Litchfield enquirer., 1856-08-28
Love, Despair and Suicide.

N. Y., was most melancholy, resulting from the breaking of marriage engagement. The following letter, written by the unfortunate young lady to female friend just previous to committing the act, will be read painful interest
 MoN Am :-Listen, and will tell yon an OCT true tale. Once on time, in the land of
 -, there dwelt maiden, her heart was light and free as the mountain air all earth seemed bright and beautiful she was joyous and happy all the day. The sun shone pleas antiy on her path, for there was no guile in her heart she had been brought up in the fear of the Lord she loved the ways of holiness tho thoughts and imaginations of her heart were pure and good her standard of purity was high and lofty she despised all that was low or base, and loved with her whole soul all that was pure and good. What was worldly pomp and ambition for her r To tread the path of purity and peace was her greatest aim this was the bright morning star of her existence j; from her childhood she had trusted in God With His strong arm around her, what could cause her to stray? "How could she err when Christ was her Polar starr'
 And in process of time youth came to dwell in that land he was noble, generous aud true hearted. The youth and maiden met they were often in each others socety5 they walked together, when the stars shone bright above them, and the maiden was happy. He came to spend the passing hour, she liked it, and thus the passing hours sped on. This maiden's heart had not known blight or mildew. Is it strange that she learned to look for his coming with throbbing heart, and the sound of his footsteps would cause her heart to beat and eyes to brighten He taught her to love, and oh how well she loved him. Her heart was filled to overfowing she has no thoughts that are not of him he has become a part of her very existence. There is woven round her heart net of ten thousand chords, not one to be broken. Mysterious passion" phat art to1, that would cause her to sacrifice all even her hopes of heaven How changed this maiden-she has an idol--he is her life, her all her love has become idolatry.
 What means this? He talks of love, and then, that they must part. She knew of no other love but the first pure love of an honest heart. M
 Hush, be still" God has withdrawn his strong arm ministering> spirits stand back. "Why is this ?" Oh 1 why has God left her Is it because she first withheld her love, in per hitting mortal to receive that homage which was due to her Maker, or is it to teach her that the flesh is weak, or why did He forsake one who, from her infancy, morning, noon or night, had bowed before Him and prayed for his blessing.
 A change has come over this maiden she awakes from her dream to find she clasps shadow. The sun shines no more upon her pathway the stars are dim. Oh how can she live when another's form is clasped in those arms, another head rests on that bosom How caa she smile on the same, as though her heart was not molten lead, desolate and blghted There Is darkness over her soul naught on earth can cheer her now. She knows the great est saints have erred, and she hears the voice Of Jesus saying, Go and sin no more. Not all can efface that dark spot from her memory 1, there is fear that reason may forsake her throne. She hears the flashing of the dark waters, whose waves are waiting to make her shroud, and voice saying, Come, here is rest for the weary. She cannot stay with this frail teue. meut she must leave it, because it has proved so weak.
 There is something which dread;
 It is dark, fearful thing
 'Tis not the dread of death-'tis moro,
 Is is the dread of madness.