The Middlebury galaxy. [volume] (Middlebury, Vt.) 1848-1850, 1848-06-20
Are you at ease ?
PERFECTLY. Kiss me-


fast, and why Jared its strokes SO heavily
upon the excited nerves of Clara 1t
counted away, fast and faster, the fleeing
seconds of the parting seraph.
Father! Clara John = whispered
Annie
Clara bent over her sister, and looked
silently OIL her face. Her eyes were clos
ed, her countenance was still, save for the
smile that still lowered upon her lips.
She is talking in her sleep thought
Clara.
Mother, mother, murmured the dying
girl.
Again Clara looked upon her sisters
face, but it was perfectly still even the
smile had fled. Annie Gray's gentle spir-
it had passed away.
She has gone sound asleep at last,
thank God said Clara.
Morning dawned. Mr.. Gray raped at
his daughters chamber door, 10 inquire
how Annie had slept Clara opened the
door.
what! been up all night, poor Clara {?
Could you get no one to set up but your
selfP
7 could not have left Annie, father
How does she seem 2
Better. Still sleeping.
Thank Heaven
The father hurried away from the door,
to finish dressing. After having raised
the window and opened the blinds, Clara
H. LNlA,1I -laaDar aud lOnk
ed upon her face. The face was cold and
stiff-the eyes half open, and stony--the
blue lips were apart, and the white teeth
glistening between them. The hand that
Clara had taken fell heavily from her
grasp. With heart>rending cry, Clara
cast herself upon the body of her sister,
and tainted. That cry brought the fath~
er back into the room. The father was
strong man. He suffered, as he gazed
upon his dead Annie, as deeply as Clara
had; yet no tear sprung to his eye-no
groan broke from his lips. The muscles
of his iron face worked convulslvely -his
broad chest heaved, as he stood some mo-
ments looking upon the sisters. Then,
gently lifting The insensible Clara from
the body, he bore her to the next room,
laid her upon the bed, and calmly walked
down stairs to send for Mrs. Brown. That
benevolent lady was not at home. She
was occupied with laying out Mrs. Pipers
baby, which had Just expired. Some 9TH
er neighbors, however, rendered their SER
vices to see to things.
Sunday came-ihc Sunday of poor Annie
Gray's funeral. Clara had exhausted her
strength by giving way to the widest express
sions Of grief and despair, and now lay pros
lrate upon The very bed on which Annie had
yielded up her gentle spirit. Clara lay quiv-
ering, gaspiDg, fainring, under the weakness
induced by violent outbreak OF sorrow.
Low means and signs were all that escaped
her now. The rooms below stairs were fill
ing with funeral guests. Mrs. Brown, who
had taken the direction OF affairs. was IN
high state ofexcitement and business Poor
Mr. Gray was standing about in everybody's
way, having nothing 10 do, looking heart
broken, gazing into vacancy. Mrs. 3rown.
in her fying hither and thither, ran against
him, and nearly overturned him ;started beg
ged his pardon, and asked him for his hat,
ITO pin piece of Grape round H." Poor
Mr.. Gray put his hand 10 his head, and
looked around in perplexIty.
Your hat, Mr.. Gray-your hat, if you
please, 10 pin piece of Grape on IT,"
His face worked convulsively. He gave
her the hat, and turned away. The old lady
looked al him, and said, while she fixed his
hat
"Dear. dear! Mr.. Gray, don't take on so
don't. Bear this like mana Christian
man. Armies gone 10 heaven. She was
sweet, good
Don't, DON'T" whimpered poor Gray.
"But must-l must talk 10 you. It's for
your own good. You know I'm your best
friend, don't you?"
81 know you have been very kind TO me
and mine, Mrs. Brown. You were like
mother TO the poor girl tbat's-thaI's"-
sThats gone. Yes and if she had taken
my advice, instead offollowing after Doctors.
from the first, she would have been living
nown
"God bless you, Mrs. Brown-God bless
YOU. | shall never forget your kindness 10
the poor moiherless girl. May God reward
you"
Should not that blessing have "heaped
Goals of rre upon her head ]"
1--WE tried 10 do my du.y, Mr. Gray" SAID
the self sufficient old lady, as she moved oil
with bundle of white cambria for the hack
drivers hats.
In the mean time, Clara lay upon tho bed
in the upper room. The guests continued to
arrive. She heard their slow steps, their
murmuriag tones, and their whispered con-
dolements. At last, all was still. Then the
tones The clergyman's voice were heard, as
he read the sublime funeral service of the-E-
piscopa Church. AtIength his Soice ceased.
Then, by the moving of many feet, and
the slow rolling of carriage wheels, Clara
knew the corpse was heing borne out and
that the funeral procession was IN The ac' oil
being formed.
farewell. Annie Farewell, playmate
Farewell, sister,"
These W words burst from her lips, in heart
breaking sobs, many, many times; and as
long as the reirealine sound orthe wheels was
heard, she gasped from time TO time =,
Farewell, Annie Farewell, dear Ann'e!'
"How often" says celebrated divine It's
the excitement OF thought and feeling so
great. that but for the interruptions OF hum
Bic cares and rifles-the interpretations of
wise Providence-ihe mind and frame would