Marshall County Democrat. (Plymouth, Ind.) 1855-1859, 1856-04-10
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Ahi away IL was III tbhO, "uN iS Ne'AiS
He sprang to her, and in au instant he
was hers again, and all was forgotten save
the peaceful, joyful face that lay before him
looking so loveingly into his eyes.
She was dying. Swiftly now the silver
cord was slipping from the knot. She
grew paler, and more heavenly in appear
ance, while she fixed her eyes more and
more intensely on him. She never varied
her gaze. Father, mother, friends who
were all around her-none caught that
look of love, save lie whose its all
was here and forever And, at length,
whispering, Phillip, hold me closet and
her head In his bosom, she closed her eyes
on his beloved CONFERENCE.-The vision OF
earth, last thought of time-and took il
with her to the unseen world, as all she
wished to take from earth to heaven.
Three days afterwards they buried her
And when the lonesome man, with bowed
head and solemn step, entered his library,
and gazed around him sadly, he saw an
unopened letter lying on his desk, where a
servant had placed it three days before,
when he dropped it from his hand to the
floor
He sat down calmly and looked at it.
He was in no haste to open it. He did not
think oft as a sacrilege, not for a moment
He had no thought that there could be any
such thing as sacrilege TO her memory
He regarded her wholly, only his, and he
thought he had finally overcome the last
enemy to her perfect reign in his heart
overcome it, now that it was too late.
He opened it at length as bushes mat
ter, cody, calmly, without $50 he said to
himself) one throb quicker than usual.
Phillip, come to me- am dying!'-
They were almost the very words in which
his wife had called him back to her. How
/ have wasted all the blessedness God off
cred TO me. How l have deceived You.
cursed myself l have loved You every
hour since was old enough TO love.
have loved you with spontaneously
not say nhuman?--love And now |. the
widow of another man, lonesome, miserable,
dying call you back to me, Phillip, to see
me diel'
He went to her. He found her in the
splendid home she had inherited from
her husband, one whom men called great
the representative of great power. He
was man of no affections, who had mar
RED her for the sake of a wealthy alliance,
and had died leaving her wealth she did
not want, and disappointment to all her
ambition-and now she was diving.
Phillip Wlnslow would not have gone
TO her but for the feeling that he might be
useful in the hour of her extremity. 1t was
not love that carried him back 1t was the
duty ola Christian minister; nothing else,
at least, 50 he said to his own heart, and
doubtless it was true.
She lay ona splendid couch, surrounded
by all the evidences Of wealth and case
She drank from crystal goblets set in gold,
and the coverings of her couch were Of the
most costly fabrics. The ceiling of her
room was frescocd in exquisite colors, and
the walls hung with tapestries ofquaint and
expensive beauty. All that was around
her was characteristic of her tastes; all was
beautiful, superb, magnificent 1t dazzled
the eyes Of the young clergyman when
they showed him into her chamber, as she
had directed
He had come very late. She had watch
ei hour by hour for his coming, and won
dered whether her messenger could have
failed. And at length she had become
restless, and she gave.him up on the fourth
day, and fever took hold of her and deliri- I
UNI followed. All her rawlings were Of him
and the secret of her proud heart was known
to all the servants in her house And when
he came they knew him, and smiled as he
passed up to her chamber, marshaIed BY
the aunt who was with her in the country
village.
She lay there, the wreck Of all her splen-
did beauty, and he looked on her, and the
past came before him-again and again the
storm came, and he bowed his head and
yielded to it now
Yes, she was gloriously beautiful. 1t
was she-his young love-the idol of all
his years ofagony-shcthat lay there, sleep
ing now, calm, quiet. like statute He
gazed on her face, and his heart beat now
wildly. fercely, with the passion of youth
He bent over her, and his breath was on
her forehead, and she smiled and opened
her eyes.
Phillip, Phillip and she lifted her arms
TO his neck, and he knelt by and buried
his face out of her sight while he sobbed
aloud. And then he put his arms around
her and held her to his breast, and |