Edgefield advertiser. [volume] (Edgefield, S.C.) 1836-current, 1856-12-24

tiful. Terrible tia.
from me, my hearts dearest treasure. Beauti-
full, that it rendered her 50 supcrlatively lovely
in Ler hectic ethereal decline. She sleeps well,
my parents, and my grief has been 50 selfish
that lave not ere this appriscd you of the
same My little Charlie, and his dove-cyed sis
ter, are quite well, and are under the care Of al
aunt of their mothers, who is to them every
thing that is desirable.
You may think it wild project, my father,
but in the course of week AIN to JON all cx
petition which goes to discover, if possible, the
fate Of Sir John Franklin and lis gallant crew.
have been ardcntly wisllingo late that could
in some way assist my fellow beings. l have
been living for myself alone since my Jcssie's
DEATH have given up the practice of my pro-
fession for months. When think of that lone
IL mourncr, the lady Franklin, as she watches
each distant sail Whose Prov is turned toward
her native cliffs, with her bosom hcaving in its
breaking agony, oh, how l long to be one of the
Eayourcd number who shall bring to her the glad
tidines Of husbands rescue. My knowledge
of medicine may perhaps be of service TO the
poor weary wanderers in the frozen waters OF
the shrouded North Should | return, as l
fondly hope, successful, ], and my little ones
will soon he with YOU in your TRANSATLANTIC
home. Should never return, friend is com
missioned to convey them to You. For the pres
ent farewell, and the Good One be with and
bless you. Your CHARLIE.
"Now read the other, my clid," sighed the
good grandfather, wiping lis eyes, g shall be
glad to hear it once more"
OK BOARD THE PRINCE ALBERT,
Off Melville Cape, Aug 10Th 1901. }
Ny FATHER AND MoTlEn:-Sad and dispiri-
ted we have turned our barqnc homeward.-
Though the dread mysterious North has revealed
its wonders to us, yet, VIC have no tidnss to
rive of tho loved and lost We have beheld the
arctic sun like some huge bird of prey describe
its cxcentric convolutions from the zenith TO the
horizon, and then with solemn majestic swooI
hide its burning disc behind the palisades ot
eternal icc lii q few short hours as if sated
in its Unsuitable greed, it rises again and pursucs
its untiring round. We have seen the Auror'
in all its ellulgent beauty, blush like the rustic
maid, when youths earliest rose opens on hel
check, and then with mighty and sur1na I'M
pulse dart its coruscating fires, like molten solt
across the entire heavens. And then again, witt
arc above arc thrown athwart the firmamen
OH high, it looked as if the blue dome above
were supported on its magic pillars. We hay'
wended our way amid mountains OF ice tower
ing above our tiny barquc like Mt. Blanc amids
his cnvious compcers. We have brayed dan
gers and death, but without avail. The heart
broken Lady yet wccps and casts her vision owe
the blue sea, with her prayers to Heaven, 70
her husbands deliverancc, and lie comes notye
More than that, my parents, am going hom
to die. | feel that the disease which tool
away my Jessie, has fastened its fangs in m.
heart. I hope yet to survive until we land, tina
I may rest in the old Kirk yard beside her. o.
that the old towers of Dalkeith could once NOR
cast their shadows oer me. Or that in m
home where my kind uncle reared me so ten
derly, under the beetling brow Of the might