Sunbury American. [volume] (Sunbury, Pa.) 1848-1879, 1858-04-10
f(istellaneous.
An Affecting Letter.

The following toucbidg fragment ofa letter
from dying wife to her husband was found
by him some months after her death between
leaves OF q religious volume which she was very
fond of perusiDg. The letter was written
long before ber husband was aware that the
grasp of fatal disease had fastened upon the
lovely form of his wife, who died at the early
age of nineteen:
When this thall reach your eye, dear
George some day when you turn over the
relics Of the past, shall have passed away
forever, and the old white stone will be keep
its lonely watch over the lips you have so Of
ten pressed, and the sod will be growing green
thht shall hide forever from your sight the
dus. of one who has often hestled close to
your warm heart. For many long and sleep
less nights, when all beside my thoughts we're
at rest, have nestled with the consciousness
Of approaching death, until at last it has
formed itself upon my mind and although to
you, to others it might now seem but the ner-
vous imagining of a girl, yet, dear George, it
is so! Many weary hours have passed in
the endeavor to reconcile myself to leave you
whom love 50 we'll, and this bright world Of
sunshine and beauty and hard indeed it is to
struggle on silently aud alone with the sure
conviction that sm about to leave all for
ever and 60 down into the dark valley But
! know in whom have believed" and lean-
ing on His arm, ~ fear no evil" Do not
blame me for keeping even all this from you.
How could l subject you, of all others, to
such sorrow as feel at parting, when time
will soon make it apparent to you! could
have wished to live if only TO be at your side
when your time shall come and pilowing your
head upon my breast, wipe the death damps
from your brow und usher your departing spir-
it into the Makers presence, embalmed in
woman's hoiicst prayer. But it is not to be
and l submit. Yours is the privilege of
watching, through long and dreary nights, for
the spirits final fight, and OF transferring my
viour's bosom And you shall share my
last thought, and the last faint pressure Of
the hand and the last feeble kiss shall be
yours; and even when flesh and heart shall
have failed me, my eyes shall rest on yours
until glazed by death and our spirits shall
hold one last comthunion until gently faded
from my view--the last of earth-you shall
mngle with the first bright glimpses of the
unfading glores of the better world, where
partings are unknown. Well do know the
spot, my dear George, where you will lay me /;
often ne stood by the place, and as We watch
ed the mellow sunset as it glanced in quiver-
ing flashes through the leaves and FURNISHED
the grassy mound around US with the stripes
OF FURNISHED gold, each perhaps has thought
that come day one of us would come alone,
and which ever it might be- your name would
be on the stone. But we loved the spot and
l know you will love it none the less when you
see the same quiet sunlight linger and play
among the grass that grows over young Mary's
grave. l know you will go there, aud my
spirit will be with you then, and whisper
among the waving branches-"I am not lost,
but gone forever"