The Lambertville press. [volume] (Lambertville, N.J.) 1858-1???, 1858-12-02
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BARBARIAN GHIEF.
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TALE FOUNDED on FACT.

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Though I endeavored to conceal the fatal
event from Mary, it was in vain; the account
was copied in the City Gazette, and was imme-
diately noticed by her. This was the term;na-
ton of Marys hopes - the death blow to her
happiness. The rose fled from her lips; society
lost its charms; she refused to see company :;
and was evidently Fastening to that place where
the weary are at rest Although l was much
alarmed about her I could not persuade her
to believe she was in danger She always met
me with smile, but it only served to render
more visible to the watchful eye of parental
anxiety, the hectic flush of her lily countenance
Hoping that change of objects, a sea voyage
to New York and the diversity of objects which
we should meet with in that place, m chit have
beneficial effect in restoring her to health I
proposed her accompanying me to the northern
metropolis Accustomed to yield implicit ODE
dience to my wishes she made no objection to
the proposal, although she assured me it would
do her no good and the result verified the pre-
diction. She declined rapidly on our voyage
home was carried from the vessel to her cham
Der, which she never again left Annette
watched over her with the tender anxiety of a
sister, and alleviated The wearsome hours of
sickness by every consolation in the power of
friendship to bestow. Not a murmur escaped
her. My dear father she would say weep
not for me- we shall again meet, to be forever
happy While life lasted, Of earthly objects
you were uppermost in her affections, and the
last quivering accents Of her tongue vibrated
with your name ]! !"
Lovely Martyrl" I exclaimed, when he
ceased speaking, 60 why could not / have
flown to thee why could not my bosom have
received the fatal arrow, that / might have ac-
companied thee to brighter and better world !!
And eudeared Annette, heaven will bless thee
for thy kindness to my departed Mary. May
thy hopes never be blighted, like those of that
lovely victim; but may the smiles Of heaven
shower down blessings upon thee, and thy path
way OF life be strewed with flowers. y
Though 1 would not deny you the sacred
luxury OF grief" said Mr.. Mornton, ~ would
entreat you not to indulge in it to excess. Tears
will relieve your bursting heart, and reflection
VIII give you fortitude to support your loss. =
You will retire to your chamber, for we shall
never be tired of converSing and thinking of
cur Mary"
"No-never! !" / replied, wring'ng his hand,
as ne accompanied me to my chamber, and left
me, as he concluded to my repose. Vain at
tempt! my burning brain forbade the most dis
tant approach of rest | reflected on my loss,
until my imagination could bear it no longer
became bewildered, and the last that / can
reeoleet, was my shifting my forehead and ex-
claiming %, Mary would to heaven / had
died with thee %
In what manner left Charleston, is to me
utterly unknown. 1t was on the fifth day after
landed at Charleston, that | found myself
WITHIN ten miles Of Savanna, in Georgia, nearly
uestltute OF clothing, and emaciated almost to
skeleton The events through which had