Wisconsin tribune. (Mineral Point, Wis.) 1847-1854, 1853-10-20
miscellaneous.
From the Bost n Olive Branch.
THE BRIDAL WINE-GLASS.
A THRILLING SKETCH.
BY MRS. NJ. A. DENNlsoN.

"PLsDeE with wine-Rledge with wine,"
cried the young and thoughtless Harvey
Wood "pledge with wine,' ran through
the brilliant crowd.
The beautiful bride grew pale-the deci-
sive hour had come. She pressed her white
hands together, and the leaves of the bridal
wreath trembled on her pure brow (; her breath
came quicker, her heat beat wilder.
Eyes Marion, lay aside your scruples for
this once," said the Judge in low tone, GO
ing towards his daughter, 'sthe company ex-
pect it; do not SO seriously infringe upon the
rules of etiquette; in your own home act as
you please; but in mine, for this once, please
me-"
| Every eye was turned towards the bridal
pair. Marion's principles were we'll known.
! Henry had been conviviaist, but of late his
friends noted the change in his manners the
difference in his habits-and tonight they
watched him to see, as they sneeringly said.
| if he was tied down to woman's opinion SO
| soon.
Pouring brmming beaker, they held it
with tempting smiles toward Marion. She
was still very pale, though more composed !;
and her hand shook not, smiling back, she
gracefully accepted the crystal tempter, and
done so, when every hand was arrested by
her piercing exclamation of ssoh how terri
! BILE ~
"What is il g. cried ono and all thronging
together for she had slowly carried the glass
at arms length, and was fixedly regarding it
as though it were some hideous object.
w ait," she answered, while an inspired
light shone from her dark eyes, swat, and
will tell you.' II see." she added, slowly,
pointing one jewelled finger at the sparkling
ruby liquid sight that beggars all des-
criPtion; and yet listen-I will paint it for
you if can. 1t is lonely spot tall noun
tains crowned with verdure rise in awful sub
Unity around river runs through, and
bright flowers grow to the waters edge
There is thick, warm mist, that the sun
seeks vainly to pierce. Trees, lofty and
beautiful, wave to the airy motion of birds !;
but there-a group of Indians gather; they
fit 10 and fro with something like sorrow up
on their dark brows. And in their midst lies
manly form-but his cheek how deathIy,
his eye wild with the fitful fire of fever
One friend stands beside him-nay, should
say kneels; for see, he is piilowing that poor
head up on his breast.
"Genius in ruins-oh the high, holy-look-
ing brow. why should death mark il, and he
so young Look how he throws back the
damp curls see him clasp his hands! hear
his thrilling shreks for life . mark how he
clutches at the form of his companion implor-
ing 10 be saved. Oh hear him call piteous-
ly his fathers name-see him twine his fin
gers together he shrieks for his sster-his
only sister-the twin Of his soul-weeping
for him in his distant native land.
See!' she exclaimed, Will e the bridal par
ty shrank back, the untasted wine trembling
IN their faltering grasp, and the Judge fell,
overpowered, upon his seat-"see. his arms
lifted to heaven-he prays, how wildly, for
mercy. hot fever rushes through his veins.
The friend beside him is weeping; awe-strick-
en-, the dark men move silently away and
leave the living and the dying together"
There was hush in that princey parlor,
broken only by what seemed smothered
sob from some manly bosom. The bride
stood yet upright, with qnivering lip, and
tears stealing to the outward edge of her lash
es. Her beautiful arm had lost its tension,
and the glass. with its little troubled red waves
came slowly towards the range of her vision.
She spoke again; every lip was r'ute. Her
voice was low, faint, yet awfully inct;
she still fixed her sorrowful glance upon the
wine cup.
at is evening now the great white moon
is coming up, and its beams lay gently on his
forehead He moves not his eyes are set
in their sockets; dim their piercing gan-
ces in vain his friend whispers the name of
father and sister, death is there. Death--and
no soft hand, no gentle voice to bless and
soothe him. His head sinks back one con-
vusve shudder, he is dead -
groan ran through the assembly, SO vivid
was he: description, SO unear,hly her look,
inspired her manner-that-wha she des-
crbed, seemed actually to have taken place
bridegroom hid his face in his hands and was
weeping
dead ~ she repeated again. her lips quiv-
ering faster, and her voice more and more
broken; land there they scoop him grave;
and there, without shroud, they lay him
down in that damp, reeking earth. The only
son of proud father, the only, the idolised
brother of q fond sister. And he sleeps to-
day in that distant country, with no stone to
mark the spot. There he iies-my fathers
sonny own tao:n brother victim to fAis
deadly poison. Father she exclaimed,
turning suddenly, while the tears rained down
her beautiful cheeks, father, shall drink i,
now I"
The form of the old Judge was convulsed
with agony. He raised not his head, but In
a smo.hered voice he fafsered-.no, no, my
child, in Gods name-no."
She lifted the gliitsring goblet, and letting
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