Boon's Lick times. [volume] (Fayette, Mo.) 1840-1848, 1847-10-23


wearer OF this public sign Of ma,rimony."
"L.isten, child, and I'll narrate to you one
which know TO be true, although did no
see the occurrence" rejoined the aunt, with
another shake Of the wig.
alt was rough day in March, and two
years after the union Of a very dear friend
Of mine, that her husband was dressed for
hunting. Oh, that dangerous and reckless
amusement. Being late, he was Fastening
TO depart, and IN his hurry to bid adieu, he,
snatched her hand quickly and drew off her
wedding ring, which rolled upon the floor.
This circumstance was unnoticed at the
time, and he proceeded to the door, where
his lmpatien, horse stood paving the ground
held by the groom. Just as he was going
to mount, the cries Of the hounds in full
chase were heard. No sooner were the
well known sounds caugh, by the high-spir-
tied animal, than he rared upon his haunch
es straight in the air, bound from one side
OF the road TO the other, and became com.
pleteIy ungovernable from excitement and
eagerness to join in the sport. After many
useless attempts to gain the saddle, angry
at not being able to start, threw passionate.
ly across the horse, and gained one foot in
s,irrup, when accidentIy, spur struck
deep in the side Of the restless animal. Flu.
rlous with pain, he snapped his bride,
jumped from the earth with sudden bound
and hurled the groom far from him. Away
he rushed down the avenue with his rider
half on, clinging to his name. A high gate
was closed at the end OF the avenue, to-
wards which the horse galloped with fearful
speed. The creature neared the barrier and
leaped 10 it without hesitation, but dashing
against the top rail, he fell with desperate
force, carrying his ill.fa,ad master with him.
My poor friend saw the accident with feel
ings which may be conceived, but not des.
cribed. For many hours she was uncon.
scious OF the extent Of her lamentoble mis-
fortune. Upon recovering from her swoon.
she found her husband stretched upon the
bed a CHASTITY figure. A surgeon was watch.
ing him with fingers pressed upon the flut.
tering pulse bandages stained with blood.
were wrapped round his head his cheeks
were ashly pale, his lips livid and clenched
together. A slight moan escaped them oc-
casionallv, which were the only remaining
signs Of life. In one short hour more, from
being as happy wife as ever the sun shone
upon, my poor friend was a heart broken
widow.
Tears rolled from the old lady's eyes as
she concluded her brief, but melancholy
narrative.
"No wonder tina. you believe in the
omen Of the ring," sobed Alice. "My dear.
poor Harry! oh, what will happen to him "
"No!hing, hope and pray, my love. Do
not weep" entreatcd her aunt. SIT was
very foolish in ME TO tell you this story
very wrong, indeed, but i, was want OF re.
Election. I'm a silly old woman. There,
there, don't cry child !"
A loud crash Of thunder at this moment
occasioned both to start. Flash after flash
Of lightning succeeded, and few large drops
Of rain splashed at intervals against the
windows. Suddenly. one deaiening roar
peaIed overhead, reverbsrating over the
hills miles distant, and a deluge of water
Tell, making the earth appeer involved IN
smoke. Roll after roll OF warning elements
and the heavy clouds floated slow
y on, spou.ing forth their o'ercharged con.
Tents. The heavens grew momentarily
olacker, and the storm increased in its vic.
ence.
Peeping through the west streaked pains,
Alice watched with fear depicted in her
trembling limbs, the raging storm. Gener.
ally without the common nervousness OF her
sex, Alice now paced the room with hurried
step clashing her hands, and lost 10 all con
troll of feeling. Her aunt endeavored to
calm her excitement, but without success.
The narration of the event of the ring.
and the violence Of the storm, had produced
an effect not easily erased.
AS she walking with haste up and down
the apartment, anticipating evil OF every
kind tina! her heated imagination could form,
she s,sod before the window speeches.
with emotion, at seeing the game keeper
running towards the house.
On he came, but his master neither pre-,
coded nor followed him. Alice beckoned
to her aunt, and pointing 10 the hurrying
man rushed out OF the house to meet him,
regardless OF the pouring torrents.
"Tell me-" she grasped, clutching John
by the arm, and stopping him in his course.
"My lady, my master is" John could
say no more.
"Quick, quick" she rejoined, in voice
hollow with dread.
"My master Is in bed quite" Again
Johns breath was quite expended.
SWEET through replied he gamekeeper,
il amusement at the expressed agony OF
his mistress, and her extraordinary determl.
nation TO become in hesitation. SHE'S
in bed, wet through continued John, Sin
my cottage, and he wanted a change OF
Years have swept away since Alsce's
wedding ring fell. Sorrow has not traced
a sinule Gurrow uDon her brow IL time has