Worcester daily spy. [volume] (Worcester [Mass.]) 1850-1888, 1851-06-03

From Arthur's Home Gazette.
Ellen LaWt0n:
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The excitement into which Ellen was thrown bv
the anticipation of meeting her friends once more,
may be readily imagined by those similarly consti-
tuted with her, and the reaction occasiOned by her
disappointment, also. Her heart had been entirely
liked upon 1t, and what cruelty was it in her hus.
band to deprive her thus unreasonabIy of so great
enlOyment-to her so exquisite pleasure
In the sudden rush of her feelings, she recalled
the last years of her life and could recoect
no instance in which she had failed doing all in her
power to contribute TO her husbands happiness On
the other hand, had he not often wounded her feels
ings unnecessarily? Had he ever denied himself
anything for her sake, but required of her sacrifice
of her own wishes to his
The day wore away, and the night found Ellen in
a burning fever. The servant who went for the
physician in the early morning, said she had raved
during the latter part of the night. As the family
physician entered the room, she said mildly
50, do not 90 and leave me | am all ready-all
ready Do not got will kill me if you CO.
The doctor took her hand; it was very hot, and
| her brow was terribly throbbng and burning. He
remained with her the greater part of the day, but
the attack Of fever on the brain had been so violent
that no attempt for relief was of avail.
She grew worse; and about midnight, with o do
not go. MIR. Goron-do not 90 and leave me !'-her
spirit took its flight.
And the morning dawned on Ellen in her death
sleep-dawned as beautiful as their bright enc when
the bell rueg merily for their bridal. Now the dis
NAL death notes pealed forth the departure Of her
spirit TO a brighter world. Would not even an an
gel weep to look upon morning, and then upon
the other?
The birds from the cage to the window, poured
forth their songs; hut they fell unheeded on the ears
they had so often delighted The voices of Fred
and George music to the loving heart of the
young mother, would fall thrilngly on her ears no
more. She lay there, still and cold-her dreams
over-hcr hopes all passed by-the sun Of her young
life set-and how
People came in, one after another, to look upon
her-and wept that one so young and good should
die. They closed her eyes-hey laid her in her
grave clothes, and folded her pale hands-amd there
she lay
And now we leave the chamber of the too early
dead~ Mr.. Goton's feelings ofanger soon subsidized.
In few hours he felt oppressed with sense of the
grief Ellen would experience His feelings prompt
ed him to return to her. Several times he put his
head out of the widow to order the driver to return
his mind was i'll at ease. He, also, invountarly,
reviewed the period ofhis welded life He recalled
the goodness, and PATIENCE and sweetness which FL
len had ever showed hinl-the warm love she had
ever evinced for him; and his heart seemed to ap-
preciate, for the first tire, the value and character
of Ellen. He felt how unjust and unknd he had
often been to hcr-he wondered he could have been
so-and resolved that, henceforth, he would show
her more tenderness
As he stopped for the night, at public house, his
resolution TO return early in the morning. Yet
his business must be attended to. 1t was case of
emergency, He finally resolved to enrust it with
lawyer acquaintance. who lived half days ride
distance from the place where he then was. This
he did; and about noon the following day, returned
hOmeward. He was surprised at his own uneasi-
ness and Impotence. He had never so longed to
meet Ellen. He fancied lis meeting with her--her
! joy at his leturn-her tears at her Disappointment
his happiness in restoring her heart TO happiness by
an increasing tenderness of manner, and by instant
| ly gratifying her wish of return home
All day and all night he travelled. 1t was early
morning when he arrived at his own door. He was
surprised at the trembling emotions and quckened
beating of his heart, as he descended the steps of
bis carriage, and assembled those to his own door,
He passed on to the room of his wife. The light
! cleaned through the small opening over the door,
and he thought he heard whispers. Softly he opened
| the door o what terrible heart-rending scene
was before him The watchers left the room; and
Mr. Gorton stood alone, in speeches. agony, before
the being made speeches. by himself
The sensibility long slumberng within his
worldly, hardened heart, was aroused TO the very
keenest of torture And Ellen; gentle spirit that
she was-how would she have grieved to have seen
the heart that she loved so overwhelmed with grief
regret, remore, despair
Ellen my own Ellen
But she could not hearI
| have killed thee, gentlest and best''
But the kindness of her heart was not open n0W
Il forgive thee' could not fall from those lips so
pale 81 love thee,' could never come upon his ear
again-neUer--an neUer-thred his soul, every
chord of which strung to its intensity
If anything could have added to the grief ncon-
solable Of the man stricken in his sternness and
pride it was the grief of his two moiherless boys,
they called on their mothers name in vain, and
asked him why she slept SO long.
Few knew why Ellen died so suddenly and so
young; but while Mr.. Gorton preserved in his heart
her memory and her virtues. he remembered, and
mourned in bitterness and unavaing anguish, that
it was his own thoughtess, but not less cruel, I'M
kindness, that laid her in her early grave.
Never came again the smile upon his face; and
never, though fond mamas manmuvered and lnsinu-
ated, and fair daughters attered and praised, did he
wed again; for his heart was buried with his Ellen,
whom he too late loved as he should have loved.
His love-
1t a sunbeam a blasted hower'
Washington Irving, in his beautiful Affection for
the dead, says: Go to the grave of buried love and
mediate. There settle the account with thy
science for every past benefit unrequed, every past
endearment unregarded. Console myself if thou
canst with this simple, yet futile tribute of regret,
and take warning by this, thine unavailing sorrow
for the Dead and henceiorth be faithful and al
fectlonate in the discharge of thy duties