Shepherdstown register. [volume] (Shepherdstown, Va. [W. Va.]) 1849-1955, 1855-05-19


stay with him the remainder of the vaca.
ton, and insisted so strongly, that Liston
consented, and the next day was installed
at the rectOry. He was one of the pleas
anlest men ever met with, and when,
day after day, saw him lingering by the
side OF Lizzie, there came sweet wish
in my heart that he might love her: and
she-l could see the glow upon her cheek
as he stood beside her in the pleasant even
tide, and talked of the beauties of nature,
conversing in low, musical voice, inten-
ded only for her ear. | could Goresee the
end of this, and | was contented for |
knew ScdIey Liston was worthy Of our
sweet Lizzie.
One night she came, and putting her
arms round my neck, told me that he low
ed her, and on the morrow was to ask her
fathers consent to their union. was de-
lighted at the intelligence, and so was
Herbert, who dearly loved his sister.
Well, it was all selIed he was to have
Lizzie, and they went away. 1t was very
lonely al Woodville after that, but when
the spIing came, we were both TO be mar
ried, and Herbert succeed his father in the
ministry.
We corresponded regularly, and it was
agreed between Lizzie and me that we
should read the letters each other received
In June our weddings were 10 take place
and all winter we had been preparing.
SedIey and Herbert came, and we had a
Joyful meeting, and never had Woodside
Witnessed so much merriment before.
The bridal day came, bright and beauti,
ful. stood before the mirror in my bri.
dial robes, and my heart beat rapidly as
thought upon The great responsibility
was assuming. but was very happy
Lizzie looked beautifully, and could no>
forget my own happiness while rejoicing
in hers.
As we left the church after the ceremo.
ny which was performed by Herbert's ia.
lher, band OF young children met us ioa-
ded with flowers. They sang merry
bridal air, and rendered us the flowers
Lizzie stopped and kissed them; she was
going away the next morning, and l
might be long before she would see them
again. They all dearly loved her and
knew how much they would miss her,
dear girl we all loved her too well lol
separation.
Sedley and Lizzie went to Europe, and
for year we almost lost sight Of them.
was mistress of beautiful home and the
cherished wife of one of earth's nobles
sons; and was happy, truly happy. Yet
| had not for one moment forgotten Liz
zie. wrote often, very often, but | sell
dom received answers TO my long epls-
ties. At first, one or two letters came
telling of the splendor which surrounded
her, and the gay company into which she
was ushered. | almost feared the effect
Of all this upon the heart of Lizzie, so DIFF
Gerent from the rural simplicity which had
her from her infancy, bu>
Herbert laughed al my fears. Still was
sure all was not right. Why did she
write so seldom ! And in none of her
letters did she mention her husbands
name. l hoped for the best and expected
the worst.
Three years had passed away. was
the mother of beautiful boy, and my
home was happier than ever. | had no
heard Of Lizzie for two years. Herber
had written to different persons in Lon,
don, where Sedey was doing business as
a lawyer when last we heard from him,
but no one could tell US aught of him.
Mrs. Greenwood had passed away, and
with her dying breath, she blessed her
child. 1t was a mystery 10 us all wha
had become Of her, but we hoped every
day to hear.
| sat one beautiful evening, hearing little
Allison lisp his evening prayer, when a
form passed the open window and entered
the door 1t was woman, pale and bag.
gard, evidently suffering from sickness. |
never saw more attenuated form. In
her emaciated arms she held babe as mis-
cradle as herself. | seated her in the
chair had just left, and took out Of hel
arms the little wasted child which looked
up in my face with an old intelligen! look,
absolutely painful.
The woman took off her bonnet, and
her long black hair made her wan face ap-
pear more deaIhly. How could |, oh
God ! how could | recognize my poor lost
Lizzie in that spectral appearance In a
faint tone she said,
"You don't know me; you can'tsee the
happy Lizzie Greenwood in the shadow
before you"
gave sudden cry and staggered back.
That poor, wasted form, that shadow OF
death, Lizzie Greenwood. 1t was only
TOO true! | laid her in my bed, and the
tears were pouring down my cheeks in
,,- p,ade her com n(oT1abIe She