Worcester daily spy. [volume] (Worcester [Mass.]) 1850-1888, 1852-01-09
From the National Era.
FANNY;
A Tale from real Life.
BIZ GRACE GREENWOOD.
CONTINUED,

No huoW, ana looked out upon In
hiSnt, lhen she spoke low 10 herself !;
an me unconscious poetry of loye-@Hoy
TAI. Inc stars can see with their clear. nm
veiied eyes, so high ia heaven! but canno
beheve that in all the vast universe the
oehoid happier child of the AIi-Fa,be
Than z" She looked downward-shec onI,
not see the roses, but she drank in the;
fragrance, and said-"As the roses sweeie,
all The night air, SO love sMeetens life fo
me. Oh, gracious God, bless Thee alll,,
Tor those Tar rolling worlds, whose Ito ht !,
YET on our homes,an for the earth-bPiyht
ness OF fiowers-for life, and, more ina,
all, for love~ "'
As Fanny gave utterance to this solemn
ecstacy Of religious and loving hear sbe
bowed her head upon the wjndow sill he,
tore her. Suddenly she started, leaned for
ward, and listened eagerly She was sure
she heard her own name called. in an i'm.
plorIng voice. 1t seemed 10 sound from
aap the ravine, beyond the hill. Once more !,
came-a wild, sorowfuI, piercing crv. /,
was Henry's voice. She stole down stairs
passed noiseessly through that eastern
window, and ran down the road. She was
not mistaken; for lille way beyond the
nfidge Seiium was standing, with his head
dropped sadly over his master. who was w.
ing on the grass of the roadside.
As Fanny passed over the bridge. she
saw that plank had been broken ,6rongI,
ohe flung herself down by her lover cpv-
ing, Henry, dearest Henry, are YOU much
hurt ?' ''oon
lie seemed TO have tainted; but he soon
revived, and looking up, exclaimed broken
~, On, Fanny, have you come! Now II
will not be SO hard to die.o
Dear Henry, don't talk SO. hope Won
are net badly hurt"
fanny, l am mortaily hurt. Selium
broke through the bridge, and throw me.
cutting my head here in the ieinple-then,
IN extrlcating himself, he fell ON me with
weight. afterwards got strength 10 crawl
out Of The dust on TO this grass, and 10 call
you twice; but, Fanny, Fanny, know am
dying my breast seems all crushed in. aud
my lungs seem filling with blood"
''Ob, then, let me run or shout aloud for
help"
mo dearest" he whispered, "onIy take
me IN your arms, and let me die on your
bosom, under the stars--alone with YOU.
have strength even 10 die"
Then Fanny, bewiIdered broken.hearted
a.
and piIlowed it Oh her breast. Those thick
curls she had seen so lille ago. all brIuht
with dew, were now dark and heavy. with
blood trickling from severe wound 10 the
temple. Oh, then Fanny was no longer
shy or chary of her tenderness. She pas-
slonalely kissed the lips, the ewes, the brow.
the already cold hands of her lover. She
Iavlshed on him all endearing names. tho
lind F.rn 4;
heart had been storing up for the use of
the wife, through years of trial, sorrow, and
ever-deepening affection. She then wept
and prayed, and folded that poor, wounded
head against her breast, as though TO stanch
the blood, which only flowed the faster for
the warmth it stained all her bosom, and
turned those pale blush roses 10 deepest
crimson. Henry, who seemed 10 have
been again insensibe, suddenly opened his
eyes, and whispered
"My blood will spoil that beautiful blue
dress !"
Oh, my love! my soul cried FANNY.
"would to God it flowed from nv own heart
Would to God could die for YOU, or with
you. for cannon, wi not, stay in this dark
world when you are gone, Henry for my
life is in your love-
MY uearesi, DO not grleve so bitterly;
something tells me, even now, that we shall
not be long parted-only be patient love,
for little while'
After lying quite silent for some few
moments, looking upward, he exclaimed,
in bis usual voice.
my spirit is passing, Fanny-Heayen is
ready now--aI the stars seem to have
rushed together, and formed one great CEN
tral bnghtness--a world of light 10 which
rise. Then reaching up his arms. and
WINDING them about her neck, he murnlur-
ca, Mss me once more, my dear love.
my VIE; once more, good night!'
AS ne oreathed these words. stream of
biood, looking SO fearfully black in the aim
starlight, poured from his Inns liz .rros
dropped, and Henry Lester was dead 80
Then Fanny fell forward uuon h;s h.a,s,
and sent forth shrek after shriek 60 Faastui
and piercing, that every slnn,ha.o. ;oa,iul
nome was reused and guided by the voice
OF her long pent-up agony came to 81" Ioot 100 -,
on The piteous sight Of her avn, ha.a Up
nent. oeleaVe-
In mat pleasant parlor where hu, an ho,-
before had sat the bethrothed lovar. =, "u I.r
and love, in loves most blessed ho, ~ ne
most unuterablej Joy, was now extaO tend, a .a
form Of one, ghast y, bleeding dead. ,,, .ne
over it hung the pale, distracted faoa ~'i'e
who kept all night her watch of speeches. '
fearless, unimaginable sorrow.
ITO be Continued.l