The spirit of democracy. [volume] (Woodsfield, Ohio) 1844-1994, 1852-05-12
From the Cincinnati Nonpareil.
THE DOUBLE SUICIDE.
A TALE OF SORROW.
BY. H. CLAY PATE.

A,.s! that love. which is so sweet thing,
Should ever cause guilt, grief or suffering
"Oh! my God, preserve me from such
a fate" sobbed poor Mary. "but mother
says shall spend my days in the confines
of a tedious convent, before shall marry
him.; then. Heavenly father, grant that this
step OF my parent. angered ny my une'
uuslled affection Tor Lewis, may not DO
80 fraught with evil consequences. as my
poor heart, by its heavy throbs. tells me it
will Farewell! Lewis. you whom have
loved so long! and though shall never
see you again, may you be happy!'
ia The unhappy girl was here interrupted
by the entrance of her mother, followed ny
Father Angelique. "My daughter, are
YOU ready to renounce the addresses and
affection Of him whom hate"
mo. mother, there is no other that can
be loved by this heart; and If cannot be
his. le. your daughter be consigned to the
oblivion of nuns lifs," and she looked
upon her mother with an expression of the
tsnderes. affection, as if imploring her
parent to spare her still.
,l"Mary, listen! yau shall nerer be the
pifs of Lswis Benson"
e .TIen,' exclaimed Mary, 81 go con-
iented.v at the same time involuntarlly
starting towards the priest. Father An
yelioue seemed much affected. and had it
not been that he considered it his duty TO
take her, he would have sndeavored to
nersuade the determined mother from her
hostile design towards her daughter when
.he said. .take her away with thee, and
learn her to obey thy teaching" lle took
the child by the hand, and said, "come
with me my daughter; will teach you tc
be happy aud prepare your innocent sou
for heaven. Sister Agatha will wipe al
your tears away. and teach you to forge
the changing things Of this world and IT.
wretchedness."
50.
In a neatly furnished but very smal
apartment, in--convent, New 1orK
sal q fair creature-it was in midsummer
and her lovely cheeks, but few week
before. blooming with all the freshness
the roses, we're now pale as it the eade
hue Of death had settled upon them. lie
exoression gave evidence Of intense re
oent suffering; and though her brow VIA
stamped with the impression Of soul l'a'
rowing agony; yet there was also some
thing that gave evidence Of painful re
siuns,ion 10 fate. This is young "Sists
Elizabeth, late tile fair and beautiful Mar
Findly. -, a
..Will sister Elizabeth accompany m
IN the carden--it is eve, and the pure
will freshen my sisters dropping spirits
YOU must no. give away 10 grief thus"
..Sis,er Agatha, you are very kind. b
i cannot walk; the fresh air Of the gards
only causes me 10 sigh for greater ire
dom. and renders me still more miserabl
because il brings to mind times spent wi
him for hours. I'm dying; this trail for
Of mine, sister, will soon be clad in Il
habilaments of tlIetomb." AttA
..Talk not thus, sister, you will live lor
svet to bless your associates in the got
csuse. and the sinners yet TO be convorts
and 70 be happy; but come along. you "
DO revived" And Mary, as she again |
hsled the free unobstructed air OF heave
sdid feel revived; new hope sprang up
her bosom. The sun had just set. al
Tho unclowed sky was glowing in the Q
a,,ae hue Of evening; the fragrant flowe
were Offering up TO their maker the swe
incense Of ftheir odoriferous natures! Ma
had wandered apart from sister Agath
near ihe back wall, when she perceived
package iall at her feet, she picked y /,