The Caledonian. [volume] (St. Johnsbury, Vt.) 1837-1867, 1858-08-21

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"hhc didn't Say much, -Oh, my God ml
God something IKE ihut The next morn
ing she showed one letter (which the ha.
'wnUrn 20 Margaret"
"1o Mugauta7 started 900, lut nm bach
ngaH, helpless. Wltha gf1Iu
IVES" said Joseph. -"aud 70 was lrtial
worthy the nuhlrst woman, wrote another
TOR thought Margaret ought ~ know every
Thing. II might snyc her lie, anil yours too
IN the mean time, bad got worse news ilnm
hor still.--thp her health continued 90 de
cline and Tint hcr physician saw no hope foi
her except Ion voyage 90 lluly. But HAT she
rdsulutcly refused 10 undertake until she got
those lottrra You know the irHtn
The rrt " said, ns u horrible suspicion
h.shcd upon me- "lou told me something
terrible had happened"
"Yrs,-to Flora, Bot you have heard he
worst She ID gone she IL by this time 10
Home.
"l'Iom gomez But YOU snld she was here
"She? so IN Isl But did you think !
meant llon' supposed you knew. Not
Fomrhu Margaret Margaret "
slTioksA-eAt, Margaret Pr Thuts the
last ! rcmcmber,-at least, tic last ! can toll,
She WIS there ! was in her nrmsi she bad
CROSSED the sea, not 10 save her own life, but
mine And i'lnU mn g0Up, aud my dtclmh
were lruci and the breath and magnetic
touch oi love which infused warm sweet ite
into me. md seemed not llnra6, bat Mar
garel's, were no Illusion, Aud--Yhat more
cnn tell
From the moment ofrccciying those letters
Margurrts energies were reused, mud she had
begun 10 regain her health. There IL no
such potent medicine as hope md love. L.
had saved her, and Il saved me. My rccov-
cry was sure and speedy The happiness
which seemed too great, too dear 10 be ever
possible, was now mine, She was with me
again, all my own Only tho conyalcsccnt
who feel, the glow Of love quicken the pure
pulses Of returning health, knows what per
feet blias Is,
As soon ns ] was strong enough TO trnvcl,
We set ont for Italy, the faithful Joseph no.
compnnyiuC us. We rnioyct Florence, us
palaces and galleries Of art, the quaint old
churches, about which the religious aent
meHt ~ ages seems 60 hang like nm utmus-
phcrc, the morning and evening climnr Of
musical bells, the Arno, and the oliyo-oFown-
al Tuscan hills,--all so delightful a. the scu-
scs and the soul. Ancr Flornco, Naples,
with It's beautiful, dangerous, volcanic cnyi-
rouS whore the aucicnts uptly located their
heaven and hell and whore % luxurious, pas
si0n1lc people nhsorbs into It's blood the
spirit Of the soil, and the fire and hnguor of
the cline from Napcs to Rome, where
We saw ST. Peters, TINT bubble on the sur
face of the globe, which the next earthquake
may burst, the Vatican with its mnrycls Of
'tituary, the ruined temples of the old gods
and heroes, the Csmplgun, the Pope, anil
Flora, We had but glimps Of her IL
WIS one night, NJ the Colosseum. We had
been nursing about, that vast and solemn pile
' Y the moonlight which silvcrcd /: over with
indcscribable beauty, and ut last, necompan-
led by our guides, bearing torches, we ascend
ed through dark and broken passages to the
upper benches Of the amphithcatrc. As we
were passing along one side, ,Ts~Saw pictur-
esquely moving through the shadows Of the
opposite walls, with the immense arena be-
tween, the rcd-lIring torches and halfil-
Illuminated figures Of another party of visit
ors. | don't know whether il was instinct
or ncutcncss Of vision, that suggested Flora
hut with a sudden leap ~ the heart, felt that
she was there. We descended, and passed
out under tho dark arches Of stupcndous
ruin. The other visitors walked little
in advance Of us,-two Of the number
lingering behind their companions and GER
tain words Of tenderness and passion we
heard, which strangely brought to my mind
those nights on the ocean steamer.
"Whal is the matter with you ?' said Mar
"llush !" / whispered ,-"thcrc--t wo-
Flora ~
She chung to mel drew her closer, rs we
ptuscd and the happy couple. went on, over
the ancient Forum, by the silent columns Of
the ruined temples, and disappeared from
sight upon the summit Of the Capitoline lill.
4 faAs months later we heard of the mar
riAge Of Flora to an English bnroneti she is
now nay LddV, and must do her the Justice .
20 say that I never Knew woman better tit !
ted TO bear that title AS for Margaret,-if |
ialsi! aalil.- =.
Hudson, after we have finished our hunt af- !
ter those Western lands, you. shall see her, |
together with the lovcliest pair Of children /
that ever made two proud parents happy"
"And here" added Wcstwood, eve have !
arrived at the end OF our days journey we
have had the Romance Of Glove, and now |
--lets have some supper