Lynchburg Virginian. [volume] (Lynchburg [Va.]) 1829-185?, 1851-06-19
LYNCIIBURG, THURSDAY MORNING JUNE 10, 1851.

her very soul. he tones oil her voice VIII
ring in my ears until they are dullcd by
death. A deep. painful silence pervaded
the room. Tears stood in many bright
eyes, and many red lips quivered with G.
motion. Then she ceased and arose from
her seat, but SO pale was she | feared she
would faint.
We soon after returned home. The
distance was short but the time seemed an
age until we reached our house. Iwould
have given woil1s TO have spoken and to
have told her al--al my soorrow-all
my rcpentance-but could not;my tongue
Glove to the roof OF my mouth, nor indeed,
until long after we had reached our home
and she bade me goodnight" could |
utter a word. Then and only then !
stammered out request that she would
renain for few moments. She closed
the door and returned to her char, raising
her large, dark eyes inquirlngly to mine.
hcsitaied.
Emily" at last SAID IL hnd not cal
led her so for months bcforc-"E Emily. will
you not sing me those songs you sang to-
night!"
Certainly, You wish it," she replied,
and seating herself at the piano, she sang
them again in clear, calm tone.
| had determined when the songs We're
finished TO seek reconciliation; but the
demon, pride, whispered you be less firm
lhan she this cannot last; why humh-
ate yourselfr' Alas, listened. and obey
ed | suffered the last opportunity to re-
call our lost happiness to escape. Pride,
the tyrant, was obeyed, and suffered her
to leave the room with cold "good-
night" | went up into my own lonely
chamber, and sat down, and pondered on
the events of the evening, regret'ing, bit
terly rcgrctting my folly in suffering my
pride again TO master me.
hcarcd my wife moving about her
room which a1oincd my own, and then,
suddenly, heavy fall and a low groan
rushed into her apartment and found her
extended on the floor. ! raised her in my
arms, and to my horror! her white night
dress was covered with blood, which was
streaming from her mouth. The truth
flashed upon me at once; she had broken
blood vessel; she would die lsprang
to the bell. In few mlnutcs-mlnutes
which seemed an age, the servants entered
the room, but stopped horror-str'cken at
bcholding their beloved mistress apparent
ly in the agonies of death
"Thc doctor! doctor, quick y ! shout
cd-"shc will dic=-shr will die y f.
In a second they were all gone save
her made, who was sobbing and praying,
while she wiped tie blood from the blue
lips fhcr expiring mistress. o, what aS-
ony suffered during the interval which
cnsucd before the arrival Of the physician
| called her by the dearest titles; begged
her but to speak one word, entrcated
her to forgive me-only to smile once
morcl She slowly opened her large eyes,
slight smile passed over her face. and
she was--dcad! Just then tie physicians
entered. | would mott could not real
ly believe that she was no more--that
God had taken her from me. | begged
and prayed Of them to exert their skill
to save her
at will be useless 10 attempt it," was
their passonlcss reply; "no human power
can restore life !"
did not believe them. Ny wife was
not-could not be dead ] claspcd her
in my arms; kissed her brow-hcr lips;
and all became blank
What passed afterwards | know not.
When | awoke to consciousness | found
myself lying ona bed in a darkcncd room.
A strange female was standing by It's side.
talking in u low tone Of voice to another
stranger.
"Hc seems better today, doctor" sail
she, "much better"
asked for my wife: they told me to be
quiet, that had been very i'll, and inqur-
ed how felt! | answered rot, for grad
ually past events came back to my recol-
lection. | remembered every thing-cven
my last kiss on her clay-cold lips. knew
that she was dead, and asked them what
they had done with her At first they
hcsitated, but at length they told me that
she had bccn buried. Buried my Emi-
ly! my wife! Again | ceased to remem-
Der. The dcirum which accompanied the
fever that had attacked me, returned. All
was chaos.
Several months elapsed ere | recovered,
and since that time my days have been
passed in tears, and in prayer, at her
grave; my nights in dreaming other good
ness, her affection and my terrible sin
Years have rolled away since she was
consigned to the tomb-years OF suffering
-ofremorsc-in which clothed my spirit
with sackcloth and hcaped ashes on It's
head. My deep repentance has at last
procured forgiveness. Last night she
smiled upon me in my dreams and bcckon'
ed me away. | most loytully acknowl-
edge the summons. Ere many days !
shall pass the portals of that mystic land
where sorrow comes not, and forgetting all
my crimes shall abide with my angel
forever and forever.