The Athens post. [volume] (Athens, Tenn.) 1848-1917, 1853-04-22
THE BRIDAL WINE CUP.

The BRIDAL WINE Cor'
THRILLING SKETCH. q
~pledos with wine-pledpe with wines*
cr;ed tks vouno and thoughtless Harvey
Wood: Soisd0e with wine.n ran through IL.
brilliant crowd.
The beautiful bride grew pale-the d6Sk
.;ve honr had coma She pressed her wbitt
hands touether. and the leaves of her bri3sl
wreath tsenhled on her pure brow: her breSth
came quicker. and her heart beat wilder.
"Ret. Marion. Law aside your scruples kaf-
this once ssid the Judge. In low tone, going
towards his dauohter. athe COMPANY expee3-
r. ID not 40 ser;ou.lv infringe vpondo y
rules Of etiquette: in your own home ~
Won nl..se but In nina. for this once. pI
me. 5
Every eve was turned towards the bridal 4
mai, MsHon's pr;nc;nlea ware we'll known. !.
Henry hsd been 4 conyiyislist, but of late he
friends noticed the change in his manners,
the difference in his habits tonight they
watched him 70 zee. "A thew sneeringly said.
| If he is tied down to wonan's opinion 70
soon,
Pouring brimming beaker. they held Il
with tempting smiles toward Marion. She
was yery pale, though more composed, and
her hand shook not, as smiling back, she
gracefully accepted the crystal tempter, and
| raised it to her Inns. But scarcely had she.
done so, when every hand was arrested, BY
her piercinp exclamation of"oh! how terriblef'
"What is it!" cried one and all, thronginQ
together, for she slowly carried the glass Is
arms length, and was fxedly regarding it 40
though it were some hideous object.
await" she answered, while an inspired
| light shone from her dark ewes, swat, and ]
will tell YOU, see" she added, slowly, point.
ing one ieweled finger at the sparkling ruby
liquid-a sight that beggars all description,
and vet listen-I will paint for YOU if can.
II is n lonely spot: tall mountains crowned
with yerdure rise in the awful sublimity
around: river rms through and bright
flowers orow to the waters edge. There 10
a thick warm mist, that the sun seeks vainly
to perce. Trees lofty and beautiful, wave
to The airv motion of the birds: but there's
oroup of Indians path.r: they fit to and fro
with something like sorrow upon their dark
brows. And in their midst lies manly form
-bnt his cheek how deutblv. hin eve wild
with the fitful fire of fever, One friend
stands beside him-nay, should saw, kneels;
for see. he is pilowiuc that poor head upon
his breast
"Genius in ruins-oh! the high, holy look
inp brow, why should death mark it, and he
40 e vouno. Look how he throws back the
damp curls! see him clasp his hand! hear hin,
thrilling shrieks for life, mark how he clutches
mt the form of his companion, imploring to be
saved. oh, hear him cali piteously his faiths
er,s nnme-sce him Irvine his FINGERS togetheS
~ he shrieks for his sister-his only sister,
the twin of his soul-weepinr for him in his
distant native land
"See.' She exclaimed. willie the bridal party
shrank back. the untasted wine trembling in
their fnlterino orasn and the Judce fell.
overnowcrcd' mon his seot-"see, his arms
lifted to heayen-hc prays, how wildly, Snr
mercy. hot fever rushes through his vcins.-
The friend beside him is weeping; awe
stricken, the dark men move silently away,
and leave the living and the diving together"
There was hush in that princely parlor,
broken only by what seemed smothered
sob from some manly bosom. The bride
stood vet upright, with quivering lips, and
the tears stealing to the outward edge of her
lashes. Her beautiful arm had lost its ten
sion, and the glass, with its little troubled red
waves, came slowly towards the range of her
vision. She smoke again; every lip was mute.
Her voice was low, faint, vet awfully dis.
tinct; she still fixed her sorrowful glance up
on the wine.cup.
"it il eyening now: the creat white moon
IL coming IN, and her beams Law gently on
his forehead. He moves not. his ewes arc
set in their sockets dim are their piercing
plances: in vain his friend whispers the name
of father and sister-dcath is there. Death
and M soft hand m 0cntIe voice To blcs.
and sootbe him His head sinks back! one
convulsiye sbudder! he ia deadr
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