Spirit of the age. [volume] (Raleigh, N.C.) 1849-1865, 1855-02-21
RALEIGH, NORTH CAROLINA, WEDNESDAY,

from Sir Walter, had pro- okrated bim-he
was ill-but [ was refu5d AGO 80
house, and my sacred clalan
was scorned; nay, denied
the news of the intention Z
London reached me, and
convey u thither, prev
most broken hearted fatf M
there, that might await Is arrivs
proved fatal step-for such wasF Fvc.
intention of Sir Walter; and VIII | was
again clandestincly sought for Walter,
no one could inform him of my 6vements.
La moment of despair and Disappointment,
he rcprcached his father wb being the
cause of my departure ehough lnno-
cent, suffered him to inl ae bage tho't,
that had deserted him f3another. The
absence of Earnest MaleolT Tsomewhat con-
frned the unworthy suspiou; and, mad
dened by such doubts, b immediately ac-
cepted his orders, and lefh native land.
Yes, we were parted foreT, ere my tremb-
ling finger had been enccled by the seal
of our trusting love. Yesafter year rolled
.away,-no tidings came ouny soldier BRIDE
groom. My poor imbecH parent still lin
gered hope, like the lat rays of the set
ting sun, seemed to shedhe beam of hap
piness over his hitherto eeptical mind
for affiction had taugh him to place his
trust in Higher Power and the promise
that He, in whom his wble soul confded,
would likewise be fatht to his orphan
child, chased away the pom of life's last
hour. Whilst he was nus imbued as it
were, with new vigor, sunk daily into
state of senseless indulgence, only to be
aroused by an additionas,roke Of misfor-
tune. News was receivd that dreadful
malaria had swept awaypany officers and
soldiers at - station4 Then came the
private intelligence toSs Walter that his
son had fallen among tie number. Too
late did that ambitious, hEd-hearted noble
man feel the deadly pana of dire remorse ;
and, but for the gentle Ct of that gentlest
of all beings, Irene Irvn, he would have
spent his last days in elitary neglect
wanting even those commd attentions which
the most humble son of humanity rarely
ever sighed for in vain. lie died imploring
my fathers and my padoning blessing ;
and, though my heart was broken, yet
brokenly it lived on fq the sake of him,
whose life had SO shaded with misfortune
and sorrow. But my poor in6rm parent
did not long survive his relentless persecu
tor. When his spirit was struggling with
mans last enemy, | yielded to his last wish
and became the passive wife of Earnes
Malcolm. | had robed myself in the be
Eetf Eetsd TIA, rsaula Hap5moyds no blast coalt
again seem terrible to me. Truly did
appear my sad destiny to view each frienC
blotted from the page of existence; 70
, you, my first born, had hardly attained
, your second year, when my most faithful
, companion evined the alarming symptoms Q
, an incipient disease, which soon bore him t
an untimely grave. A few evenings befor
he died, the silence of our chamber was di
turbed by the loud peal of the village bell
He started, and asked the cause OF such ev
e dent joy. A servant, who at that momer
r entered, answered, : it was in honor of tt
: young Sir Walter Cartoons return from
q foreign land.'' Never shall forget the an,
ious look of my dying husband, as he turne
n
II too great for my shattered nerves. That lot
l. was all remembered for many days.
= was the last his eye ever bent upon me-fO
e after the rawlings Of brain fever were stille
a | was told he had died few hours after tt
- announcement of the news. / felt that t
= same fiat had gone s5rtsa@yygAieh would sot
. bid me to rejoin him. One only wish th
2. haunted me. 1t was to see, once more, n
ID early love, and for the sake of that love
is implore his protection of the child of Eu9
IS MIA Malcolm. In sorrow, more heart-re
" ding than that which shrouded our partin
+ did we again meet / found him the u
:. changed Walter of my youth-and now
Is him | commit thee, without one fear that
TO will not prove true to his vow-of being
to father to thee-and oh if there leafs in t
b. youthful bosom one impulse of thy mothe
e. spirit, thou wilt reward him with kindl
to love. What wait now for p
-. A. few lines were written at the bottom
. the manuscri pit in another hand
% Three years have swept their changi
&C. seasons over the grave of Eugenia. Irene
ny vim became my second bride Her gen
= loveliness has won my tender regard-h
, alas with my first, lost love, expired
on hearts hallowed flame, and
at "Oh what are a thousand living loves
to To that which cannot quit the deadt"
IN
he Once more hath Joy brought healing
ut. it's wings to shat grief of my desc
en bosom-the fountain of feelings within,
- ~ made to tremble with a newly awakened .
tss' er, when the feeble wall Of my first-horn
TO claimed me this day father. Hope
Mt, brooding over my soul, for another life
e dawned upon me. How various were
ich workings Of my mind as pressed the We
mo cheek of my infant Irene, and with a fer,
,n9 blessing, betrothed her to Earnest Malco
1s Yes, Eugenia, wilsindeed be to him a {
oe- er. Thy last words will never cease
IN echo in my memory, and faithfully will J
t. ter Carlton Remember his rov.''
the Mast
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Tor WoMAN's MIssfON.-Woman. permit
my to say, is the mystery as we'll as the ma
ons piece of Gods creation! When she is
,or woman she is charming under all circumsta