Ypsilanti sentinel. [volume] (Ypsilanti, Washtenaw Co., Mich.) 1843-1900, 1845-09-17

Those were passed times Adela, said Mr.. Muir
~, when Helen was 3 little child, and we were
young, and believed you loved me-. 1 should
have thought the grasp or those dear arms strong
er than chains of iron TO bind you to your home !;
those soft lips that called you, even in sleep
Spare me. Edward, in mercy spare mel ex-
claimed Adela, thoughts like these drive me to
madness. You know not all have suffered since
those days, or you would pity me even now. FIT
teen years of sorrow. of anguish, OF remorse have
brought me here. at ast to kneel, before you, and
pray you to forgive me If you cam
And ii was for this, Adea, that you left me-
me who loved you as my ewn soul, whose prayers
whose though ali yoursr
Yes she replied, in tone of utter desponden-
cy, 1t was for ,his and worse than this. | can
look back on days. weeks, months of despair such
as you. even after looking on the grave Of your
child, cannot conceive. Edward, was dear 10
you once, say you, pity me now !
Il do, Adela--God knows do. knew The
depths Of your heart, and your capacity for suf-
ferng, and my heart has bled for you. | knew
that, though III your madness you fled from me.
| from my love, that would have sheltered you and
protected YOU TO your life's end, to him Who
! mo Edward, not to him-never TO HIM = ex-
claimed Adela, ferventlv. Since the hour left
/ your roof have never seen his lace-never, so
help me God
'And how have you lived Adela? You had
nothing who has supported you 2
Il have toiled for my daily bread. Sometimes
was i'll, and then The charity of strangers
supported me for while, and recovered and
! tolled again. Ii was but scanty pittance that
could earn, but felt it was too good for such as
! |. 'Oh! Edwardr continued Adela, in her deep
sad voice. Hhere is bitter punishment for our sins,
even in this world
'And had you no friends 2 asked Mr.. hurry.
Not one. The people with whom | lodged
were kind 10 me, and at first, seemed curious to
know who and what was ; bat their curiosity
soon died away, and they left nae alone to work
aud weep as liked
| 'And this has been your life, Adela . said Mr.
hurry, looking mourntully on the wan face before
him, for The veil had been drawn aside, and he
could see all the havoc time had made fifteen
long weary years of sordid poverty and endless
! labor for one cherished as you had been, you my
pride, my Joy, the wife of my bosom! Oh Abel,
why was 1t thus 2
| She bowed her head before him, and he con
tinued
J "And yet even this is far better than what
feared had been. Why did you hide yourself so
utterly? My hand was ready to help you, though
might see you no MORE"
i knew il, Edward, knew il she cried once
more raising her eyes 10 his but felt it was
part of my punishment nay, sometimes it seemed
partly an expation for my sin, that you should
thilk even worse of me than deserved. Ii wa:
dreadful lfe dreadful 10 its utter solitude, and II
the thousand, thousand membranes that crowd
ed abou, inc day and night. Trif1es long forgot.
ten cane back to me again in my remorse. Al
the bright moments of our early love- all the bliss
of our married life, our partings, our meetings ;
all our Helens looks and smiles, and sweet broken
words they all came back, not to bless but t6
curse me. | who have been so happy. have fol
all these long years had nothing to mark the time
save The dull ticking of the clock, the compliuon o
some petty task, or the beginning of another.
Edward Murry's heart achcd as he listened Il
these sorrowful words. Al last he said, And now
! Adea, where are you going? Why have yol
come here?'
i III have come here Edward, 10 kneel at your fee
and pray you TO forgive me, as you hope for tor
givnes hereafter. have come far to look on vol
once more, hut 90 now TO some distant country
, Forgive me Edward said she earnestly, as sh
fell on her knees before him; g. for the sake @
her who is an angel 10 Heaven, forgive me, for
t am dying"
He trembled, and turned his face away TO hid
t bis emotion. She feared he rejected her petition
and that fear in moment overPowered the strengt
she had summoned, and she fell heavily on IN
> floor.
e In moment he raised her. and flung aside he
bonnet and veil, and chatting her temple as he
: head lay on his bosom. Her long hair. now whit
, as snow, fell round her wan face, and yet ther
was something that bore resemblance to the brigf
Helen, the young girl cut off in her early bloom
That resemblance soltened Edward Murray
, heart and moistened his eye. 'Adela = he sal
softly, May Goo forgive you even as do -
| seemed that she heard and understood his words
D for she opened her eyes and raised them for m'
ment with a look OF intense gratitude, that. to h
] dying day, Edward hurry could not forget. Th
!. eyeIds sank again and all was over.
n A few days later, Edward Murray again stoo
3 beside an open grave, and saw a coffiu, on whic
3 was inscribed no name. laid beside that of his on
child 1t was observed that he wept freely as I'll
e solemn words Of the burial service were uitere
There were many rumors afoat touching the stra
e ger who was buried that day +; but though Il
truth might be guessed. it was never told by hin
J, A few days after the funeral, he gave orders f
the sale of his house and furniture, and left fore