The Ohio star. [volume] (Ravenna, Ohio) 1830-1854, 1853-10-19
RAvENNA, WEDNESDAY OCTOBER 10, 1853.

above that snowy covering rose pale and ghasily
face, with closed eyelids and parted lips, through
which the breath came slowly and gaspingly. By
the side of the bed sat figure wrapped in a large
gray shawl, which nearly enveloped the whole
person. The face belonging to this figure turned
slowly toward him, as he approached the bed,and
it shone upon him in that dim apartment like one
of those evening stars he had just been contempa-
ting. beamiug through dull, gray cloud. 1t was
face ofyouth and beauty, but pale. sad, and holy
as nuns; a countenauee which had been beading
over the couch of the dying till the shadow of NOR
tality had passed over its brig ness. No concous
sturt disturbed the quietude of her attitude, sud
den blush coored the fair cheek, as she met the
wondering glance of Mordaunf. who bowed his
head in acknowledgement of her presence.
groan from the apparently dying woman recalled
his attention TO her, and taking her thin and sallow
hand in his, he caunted the slow and Pickering
pulse; then linghhe candle from little table not
far from the bed, he held it go thBt the light might
fall upon her faded and sunken features. Her eye
lids moved not, as the rays flashed over them
He spoke to her in clear, deep voice, but the
sound did not penetrate her deafened ear.
She is not dying. Doctor!, cried the min. fixing
his beared and rueful eyes on Mordaunt's serious
and earnest countenance. You don't think she is
dying, Doctor!'
She is very low, very low, indeed replied
Mordaunt. How long has she been in this sxhaus-
ted statel'
About halfan hour ever since the spasm subsi.
ded,' said the young lady with the gray shawl.
Hhoy Id 4, L..
ed and holy tone, that Mordaunt held his breath to
listen.
%! it was TERRIBLE she continued, to witness
that awful paroxysm.'
Surely, you were not alone with her?' exclam-
ed the young doctor nvoluntarily.
No. she replied with slight shudder; "a SER
want was with me, whom short time since l sent
for wine. thinking it might possibly revive her.
1 fear it may be too late,' said Mordaunt. Her
nervous system seems completely destroyed worn
out by long struggles, should thiik.' ..-
Here he riveted his gaze on the drunken husband
with look that spoke volumes.
i haven't killed her, he cried, weeping and Sob
bing aloud. Il know have not always treat ed her
as | ought have sometimes been rough to her,
i
er struck her but unce-as remember-never-I
didn't mean TO hurt her-l haven't killed her, Doc
tor
But once! exclaimed Mprdaunt, Indignantly.
1t was enough! 1t was deathblow'
Lord Almighty cried the man, staggering back
into chair, and turning frighttully pale as anoh
deep groan echoed through the room.
Mordaunt took up the vials clustered on the ia
BILE, and after having examined them, poured some
ether in "A glass. and having Diluted it with
put to the passive lips of the patient. The odor
of the ethereal fluid seemed to revive her. She
breathed more easily, and the eyeballs began t.,
move under tha closed lids.
She needs slinulants,' said Mordaunt; ..wine
viii not be strong enough. She must have brandy.
Here added he to the husband, taking from his
purse solitary dollar-that dollar which was to
have been the open sesame to the magic caverns
of fancy-and placing it in his hand, here, go to
| the nearest apothecHry's and get bottle of the
best French brandy. such as they keep for the
sick. Make haste
The boodshot eyes of the drunkard flashed ur
| with sudden and fierce delight. The very sound
of the word brandy tingled his blunted senses.-
Mordaunt felt gentle touch on bis arm, and look
ing round, he saw the gleam of white hand on
his dark coat. The folds of the gray shawl swept
momentarily against him.
He is gone, said the young lady, in q tone Of
disappointment; 'alss! he cannot be trusted
Surely, at moment like this he must be faith
full cried Mordauni: yet the recollection of the
insane CLEAN of his eye made him shudder.
Strange that Hannah does not return said the
young lahy, looking anxiously toward the door,
Her countenance frightened even as she spoke
| for a woman came to the threshold and beckoneG
her TO approach. Mordaunt heard startling ex-
clamation from the gray-ehawled damsel, in an
swer TO something the woman said, 10 quick, low
voice.
Good Heavens! My uncle! How could i
what dreadful night
She leaued against the frame of the door, as
overcome with The shock she had received. Nor
daunt saw that she was deadly pale, and handed
her glass of water. She took it with trembn,
hand. and as she raised her eyes TO his face, ht
remembered his reverie about the rich man.
daughter, and how her vision had passed befor'
him, fixing her eyes of dewy splen6or on his face
The vision seemed realized-only it was the ricl
man's niece instead fhis daughter, and he was il
the poor mans hove, instead ofthe rich mans pal
ace.
You will not leave this poor creature said she
folding her shawl closely around her, and maxim
a motion to Hannah to follow her. My poor un
Gle! how much he must suffer!'
She stepped upon the threshold, unbonnete
and unveiled.
Surely you are not going abroad withou; pro
tec'or, at this hour1' cried Mordaunt, feeling III
impossibiIty of leaving bis poor patient alone, ye
longing TO offer his services an Escort.
i have only to pass through the gate,' she re
piled; this cabin is back of my uncle's yard. Go
bless you, sir, for your kindness to this poor wo
man. She is worthy of it,
, She was gone-lhe Evening Star, as his spir
, called her-and he seemed left in darkness.
| Yesl this must be the niece OF MIR. Goldman