Richmond palladium. [volume] (Richmond, IA [i.e. Ind.]) 1839-1854, 1849-02-14
SELECT TALE.
From The Ihiiadeiphia Sun.
THE WIDOWS DAUGHTER.
Temperance Tale.

AS there is a God in heaven. JACOB,
am innocent cried his distracted wife
sinking on her knees and crying for mer
cy. ''Do not murder me! DO not as yo,
value your souls salvation And she
lifted her hands in duplication. as fire
shot from the Jealous eyes Of her iniuria
ted and drunken husband.
innocent are your cried the sottsl
and bewildcrcd man. There take that
Mrs. Innocent and he lcvclled furious
turning on one side to avoid his attack
which doubtless would have deprived her
Of life, the Keeling inebriatc stumbled and
fell PROSTATE on his face, while his wife es-
capped uninjured, but appalled, and pctri-
fed with fear, wringing her hands in an.
gnish, and imploring for mercy, as she
shrunk in one corner of the room, trcm-
bling, pale and sobbing
'llow came that hat here, then. YOU
wicked jade! Whose hat is il! Tell me
or III kill you. if have to hang a thou
sand times for it, cried the frantic drunk
ard. as he gathered himself up from his
PROSTATE position; and with heavy blud-
geon, once more approached the shrink
ing form Of his terrified wife
"lt is your own hat Jacob. II is. in
deed it is; look at it. and convince your
SELF cried the sobbing, imPloring wife.
'So-you take me for fool. do you
lump Of sin. But III cure you of these
vile tricks" cried her husband. who rush.
ing upon her with a well aimed blow.
struck her to the ground, as she vainly be-
sought his mercy. The blood flowed co.
sIsyC fro, he. III
lay stretched, insensible, on the floor, her
brutal husband gasping over her; the beau
fifuI, fragile, DELEGATE, tender, and devo-
ted Hannah Bradley--the widows only
child. who. when she gave way her be-
loved daughter. to the man who protested
to love her. enjoined him with deep pa
thos, TO use her gently. for she was deli
cate, and had a heart of bleeding sensi-
bility-and Jacob, said that poor mother.
very solemnly 'the least ill usage would
kill her.
Father! what have you done!' cried a
beautiful black eyed girl of fourteen. who
now rushed into the room. attracted by
inc screams Of her poor mother as she en-.
tered the house from school.
oh! father! father! you have murdered
poor motherr cried Jane Bradley. as she
ran weeping to raise the bleeding head of
the unhappy wife; at the same time the
entrance OF servant maid brought time
~ assistance. BY their united aid. the
poor victim was carried to bed: her dauob.
ter busiiy engaged in chafing her TEMPLES.
and staunching the blood that still flowed
from her head. while the maid was dos.
patched with frightful haste for a NEIGH.
BORING physician. The wound was seri.
ous' out as there appeared no fracture of
"'e scur' Jane was relieved by the assu-
.. .s"ce o. tne recovery Of her mother in
" week or two. yet even this
assurance ",,' could not dry her tears.
"nen the word murder RANG in tho
ears OF Jacob Bradley from the S;lver
voice OF his blooming daughter. no Col,
DOH OF flre shoot through his hear, tho,
sooered him in a moment. I'm, bo.n
petrifed all his faculties. He stood roo,'
60 70 the floor like one entranced
' seemed TO float on all around him
,, ne wakened from horrid dream,-
IN onS al what he grasped in his hands
hl,,J.sS "e neld his own hat-and n
S.uugeon covered with blood in the o,her,
S Uwrange Pnantoms danced before him
~" ."@' "aa happened! What had be dom
/, e gaAed upon the floor. and nool. oc
oiooo struck the eye-balls blind. Ha 49,.
he had been dinin, on,
ms friend Jovial's. But what had he dor
ne could not distinctly remember
heavy weight like death hung on his
nears, and sinking on chair he eroaned