Wisconsin tribune. (Mineral Point, Wis.) 1847-1854, 1850-01-25

was wrought -IIIiIaS-nothlng more
And now. my dear child [ have told Won
all And you are ours by every strong.
and sweet and lasting tie And we bless
God for the gift i"
The maiden raised her wet face from
her quivering bands and sobbed
And God viii bless you all for your
many ministries Of naercv:" and half calm
ing her agitation added but my moth
ers grave-where is that2 Nav | not
see it-may | not 90 to it now 2'
Yes. my child there is a namelcss
grave III yondcr hurcayard-you have
seen it often I have watched vou rs Won
stopped to look at it and to pluck the
weeds from among the flowers that have
grown all over it fencing it round with
perfume and b!oom; and have seen you
trail the Wild vines around the LIGHT trei-
liS there. ard push aside tic rich droop-
ing fringe of TIC weefing willow that its
changing shadows ally might rest unon
that grave Ard yet YOU knew not Who
slert there. 1t was stranec-very strange
but YOU never inquired
/ know I krow-wcu I know the
snot returned Lilies nuca agitated -
Why ! did not ask much rs wished to
know. I cannot te,I-I feared to. o. no.
", hallowed spot how dear it will be to
me /"
The door oS tic a9artment opened and
LUIS and his s,stcr came IN. Seeing IL
Has II tears the former seated himself bv
her and taking her hand inouirnA with
tender earnestness. wat Lad disturbed
her
Nothinc-nothing she replied hur-
riedlv struggling to withdraw her hand
and shrinking from his gaze Unable to
corqGer her emotions she left the apart
ment
Lnis looked at lis mother for an oxpla-
nation. Rose had already guessed It
And as Mrs St Lucas answered the
young man remarked thougltfully
Well well do remember that night
that dark and fearful highland boy.
child as I was l held the slecping Lillias
through every hour in my arms, to my
heart
And did there one wish come un-one
single wish Would | could hold her
there forever" Nav. nav sic was SIS
ter to him he wors',ipned her as such
lie thought Lillias was lovelv and in her
deep pure heart slumbcre4 wealth that
none had read. Gentle. diff lent rctir-
ing she was l,ttlc known Ard that fra,l
and graceful form shrouded a mind Of the
deepest dei'cacv and the strourest feel
ings, And all over the saiut-iike heart.
ANGELS had flung the white wing Of holt
ness. and its pure rulsat,0ns moved It's
struggling strings to muse aid the pir-
i'm ef living light bore the spirit-stirrinr
strain to hea@
Late as was the hour Lillias st Lucas
repaired to the old GRAVEYARD and. kncel-
ing beside that mothers mound, buried
her face among the wet branches Of the
willow and wept and prayed-prared
Poor child. she Lad need to pray: to
ask Of heaven strength to meet tie con
ficts of life And now how rajnfuIlv was
she convinced that life would be one Of
darkness-of desolation Whr2 Was
she not surrounded by friends and afflu-
ence and kindness True true But
ever must she struggle with 2 high and
hopeless PASSION ard to hide all traces Of
it. Size felt that the hearts lofty ard l,v-
ing love was fang on a I'D and fireless
altar Luis loved lcT rs Il ster-not'lin@
more. Yet it was his arm that first he'd
her helpless form when placed within his
home But on tlrougi life she must not
lean uron it 1t would shrink from the
shrinking form it cared not to support
The cold shadows of evening gathered
around that knecline one vet she eeded
them not \ low rich voice spoke her
rame Lill.as started to her feet Luis
had passed 10 her s'de
Forgive me for alarming you bat YOU
must not stay here longer my sister" and
he drew her cold hand within lis arm aud
continued as they slowly rrtraccd their
steps FORGET all this LII as aed re
member oulv tAat We are sister and BROTH
er; ard vet'-and his vo'ce grew uncon-
sciously lower ard yet at times [ an
glad we arc not
The burning blood ruS,ed 20 the brow
Of the maiden and she pressed her q Iiv-
cr.ag hand upon her heart t-at her com
rauioG might not hear IDS painful rhrob
hings Iet hope had no part or lot there.
The words were idly sad