The Tiffin tribune. [volume] (Tiffin, Ohio) 1848-1859, 1856-11-14
THE pRIpAL WINEouP.
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rowd.
The beautiful bride grew pale--the de-
isive hour had come. She pressed her
vhito hands together, and the leaves Of
he bride wreath trembled on her brow |
nd her breath became quicker, and her
leart beat wilder.
Yes, Marion" lay aside your scru
oles for this once, I" said tho Judge, in a
ow tone, going towards his daughter
.'tho company expectit Do not serious
" infringe upon the rules Of etiquette Z;
in your home, act as you please, but in
mine, for this once, please me-"
Every eye was TUNED towards the bri-
dal pair, Mariou's principles we're well
known Henry had been conviyiyalist
but Of late his friends had noticed the
change in his manners, the difference in
his habits and that night they watched to
see as they sneeringly said, ifhe was to
be tied down by a Woman's option so
soon.
Pouring outa brimming beaker, they
held it, with tempting smiles, towards
NJ rion. She was very pale, though
more composed, and her hand shook not,
as she gracefully accepted the crystal
tempter, aud raised it to her lips. But
scarcely had she done so, when every
hand was arrested by her piercing excla-
nation Of " Oh how horrible 70
What is il ?" criod one and all -
thronging together, for she slowly carri-
ed the glass at arms length, and was
fxedly regarding it as though 1t was
some hdeous object.
Wait 70 she answered, while an in
spring light shone from her dark eyes (;
''wait and / will tell you. / see, she ad-
ded, slowly pointing one jeweled finger at
the sparkling liquid "a sight that beg.
gars all description, and yet listen, l will
paint il for you il can. 1t is lonely
spot tall mountains, crowned with yer-
dure, rise with awful sublimity around a
river runs through, and bright flowers
grow on the waters. edge. There is a
thick warm mist, that the sun seeks in
vain to penetrate. Trees, lofty and beau
tiful, wave to the airy motion Of the birds,
but there-a group Of Indians together
they flit to and fro with something like
sorrow Oh their dark brows and in the
midst lies a manly form-but his dark
cheeks grow deathly, his eyes wild with
tho fatal fire of fever. One friend stands
besides him-nay, ! should say keels; fol-
see, he is pillowing that poor head upon
his breast.
/" Genius in ruins-oh the high, holy
looking brow why should death mark
it p? And he so young Lcok, how he
throws back the curls See him clasI
his hands Hear his thrilling shrieks fol
life Mark how he clutches at the form
of his companion, imploring o be saved
Hear him call piteously his fathers name
see him twine his fingers together as h,
shrieks for his sisterLhis only sister, the
twin Of his soul-weeping for him in hi
distant native land.
'' See ' she exclaimed whilo th,
bridal party shrank back, tae untastet
wine trembling in their grasp, and th
judge fell, oyerpowered, upon his seat
I" See, his arms are lifted TO heaYen--h
prays, how wildly, for mercy BUT fe
yer rushes throgh his veins. The frend
beside him are weeping awestricken, tn
dark men move silently away, leaving tn
living and dying together"
There was hush In that princely par
lor, broken only by what seemed sol
from some manly bosom The brid
stood yet upright, with quiyering lip, AM
tears stealing to the outward edge Of he
lasEes. Her beautiful arm had lost it
extension, and the glass, with its trouble,
red waves, came slowly towards the rang
of her vision. She spoke again ever,
lip was mute, Her voice was faint ant
low. yetawfully distinct. She still 6xeC
her sorrowful gaze upon the wine cup.
" 1t is evening now the great, whit,
moon is coming up, and its beams lay
gently upon his forehead. He move
not--Ais eyes are etin their sockets--din
are his piercing glances in vain hi
friend whispers the names of his fathe
and sister-death--and no soft hand, NJ
gentle voice to soothe him.
"His head sinks back! One convul
sive shudderAhe is dead"
A groan ran through the assembly S,
vivid was her description, so uuearthly
was her look, so inspired her manner
that what she described seemed actually
to have taken place then and there. The
noticed, also, that the bridegroom hid hi
hands, and was weeping,
Dead p. she repeated again, her lip
quiyering faster, and her voice NOR,
broken "and they scoop him grave
and there, withouta shrouad, they lay
him down on the reeking earth, m,
only son of aproud father, idolized broth
or Of fond sister, aud he sleeps to to-day
in that distant country, with no stone (
marx the spot there he lies, my fathers
son, my own twin brother A victim
to this deadly poison "Father p' sh,
exclaimed, turning suddenly, while th,
tears ran down her cheeks, "iather, shall
/ drink now ?"
Tho form Of the aged judge, was con
yulsed with agony, He raised not hi
head, but ipa a smothered voice faltered
1 4" No, no, my child; in Gods name
| She lifted the goblet and let it fall sud
denly to the noor, It was dashed to
thousand pieces, Many a tearfel ey,