pers-and on the night of the fifth June
from her marriage, sat beside her couch
and listened TO the pleasant words of havenly
bliss that trembled OH her lips, while the
Angel of Death set his seal upon her fore
head. Thus passed away two of the dear
est friends ofmy young heart; and their
memory is bliss, compared with the emotions
that swell my heart for some who have been
favored by love and fortune, and whose
hearts have grown callous in the rugged ways
OF life. And many time, as | have feft the
piercing of thorns along my path, have
Jasper's words come back to me so forcibly,
that almost thought heard his soft plain
tive voice repeat-''You may live to wish it
had been your lot to pass away in the morn
ing of life."