Bradford reporter. [volume] (Towanda, Pa.) 1844-1884, 1854-11-11

moor families whom she had been wont to relieve
and was rising 10 depart when she laid her burn
ing hand gently upon mine, and besouaht me Il
remain a few moments longer. " IL is strange
fancy,' said she, I" but wish 10 give lew direc
lions respecting my funeral Let no parade or sho"
attend II. Let your sisler, With five other oi my
most intimate acqualnances-and here she natret
,hem-cary me 10 the grave: and lei no monn
ment be erected over me. | should like that lew
flowers, only, were planted. The Scotch Rose was
ever fayoIile with me, iu life; aud taucy lhaI
even in DEATH would have il blow near me
You will call me silly girl for all this" added she
smiling like cherub, " but You will indulge my
whimn Of course, promised all that she Ie
qured. "Good night Rosa" said /; "you shall
see me again on the morrow" Good night
replied she; " but TO that morrow, no night vii
succeed"
Except the last words uttered by Rnse, as
was closing the door, | could not tax my memory
with ANYTHING peculiarly solemn in our parting
vet something whispered that We should meet no
more Neither was the reverse desirable that we
should Of her recovery, all hone had long been
laid aside; and however free from pam consump'
tive patients may be, III the early stage OF The dis
ease, towards The last, their suifern@s are actually
acute Such had been the with Rose. Al
first. her decline WAS smooth and gradual-her life
appeared 10 steal away like the sands through an
hour glass or the waters oi quiet river; but, o
late she had experienced the pains OF lying, Ill nc
ordinary degree: the kindes wish Of those who
loved her, accordingly, was, that her miseries
might soon terminate. Nor were !hey of long con
,lnuance The sound OF The passing bell, al an
eaIy hour next morning, gave police that some
spirit bad returned 10 Him who gave ii aud, upon
inouiry il appeared that Rose had fallen asleep
She disd-no one could tell when for the nurse
who sat beside her, heard neither groan nor slIug
gle; nor was il ill after several moments spen,
examining her counenance, that the female coull
satisfy herself that she was no more.
There are few scenes more innocenily or chas,elJ
affecting, than the funeral of young female, ir
that par OF the county where Rose WIlmol LIVED
and died The shell instead OF being muttled VI
in a pail, is covered with Jamask cloth. white al
the skill of the beachet can make IT. and is borne
upon the shoulders of six young men, each wear
ing white silk scarf over his shoulder white sill
band about his hat and knot OF white ribbon OF
his left breast. By the side OF The cotfn and ar
rayed in white, walk the six chief mouners, dam
sells, of the same age, or nearly the sane age, viii
The deceased, whilst The rest follow, TWO by Two
either dressed in robes of The same virgin hue, o
wearing white scars over their more sable hablll
ments. Then come the children of the school pro
vded, as was the case with Rose, The deceased
had been person oil some consequence, followed
by her poor nei5hbors carrying each bunch o
flowers, or branch OF yew or rosemary, 10 seattle
over her coffin, as soon as ii is lowered into In
earth Besides all which. there is in the funera
service itself, something affecting beyond all h
formuares that have ever been compiled; especia
ly when both he who reads, and they who lister
TO it, are convinced that the being, over who's
mortal remains it is pronounced was not unwonh
Of it, Poor Rose all these honors, both OF though
and deed, attended her 10 The grave; was lher
dry eye in the church yard, during The progress G
the meianchol, ceremony.
Our tale is told except, indeed it be deemeC
proper to relate, how this fearful blow operate.
upon Captain WiImo. He never recovered it; h'
pined and wasted, like Tree whose bark is strip
ped and, in six months, was laidbeside his daugh
ter Honest Bligh alone survives; and now keep
a respectable public house, in a market town nc
far removed from The Toll.