Fayetteville observer. [volume] (Fayetteville, Tenn.) 1850-1966, 1854-06-08
For d,e Fayetteville 0Iscrpe
NceryRIGiIr sEouEED-l
Nashville by Gas Light,
NUMBER TWELVE.

luealn Vi my hther the pages OF
memory 5 volume grow darker, CIV rem
unto untold blacilness. Few, very
few live through Life without travel
ling back with thought through the
intervening years, to chlldhood's hap
py days. But with me there is
a blank which even thought itself
has not been permitted to review,
and now | cannot think ! will
not think, nor speak of aught in
former days, save that which is near
est to.tny heart. Delial my own
true love, listen new-(yes, dear,
whispered the doctor, that his patient
might continue the story undis+
turbed, | have long neglected you.
and now deserve your scorn, but bear
with me little longer and | will
leave you! Kiss me, Della. please !
just oncel-there. thank you, love.
and now larewvll--and if IN. that
land to which | en- bouadI departed
spirits lire permitted to watch over
those they love on earth, mine shall
ever be with you to watch oyer aud
protect you. Farewell Here he
swooned of; bot reyiving again, con-
tinued: Though my life, since my
connection with her, has been one
continued series of yilliany, yet there
is "a feeling Of sympathy in nay cold
bosom, which sobs for ier. who,
through lies varied changes, has
been to me a motheran1 sister and
now in death comforter. | will
not die now mo, not until ! have
settled that te n thousand dollars up
on her, in such a way that she alone
can derive the. benefit, and then, per-
haps, when the autumn winds shall
sigh their last sad requiem over m,
quiet resting place, and the sod CT
the valley grow green above my head
/. she will heaye one kind thoGgnt OF
me, aud forgive my many faults
/ What poor fool Phil Wane was, to
think he couli hire me to kill my
best friend; and if / don't kill him
some one else will, unless he can be
can be warned; and he would not be-
iieye me if | was to tell him he WAS
in danger; he won't admit be Knows
me in public. Well, | can't blame
him for that, for am unworthy ev en-
Of his friendship; but many ood
turn has he done me, and | " ell
II know his intentions are good in
4 every respect. Thanks to my fore
sight. | have now ten thousand dol
lars in bank which | will settle upon
4 Della; but if | WAS starving, | would
not take the life Of Sam Biggs ior
A ten times the amount Wane offered
me. How simple he was to think
4 the paltry sum Of ten thousand dol
lars would induce me to murder my
only true friend (save Delia) in cold
blood 1t does me. good sometimes
to lead folks and see how far they
would go to crafty their passions.
If there is hell to which the damned
are banished after death, then surely
there is an extra place reserved for
Philip Wane, where in torment he
may writhe and groan in constant
view Of his condition. Let him think
of The numberless victims of his
profligate life, whose hearts he has
broken, whose hopes he has blight
ed-whose honor he has blasted =
and then in torment let him witness
the triumph over william ~ From
the natural and unusual strength OF
his constitution, and the continued
mental excitement under which DAFT
had been labor ring, the effects of the
medicine which wps given him, passed
eff much sooner than us ual, and he
began to grow more boisterous. The
doctor soon prepared another pill for
him, but in calling the negress to
bring him some water, he aroused
the. woman who was sleeping in the
next 70 ON; who Immediately brought
him the water, and inquired anxious
ly if he had rested we'll, and what
was the prospect for his lecoyery; to
which the doctor replied, Changes
are certainly in his favor, but the
prospects as yet are very dark. -
"Oh Cod what would become of me
if he was to de- sobbed Della; (for
she was the one of whom Dart had
spoken in his narrative) 81 then
would be alone in this cold and dreary
world. have long bufIeted against
its eontepding storms, fon dIy hoping
that | might one day rest in peace.
bava dronly dom Of fbo an, ~ MIC