Lewisburg chronicle. [volume] (Lewisburg, Pa.) 1850-1859, 1855-11-30

head reels, one terrible Jet from his lips,
he cndeavors to reach his bed-staggers
-falls-all is indeed over-he is dead
Two years ago, during the prevalence
of the yellow fever in New Orleans, dis
tinguished vocalist, man of herculean
frame, was attacked, and after the regular
course of the symptoms | have detailed,
suddenly rose from his sick bed imagining
that he was already convalescent, and step
ping across the apartment, sang with in
tense pathos and power the address of
Edgardo in the graveyard to the mistress
of his heart as the last notes rang thro'
the room, he fell to the floor corpse.
The same year, and in the same city,
while desolation hung over every home,
gay party of ladies and gentlemen dcter-
mined if possible to shake off the spell and
drive away the gloom Of death by the
charms of social enjoyment, As the car
riages that bore them swiftly over the
Shell Road to the Lake ratified along,
naught was heard but the merry song and
jocund laugh, and the hospitable inn once
reached there was luxurious supper pro-
vided, and pleasure ruled the hour Fore
most among the happy guests was radi-
ant bride, in her first year; she was a
New orker, and dazz zlingly, superbly
beautiful, while the brightness of her
lovely eyes was rivaled only by the brilli-
ance of her wit. Sprightly, accomplished
lovely as she was, there could be no gloom,
no sadness in her presence; her very COM
ing made "a sunshine in the shady place"
s. pa S d the pleasant evening midnight
came and the company betook themselves
again to their carriages and started for
home; aud as they passed along the road
on their return in that charming night,
there On the right of them, waved the
dark cypress bOughs of the cemetery, with
groups Of gloomy figures gathered inside
and at the entrance waiting for the dead,
and the ribald jest and oath of the grave
diggers, profaning the sanctity of the scene
as they piled their work, relatives and
friends waiting till the trench should be
followed out for those they had brought
there to bury. At last, they reached the
city and saw the town Illuminated as if
for some great festival, the red glare blaz
ing from every window and lighting up
the sky. Any stranger coming in would
have thought that some high jubilee was
being held there, some rejoicing for na
tional triumph, but the lights were only
those that bcamcd from the windows Of
the sick chambers. Next morning the
husband, who had been absent from the
city on some brief call of business, return
ed, and hurrying to his home was surpri-
sed to find it hushcd and gloomy. Meet
ing servant as he was fastening up
stairs, he asked, "Whcrc is your mistress"
"She is i'll of the fever, Sir" In a mo-
ment he was in her room where she lay
stricken by tie pcstilence on her bed.
The Doctor, who stood By, answered his
first frantic look ana exclamation with
such words as these 'IIa,e hours, Sir !.
Rich suppcrs and gay company quite
sufficient preparation for the yellow fever,
Sir !" "And how, how has this been ?"
was the agonizcd and even angry rcjoin-
der of the husband. But as he spoke he
turned toward his wife. There she lay,
her eyes glittering with delirum. Her
once fresh lips scaled and parched, her
cheeks that glowcd Ike roses but last
night, sunken and sallow, and her whole
frame writhing in the tortures Of the fear
full malady. Well, in what anguish may
be imagined, he watched beside her all
that fearful morning. Afternoon came
and her fever had abated she was better;
with rapture he thought she was sayel ;
restored to checriulness he left his house
for a few moments and wen; to friend,
to whom he was relating what terrible
fright he had undergone and the happi-
ness he now felt at his wife's deliverence
While he stood there speaking, a little
boy came running up and said-"Are you
not Mr.. -?" ayes, that is my name"
"WelI, please Sir, your wife's dead"
He fell senselcss to the pavement, but
was lifted up and after due attendance
which restored him to consciousness, was
conveyed by his friend to the house of the
deceased There lay the last remains Of
his young bride. A coffin was procured
and the body placed within. Ere night
came on he and his friend accompanied
that coffin over the same road, and to the
same Cypress Grove which she had pass
ed in joyousness and beauty, the night
before. At the entrance of the Cemetery,
a gentleman asked, "Who is there % The
name of the dead lady was pronounced,
"What," he exclaimed, with great oath,
"the same who rode along with US but
twenty-four hours agor' Yes, it was she,
ard the person who spoke was one of the
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