Plymouth banner. (Plymouth, Marshall County, Ind.) 1852-1855, 1855-04-12
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Pected presence might destroy your hus-
bands reason, If not his life
i will be very careful. DR.. Grey. Oh.
do let me stay with him, | will do Just
} as Betty tells me-
'Well--well. only look out for your
self-and so she staid.
Mr.. Fletcher improved rapidly under
the united care of his wife and Betty
but the former. faithful to her promise,
had never suffered herself approach him
except when he was asleep. He thought
as he grew better. and began TO notice
the arrangement of the room. that his
kind old nurses taste had improved wen
derfully-the drapery Of the windows
was arranged SO much more gracefully.
and the little vase of flowers always
looked SO fresh and bright. and he told
her SO one day. but she only laughed im
return for the compliment.
DIR. Grey said the convalescent one
morning. about three weeks after AIDE
iaide's return, "you cannot imagine the
strange dreams I have. Every night my
poor. lost Adelaide comes TO me, and
bends over me. and can feel her breath
upon my cheek, and hear the rustling Of
her garments; it all seems so resl-and
then when daylight comes. know that
| have only been dreaming. Sometimes
l lie with my eyes shu; and feel her pres
ence In my very hearts co.e, but dare
not look up. because | know that if do
the vision will leave me. Do you be-
lieve that disembodied spirits are allow
ed 10 visit us? | sometimes think that
she is dead and that
oh, pshaw You mustn't be thinking
OF such sober things. Mr.. Fletcher.
havn't one bit of faith in ghosts or in
dreams either replied DR.. Grey. with a
behming smile-'but now will Just tell
you what you may do. The very next
time this vision appears 20 you. suppose
you just open your eyes. and see if you
make any discoveries, eh?'
Mr.. Fletcher opened them very wide
now, and gazed al him incredulousIy.-
oh, DR.. Grey. vhat nonsenser
No nonsense at all. assure you. nv
dear fellow. think i, the nos, reason.
able proposition could make.
But, DR.. has Adelaide--is my wife;
in short. what do you mean?
! Precisely what said: now take this
composing draught, and 60 TO sleep;
shall not speak another word 10 you.'--
And he did not, but the kind meaning
; smile with which he left the room sunk
: far down into Willis Fletchers heart.
and awakened there world Of hope aud
6iia ire resolved 10 iolrow his advice.
How impatiently he waited for the
: night! He watched the sunbesms upon
the window blinds. as they sank from
one Stat 10 another. and thought they
I would never reach The lowest: it seemed
} 10 him that there never Was such q long
| afternoon-that The sun never would go
down.
Betty. isn't it time for me to have my
, toast and tear
LA! no. sir; it is only four o'clock.-
Are you hungry?"
He turned uneasily upon the bed. 18th
a sigh of WEAKNESS.
"0nly four o'clock
Was he dreaming now, Surely his
7 sigh was echoed-very, very softly; bnd
not by old Betty either. faint tinge
I! of red stole over his cheek, and his blood
: flowed faster; but, in a moment. he child
, ed himself for his folly, and tried 10 60
to sleep.
At last, it was really dark-the eve
| ming wore away. Betty completed her
arrange ments for the night. and took her
t usual station in en- easy chair by the ire.
Soon he knew that she was fast asleep.
: and il was almost time for his nocturnal
} visitor.
He shut his eyes. and lay very still,
, but with an ear that was alive TO the FAINT
| est sound. He could hear his own heart
| beat; but that was not very strange, fer
its pulsations were quick and heavy.
AT length he heard very light step
it was scarce heavier than the fall of
! snow flake; but il did not escape him.
4 He felt that something approached his
bed-it bent over him: warm brealhines
: famed his brow-a tear fell upon his
cheek.
He could control himself no Longer
| his eyes opened. and with low murmur
| of delight he extended his arms.
a "Adelade-my Iove-my wife,"