Herald of the times. [volume] (Newport, R.I.) 1849-1856, 1849-12-20

me, and the petition was granted, that
he should turn in horror away. I
coul ID not have him die and, perhaps.
my prayers were answered as a judg.
ment on this unreconciled heart"
Faint and exhausted, Lillias lay, al.
most breathless, on the heated pillow.
The agony Of Luis cannot be described.
And she ceased speaking
"Lillias. Lillias, my own loved one"
was ~rung from his bleeding heart.
Again she started, and lifting her
dark and startling eyes, said with touch.
ing vehemefce- :.
"HsIk !! hear his voice ho has
come home ! did not know it. Oh
yes, remember, he 10 sick must 20
to him sick no he Vds sick /; but
now-is it wickedi and re, l hapo
wished he..wefe sosnow for then. then
he would not look SO coldy on me. -
Then could be with him, watch
over him. ba,he his burning brow, and
cool his feverish temples; and when no
slept, could gaze for hours upon his
face, and bend my lips to his. aud count
the lingering pulses as ] held his hand
in mine. My hearts worship touches
no, one ,hrob ofhis, thrilling: i, to mu.
Sic"
Again the sufferer ceased. exhausted;
and wretched hearts we're throbbing
all around her. Z.
The agony of Luis almost drove him
mad.
"ls it possible" whispered Lord
Claremonte," that you have no. loved
her ,--how could yon help u" '.I
II have loved her, my Lord, and do
still and believe me, she has ever
been the dearest Of earthly Objects.
And ye, can hardly believe it posi-
BILE that have been the bein. Of her
idola,ry. Blessed Saviour, can it be %.
Luis was still very feeble. His sui.
ferngs. the excitement Of that ono
scene was feared would again p 'ostratc
him and his friends and physician
tried to prevail on him to retire and
compose himself But no; scarcely
for a moment would he leave the bed
side Of Lillias. Hour after hour Of
that long nigh, passed, and she slept;
and her sumber was sweet and peace
ful, save now and then grieved sob.
such as quirers on the infants lip and
tear that moistened the shadowy
lashes that swcp, her marble. cheek.
The rich curtains Of the window
we're flung back, the blinds pushed
aside, and the, window raised. that the
morning sunlight might find It's way
into that silent, solemn chamber
Drops of sweat stood on the brow OF
the unconscious wife, and the warm
breath came more life-lke. She open
ed her eyes; the wild glare was gone,
and the rich deep light was saddensd
and softened. Rose was bonding over
her.
Rose" she murmcred, incolereptly
IL have had dreadful dream. /
thought, that for year. we were seper-
atcd, and that-and that-But no; oh,
God it is no dream. II, is even. so.-
Aud you have come back, come back
once more how glad am, and how
little you are changed. But why the-o
tears. it that look SO little like my
former self, And why do you turn
away-can you not bear to look on the
ruined wreck Of your sister 7"
Rose could not speak, but buried
her face among the pillows. and wepf
but fearing her agitation might injure
the invalid, arose and left the room.
Luis stood by the couch Of his smit.
ten bride all else had withdrawn. lie
took her mo,ionless hand in his hc,
bent his quiveriug lips to hrs, and
the hearts hot tears bap,sed that
sweet pale face. Then commsding his
feelings, he said ..
"Lillias, my own loved one, ! have
one word to say to you; will you listen
can you hear tr' and there was Q
touching tenderness, in his tones ,hst
could not be mistaken.
81 can hear anything but those fear.
ful words you uttered" she family
whispered.
And Luis explained oil. And as she
listened, the pale blood again strug.
gled to her aching temple, and the
emile to her white lip. Life was once
more quivering among the broken