Edgefield advertiser. [volume] (Edgefield, S.C.) 1836-current, 1852-09-08

prophetic spirit, when lie offered the fair
bride his protection through all her future
life! Three short wears! Ihca no had
forcsccu the consequences of taking "winc
occasionally" Poor Evelyn fclt them later!
And oh! how many burning tears and blast.
cd hopes would have been spared her! But
the blow had come from the haad of one for
whom she WAS sacrificing life itself; and she
bore her terrible calamity with uncomplain.
ing sorrow to the end.
a know" said she to Mr.. Sargent, the
evening before her death, al know, dear
Philip (shc seldom called him uncle, as she
was an adopted niece that have been bur.
densome to you; but God in his infinite
mercy, will soon relieve you, and release me
from this prisou.hou$e Of clay. You were
ever most kind to your poor orphan girl,
Philip, but truly 50 in this heavy time of
trial. Ny years though few, have been evil,
my friend; and my days of darkness, hnve
they not been many! Oh, Philip! could |
dream that Il glass Of wine occasionally
would work such woe to me /? Dear uncle"
"Don't ever call ne uncle again." inter
rupted Mr.. Sargent, with an indcscribable
expression of his large black eyes. "Oh
Evelynw l,o murnurcd, al have dearly
boug ght the happiness Of watching over you
till the end! Call me Philip, dearest Eve.
lyn," he said, turning again towards her !;
+" during the short remnant Of your days, my
poor Evelyn, let me be nothing but Philip TO
loap Aud Philips heart was wrung as he
thought Of the young girls past aud present.
"Dcar Philip, you feel for mo too deeply"
f;.ltcrcd Eve yn, rc'narking the great grief
that sat on his manly features; and she
pressed his trembling fingers i'll her OWN
little hand; aud Philip Sargent shook in
every limb Of his wcll-knit frame, as if he
had been child BE calm, my friend
my only friend, and listen to me. When
am no MORE" she continued, in a low voice
"there is orc Office of kindness could wish
YOU to perform" "Namc it," returned
Philip: whatever is in my power to com
pass shall be done"
"Bless you for these words. Philip, when
| am dead, and gone, you must find ou
Franks haunts, and try to reclaim him
NIou uIu uut W III thttt, lidl SiCdI 'iSa>ii'e {
should bc mine. The work of reformation
must be done by one vino never even drink
wine occasionally. ! did sometimes joil
Frank in 4 glass, in the early days of on
union; and the remembrance is now lik
f molten lead in my throat! Oh, Philip coul,
, | live my life over again, no one that loved
should touch, taste, or handle the accursc'
thing! But seek him, dear Philip; tell hin
that if he but leads Il sober life, shall no
havo died in vain! Tell him that, with m
latest breath, forgave and blessed him
that loved and prayed for him till my life
end! VIII you do this Pkilip!'
, 81 will, indeed" he replied, in broke
voice" Oh, Evelyn"
). With faltering footstcp Philip Sarger
. followed Evelyn Rivers remains to their las
home. But he shed no tear as he perlormc
= his last moumful duty over her grave; fc
/ he knew that the sorrowing spirit of tn;
, lovely hearted one had reached til
haven of its everlasting rest.
D And Mr.. Sargent reIigiously fulfilled Ev'
S lyn's last wishes He did try, long an