Shepherdstown register. [volume] (Shepherdstown, Va. [W. Va.]) 1849-1955, 1855-10-06
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with him hide longer, and see what Ell
feet it has on him she said inwardIy.
So she laughed. and said It was n very
good Joke. Wildly he rushed from her
presence. 'She never loved me- he
shlieked.
Agonized at what she had done, she
called his name, but he had gone. One
of her fathers servants passing soon after
found her lying senselcss on the ground.
lie carried her home, and resloratives
were Immediately applied; but, upon ava
king from insensibilty, she fell into
brain fever, which lasted for month.
When, at last, she was sufficiently recov-
cred, her first question was Of the where
abouts OF Harold. They told her that he
had left the village on the day she was
found in the forest, and had not been seen
or heard of since. For a week she was
in paroxysm of grief; but, from thence
she grew calm. Her old lovers crowded
around her, but she repelled them. She
seemed to be entirely changed, and no
longer appeared to take an interest in any
thing. Every offer of marriage was re-
fused, and she expressed her resolve new
er to wed. Size was always inspired with
belief that Harold would come back.
Years rolled on, when, one day, car
riage drove up to the door Of old Mr.. Adj
ans, whose hair was now whltened with
the SHOWS of many winters, and with
sorrow for the Joss of his only child.
Mrs. Adams had died some time before
the commencement Of our story, and the
old man was indeed desolate. He came
out to meet his visitors. A man in the
prime of life stepped forth another mo-
ment and the old man would have fallen
had not he supported him. He lifted his
head it was Harold Adams Calling a
servant, he led his father into room
Returning again TO the carriage, he open
ed it, and young and exquisllely beauti-
ful woman stepped forth. 1t was his
wife He led her into the paylor, and re-
turned to his father.
Harold, my son. were the first words
of the aged man.
Il am here, father, chs the reply.
Draw nearer, my valid, and let me
gaze upon you
Harold approached.
you are much changed, my child, said
| the father.
And he was changed suffering and
pain had done good work upon his frame.
but the light Of his flashing eye was still
undimmed.
Il have prayed for this hour, Harold
he continued. Yes, long and earnestly,
that might again behold you. Good
God, thou hast granted my wish--thy
will be done.
Silence rcigned. Harold was the first
TO break it.
Father = he said. There was no re-
sponse. Father ! again there was bur
echo in answer. He went to his fathers
side--he gazed upon his features thcy|
were fast relaxing into the arms Of death.
Alas his spirit had flown to meet his
Creator, and to rest in peace in the bosom
of the God he loved so well. Wildly
did Harold wiring his hands.
Father, come back leave me not
leave me not y he cried.
1t was too late.
LOUISE said the invalid, lead me 10
the window; let me gaze once more up
on the scenes of my childhood.
A gentle form answered 10 the call, and
placed him by the window. Softly she
knet beside him.
Louise, feel that | will soon be cal
led 10 meet my father in heaven. Weep
not, my angel, bat prepare to meet me
there. But, before | die, | will unbOsom
myself to you. You have often obser-
we'd that there has been something ever
weighing heavily on my heart, and which .
has ever borne down my spirit, years ago,
there lived in yonder cottage, being as
fair, as lovely as thou And he told her
all his past love for Margaret Haine,
which it is needless here TO relate.
AFTER | had seen my father laid in the
grave, for week | visited his resting
place at sundown. 1t was on fine even
ing, on one of these occasions, tha! as |
stepped forth from a thicket, observed
female with her face turned from me.
She turned a, my approach. 1t was
Margaret Haine. Upon seeing me she
said, Harold Adams, have waited long
and patiently for this interview and tho
my heart has long been striving TO break
from my breast, knew should not die
until il came. And she told me how
deeply and madly she had loved me ;yea, {
loved me still. we will never be united l,
in This world, Harold, she continued, but
in The next : and she gradually disaPpea-
red. The feelings awakened by this in !