True American. [volume] (Steubenville [Ohio]) 1855-1861, 1856-10-15

Both moved into the adjoining apart
ment. Emily at first grew faint with
fear, lest ere they returned the spirit sho'd
BE-. summoned ; but then the voice was so
calm and sleady;a flush laid softly OIL
the cheek; the eye, large and hollow
though it was, sparkled with an intense
brightness. ..... ............ ..,...t
Emily dear, do you remember the
little church! Do you mind how the
summer sun used 10 slant over the grave
yard where we walked in the calm eve
ming with Mr.. Linaden loved that
little church love to think of the
twines over its door, green and bright,
even this winters morning You know
we both had a sweet little Sabbath. class.
Matty and sunny eyed Mary were in yours
they are both in Heaven .- 49,. ..
She paused for moment. Emily could
not speak. .. ..
I'VE used to have such holy prayer
times and how softly and beautifully our
dear minister taugh US of Heaven! Oh,
he has voice Of music Emily, he is al
most all angel, sometimes think. But
away with early lhoughls!' she said,
a grieved expression stealing over her
face. So.
| want TO say something more than
this, something to you and what shall l
say !! how shall say il? '
Say what you will replied Emily,
in a broken voice reprove me. | am
very sinful. Tell me that | have broken
my vows, and deserve no mercy. need
it all
'Oh, Emily, you always seemed SO full
Of goodnes to me that perhaps 1 ought
not Still, thoughts of olden times have
been busy with my memory to-day. |
recalled you, humble, while yet so glori-
ously beautiful, lamb like in gentleness ;
then / thought Of your sudden wealth
You seemed to me standing on some great
elevation above all others and yet the
danger--the danger Of your fall from that
dizzy height Dear Emily, forgive me
for warning you; but remember tina,
am at this moment on The verge of eter.
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Say on, my best friend, and let me
confirm your Impressions. | have not
been happy since left this pleasant place
--no, not for moment ..,9n.
And Linaden--does he know this
Have you seen him much 2 ...... .. .,
No, no said Emily, shuddering, for
she remembered where she had last me;
his gaze. He, too has forgotten me.
Oh, sometimes wealth is a heavy mis-.
cry =? .,-,r. t.-.'. ...r. -. p.
A great change has come over him,
murmured The dying girl, with an effort ;
and | believe it is partly that makes him
seem so much above all others. Since
you left, Emily, our blessed minister has
been an altered man. Sometimes l fan
cied lie loved you, had spoken of that
love, and you had sighted him; but no,
no--that cannot be. What woman, be
she queen or peasant, but would be hon
ored by Linaden's love Oh, love for
him must be almost worship .......
She had slightly raised her hands as
she said this. A deeper red diffused it.
self over the transparent cheeks; a rap.
ture too intnese for common friendship
lighted up her glance. Emily started.
AS suddenly as it had broken forth was
the truth revealed to her; this sweet, fa-
ding flower loved the gifted child ol
Heaven and perhaps why she could not tell
was offering up her young life as sacri-
flee upon the altar Of loye--alas, hope.
less. .......... ....,..
The sufferers lip quivered, and she
closed her eyes to shut back the coming
tears then, after long silence. she rails.
ed her arms and motoned that her head
should rest upon Emily's bosom. ,.. ,l
-, You have seen the struggle she whis.
pered. Heneforth, when you remem,
Der me, you will pity what ealthly loI
was mine. But oh, Emily, | beseech
you, by all my suffering let him not suf-
fer Something tells me that you love
him il must be so, for am near eterni.
ty, and my vision is clear. He taught
me to be Christian, Emily. He loved
me only as a cherished sister ; he dreams
not Of what you have interpreted. But
oh, Emily, il you knew-if you but knew
the depth and tenderness Of that soul, the
almost woman like soltness and devotion,
the, stern Roman depth also, the mighty
earnestness of that noble spirit! You
are rich, and he is poor; but what is gold
in comparison, with such love p? Only
promise me that you will not make him
suffer bless him, and if it is in the pow.
er Of released spirits to- grant one favor to
embodied soul, I will bless you, dear
Emily. You promise and am happy.
You were not made for The idle throng.
What noble helper you will be !! am
SO light aud happy now. l half believe
Heaven has begun, Lay me back. love,
and if you please call them in. One
prayer more-one prayer, dear minis
ter w ~ ~
Sometimes, the throng of gay dancers,
the flashing gas lights, the 5triaing words.
the unmeaning laughter f,he few pre-
yious hours fitted through Emily's mind
during The prayer. Il was, she felt, for
| her as well as for the dying. Tears moi
idle tsars'--chased rapidly down her