True American. [volume] (Steubenville [Ohio]) 1855-1861, 1856-10-15
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self for while that it was very delight
full, that she was immensely happy bu
in pause of the dance, she fancied iii
could. surely be but fancy) that pale face
lifted itself above the crowd Of listless ga.
GERS at the saloon door, that those deep
searching eyes, those soft auburn locks
could belong 10 no other than the village
pastor, For moment, her heart stool
still the bright blood flushed her temple;
then receding, left her deadly pale; and
not till she had taken several measures in
the now uncared for dance did absolute
consciousness come back.
In dreamy mood she hadseated herself
on her return to be attired for the night.
who says l have moi been happy I?
was on her lips | ain very, very wretch
ed, in her heart. ... 1.
AS slender fingers carefully smoothet
out and annOinted the glossy curls, Emily
glanced at herself in the mirror. She
made pretty picture, she and her maid
more beautiful was fair Emily, with her
locks banded back and simply knmtet
on the crown, than in all the array of cost
ly jewels. Suddenly, her eye fell on all
unsealed note. She took it mechanically
and started to her feet exclaiming
why was this not given to me on my
return 2 and again she read the few, but
significant lines ...
Dear Friend Come to me, for am
dying. Oh, must behold your face
once more, beloved Emily @
1t is notyet to late' she cried, moving
hastily forward. Tell Philip to put the
horses in again quick, tell him quickly
lit is matter Of life and DEATH
Preparing herself hurriedly, she pacet
the floor till the carriage was ready, then
praying she might be in time, sll, ntly EN-.
tered, and was driven by the faint starlight
far out on the country road. '. %. 1'.
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The night or rather morning, was very
bleak, and Emily shvered in her SNUG
corner not only with cold, however, fol
the transition was SO sudden, so awful
from the gayly lighted ballroom 10 the
chamber of the dying or the dead, ltchil
led her to the heart. 1t had grown quite
dark when she reached the plain wooden
mansion, whose faint lights fell feeble or
the roadside. 1t was that chamber she
knew it, though the blinds were close d
Often had she sat there by the jasamint
covered window, with the sweetest maid
in all the country round.' Her blut
eyes ana her golden tresses-how wer'
they now ? Cold and damp with the deai
dew. E'~ oa' e. 81. ":s' r'|a
'She will not come, and shall bt
gone to morrow. Oh, tell me, my deal
friend, how did she look +? You saw her
tell me- ....,u". ".E'.... .t..
GLORIOUS as queen murmured d
voice tremulous with deep feeling
but the brilliant and beautiful were will
her., .l.,s -a 'r. .t .r'.- .r ....
'And she has forgotten me- said the
dying girl, her tones plantive with the
grief OF first neglect. Il loved her toe
well So all earthly loves perish /; only
Heaven is real' And she lifted the gen.
tie eyes, in which hung, gliltering, The
last dew of life's last day; hence
forth, they were to shed tears no more
forever. .'j ... So p@E.
'Hark / tf. -. s T..
She lifted her head and looked forll
eagerly. Her mother entered, softly fol-
lowed by Emily. } t.,r ' /
'Oh, bless you-bless you, swee
friend whispered the sick one, holding
forth her white wan hands II did no
look for you now. How kind yor
were to come, to come and see me die
Emily 10 -... -. t'sr5 i-<.. 3.
You are not SO very i'll 7 cried Emily
sinking on her knees at the bedside. 'Yo,
must get well and go home with me
you are stronger than you think you art
frightened, my love- 'g
: Look at me. Emily ? exclaimed The
dying girl, with sudden energy. DC
you see any fear in my glance Oh, no
why should Ifear when | am going home
to my father. No, l deceive not myself
| am very weak ;'feel how my pulse il
failing. But | am so glad you arc here
See, Emily, here is our friend, ouI
good minister |; he has been very kind tc
me- f.ls tte 'a5. .E..tt,i!t-paat
Emily dared scarcely raise her eyes,
She trembled in every limb ; but wher
she found courage to murmur welcome
she saw that change had passed ovel
the minister's face 1t was not only pale,
marble pale, but sad, as IL his heart Ia.
bored with some great and deep sor,
row. '-- u" ''' '"' -" p 81
A mournful majesty seemed to sit on
that malchless countenance. And the
look he gave her so indescribable, and ye,
SO suddenly interpreted There was
shame in Emily's hearl-shame for the
vain thought that night cherished shame
that he, living above earth, as be seemed
to her, had seen her in the thought
less, les reyelling thrOng, and deemed hel
happy. r.. ....y.,s ts..l
May we be alone, mother-kind Mr..
Linaden I? asked Jessie. family, smiling
II is SO long since Emily was here. and
! have much 10 say, Blessed mother 4
she mutmured. in an underlone. sIt il
hard to leave her. 's'