Sunbury American. [volume] (Sunbury, Pa.) 1848-1879, 1853-05-07
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THE BRIDAL WINE CUP.

'Pledge with wine-pledge with wine,'
cried the young and thoughtless Harvey
Wood pledge with wine,' ran through
the brilliant crowd.
The beautiful bride grew pale-the de-
cisive hour had come. She pressed her
white hands together, and the leaves of the
bridal wreath trembled on her brow her
breath came quicker, her heart beat wilder.
Yes, Marion, lay aside your scrupeS for
this once,' said the Judge, in low tone,
going towards his daughter, phe company
expect. Do not infringe upon the r9les Of
etiquette; in your own home do as you
please but in mine, for this once please
me-
Every eye was turned towards the bri-
dal pair. Marion's principles were well
known. Henry had been convivialist,
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 sneeringy SAID, if he was tied down
TO a woman's opinion so soon.
Pouring brmming braker, they held it
with tempting smiles towards Marion. She
was still very pale, though more compo-
sed and her hands shook not, as she gent
ly accepted the crystal tempter, and raised
it to her lips. But scarcely had she done
so, when every hand was arrested by her
! piercing exclamation of 'oh how terrible .
what is ii q cried one and all, throng-
ing together; for she had slowly carried
| the glass at arms length, and was fxedly
regarding il as though it we're some hi
deous object.
watt she answered, while an inspired
light shone from her dark eyes, swat, and
/ | will tell you. ! see,' she added, slowly,
pointing one jeweled finger at the spark
ling ruby liquid--'a sight that brggars all
description; and yet listen-1 will paint it
for you ii can. 1t is lonely spot tall
mountains crowned with tefdure rise in
awful sublimity around a liver runs
through, and bright flowers grow 10 the
waters edge. There is thick warm mist
that the sun seeks vainly to pierce. Trees
lofty and beautiful, wave TO the airy mo-
tion OF birds but there--a group of Indians
gather; they fit to and fro with something
like sorrows upon their brows. And il
their midst lies a manly form-but hi
cheek how deathly, his eye wild with III,
fire of fever. One friend stands besid
him-nay, l should say kreels for see
he is Piliowing that poor head upon hi
breast.
; Genius in rulns-oh the hlgh, holy
looking brow why should death mark il
and he so young! Look how he throw
back the damp curlS see him clasp hi
hands hear his thrilling shrieks Tor life
mark how he clutches at the form of hi
/ companion, imploring to be saved. Oh
hear him call piteousy his fathers nam
see him twine his fingers together as h
shreks for his sister--hs only sister--ih
twin OF his soul-weepins for him in hi
distant native land. ...--...4
'Seen she exclaimed, while the brlda
: party shrank back, the uniasted VINE trem
bling in their faltering grasp, and the Judg
fell, overpowered, upon his seat-'see
his arms are lifted to heaven--he prays
how wildly for mercy bot fever rushe
through his veins. The friend beside hin
: is weeping awe-stricken, the dark mel
y move silently away, and leave the liyln
and the dying together