Portage sentinel. [volume] (Ravenna, Ohio) 1845-1854, 1847-06-02
been!o Then glancing around inquirinsly,

], been!o Then glancing nround inquirihgiy,
she added s'fgs
.Where am Ia--and who are youi-I
do not know YOU" s.sa'R Ssf
/. A wild surmise flashed across the mind
Eof the matfon1the long lost reason d Tie
wdnaersr had setasHsd! But the good wo.
Imam replied calmly and soothingly,
"Why you are among your friends, md
you will know me presently"
"Then may be you know Edwin and Ell
LEM" rejoined the invalid; shave they
GOMEZ Oh | had such terrible. dream!
/ dreamed that they were married! Only
think, Ellen married to Edwins-'tis
strange should dream hat"
"My poor Lucy" said the matron, with
gush Of tears, 'ahu1 was not dream--
twas all true."
"All true!'' cried the invalid, ethen Ed
win must be 1n!rHe--and that cannot be,
for he loved me-we loved each other
well, and Ellen is my sister. Let me see
them-I will endeayor to go to them!"
She endeavored to raise herself, but fell
back fainting on the pillow. sst
"Why, what does this mean3'' said she,
"what makes me so weakP' tf
Just then, her eye fell on her own hand
that old and withered hand! She gazed
on it in blank amazement. e ei2'la
"Something is the matter with nay sight,"
she said smiling family, "for my hand
looks to me like an old woman's f"
Sand so it is,'' said the matron, gently,
sand so is mine; and yet we had fair plump
hands when we were young. Dear Lucy
do you not know mel am Maria Allen
4 was to have been your bridesmaid"
| can have no more-t will not make
the vain attempt to give in detail all that
mournful revealing-to reduce to inexpres.
sive words the dread sublimity ofthat hope
less sorrow. 5GssA s~sRs sT6@ af
To the wretched Lucy, the last thirty
years were all as though they had never
been. OF not scene, not anincident, had
she the slightest remembrance, since the
night when the Yecreant lover and the
traitoress sister stood before her, and made
their terrible announcement. " 71f
The kind matron paused frequently in
the sad narrative Of her poor friends mad
ness and wanderings, but the invalid would
say with fearful calmness, "go on, 60 on,',,
though the beaded drops OF agony stood
thick upon her forehead. sEf@'23 FL
= When she asked for her sister, the mat.
ron replied: 80 @as asss ,s7 3@zr
"she has gone before you and your fa-
ther also.'' f'3 2 iss; setaa ISa | "a.
Sand my mo.herp' said Lucy; her face
lit with sickly ray Of hope. o.}*ygy
"Your mother has been dead for tssnty
years." 90 s7-gAF i5a-- s : gleisgs.ssa
"Dead! All gone! Alone old: dyingi
Oh God, my cup Of bitterness is fuii!"---
And she wept aloud. " ss'4sS aqf3ys
Her friend, bending over, and rningling
tears with hers, said affectionately: F@g
"But you know who drank that cup be-
fore you.'' e,
Lucy looked up with bswildered ex-
preston, and the matron added:
"The Lord Jesus you remember him."
A look like sunlight breathing througha
cloud, look which only saints may wear,
arradiated the fearful face Of the dying
woman, as she replied: 2st2s '3
"Oh, yes, knew him and loved Him
before I fell asleep t92l
The man Of God was called. A few
who had known Lucy in her early days.
came also. There was much reverential
wondering, and some weeping around her
death-bed. Then rose the voice Of prayer.
At first, her lips moved, as her weak spirit
Joined in that fervent appeal --then they
grew still and poor Lucy was deaa-dead
in her gray-haired youth! s4a assfy
But those that gazed upon that placid
face, and remembered her harmless life and
her patient suffering, doubted not chat the
morn Of and eternal day had broken on
her NlGHT OF YEARs.ssf .ssis
"THE AMERICAN STAR. H. We have
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