The Columbia Democrat. [volume] (Bloomsburg, Pa.) 1837-1850, 1846-05-02

'Ipaik, anu Dule PAIN lea 10 IL from WE
great house, through old dark woods, and
10y little stream, that stole away at last,
singing as il went, into the fields below the
churchyard. The whole village was part
Of The Elm-woOd property, and The church
contained many monuments TO the memory
Of its possessors The family pew had still
lis velvet cushions and drapiers, faded
though they were, and here The lady knell
alone Sunday afer Sunday. Rain and cold
frost and snow, all seemed alike TO heI.
rhe good rector. who soon learned to take
an ineres! in her pale aud melancholy face
never failed TO glance II, that humble wor-
shipper, so constant in her attendance
Sometimes he saw that she was weeping
and his kind heart onged TO breathe com
fort to her evidently wounded spirit. His
attempts TO make her acquaintance at her
own house. had all proved vain. Her hus-
band, whose manner TO the good old priest
was full of scarcely suppressed contempt,
always replied 10 bis inquiries about lho lac
Idy, by saying she received no visiters. To
speak to her on her way to and from the
church, was his only chance Of proving to
| her how much he felt Interested in her well
fare She always waited u all others had
left the church, ,and then stole quietly across
the graveyard, and through the little gate in
10 the park. Oue wet and stormy Sunday,
when the congregation was very scanly,
The clergyman, Mr. Patterson, to his sur
prise, saw the delicate form Of the adv
Of Emowood kneeliDg in her usual place
her meek head bowed in player. When
the service was over, he wen, to her and
offered 10 assist her IN getting home. She
took his asm in silence, and, feeling that
she was trembling with cold, he led her to-
wards Ihe 1eciory, whittier his wia and
iG-lghIer mad preceded hlm. lie looked
mpassionaleiy upon her, as he endeavor'
ed TO shield her from the beating rain, for
he appeared so feeble, that without biz,
help she must have fallen.
This is uying weather for one who seems
so delicate and weak Is YOU he said gent
ny. 'Surely you would not venture to ie4v
home on day like this
i come here for consolation she an.
swered, sadlyiyou know not how much |
need it,
'Bul God is in every place, dear lady.
From your secret chamber He hears your
prayer arise, and surely it is not well to
risk your life thus
'My ifeH she exclaimed, in tone Of
srief thal brough. tears in The old man E
eyes; MY LIFE! Why should nurse and
cherish It, as il were precious thing! Who
would miss me if / were gone! Forgive
me! oh, forgive mel she added, aflera shorl
5lence; 4 know these are wild and snfui
words, Forget that have spoken ihem.-
Think of me only as OF one soreIy 'ried, to
whom your mInsIration5 have given moe
comfort than aught else on earth. Good
and kind know you are Let my name
be sometimes on yoar lips when you pray
to your God We are told The prayer of q
righteous man avaIleh much. Will you
do ihls? she said earnestly, raising her
eyes to his face.
AS hope for peace will answered bel
with much emotion,
'AHd when you hear that am dead, dol
not grieve for me, but thank God that al
wounded spirit has found peace
do not speak so sadly dear lady, said
he rector. You mus he familiar with
Gods Word, you have read there, that He
who made the world, even He, 'heAlelh The
broken ia helr.,
Yes, feel it, she replied. 'Ile, in
deed, heal6lh them, butil is by taking them
10 himself have looked around me here,
she continued, pointing to the graves byI
which they were surrounded, and envied|
hose who have gone before me 10 thai home
where the weary are at rest
! Some few words of comfort the good rec
D tor spoke as he approached his own house
0 and opened tho glass door that led into the
little study where his daughter awaited him.
S The lady hestated, and seemed half fearful
0 of entering, but he led her in and seated her
It'll. H. q ,o ,ybila his dau0hter liVpat ed