Port Tobacco times, and Charles County advertiser. (Port Tobacco, Md.) 1845-1898, 1858-03-18

} rapidly grew convalescent In four weeks
time could 90 out to quaff the invigorat-
ing breeze with my physician, [ -fattered
myself that should soon be at home, soon
to be among scenes that [ dearly loved [
was pronounced out Of danger of a relapse
Tn two short weeks I should be in Philadel-
phia, in that city of brotherly love.
j. Oh, how long the days seemed, how
weary the night. On a pleasant morning
in June entered the cars bound for home.
Home, how welcome the word sounded it
struck upon mine ear like the joyful re-
prieve to a condemned criminal Oft dur
ing my convalescence did I gaze upon the
simple rosebud It had faded. Its beau
tiful coroIla had turned to an ashy hue,
whilst its scented leaves were crisp. Oft
had [ pressed it to my lips and gazed with
an distracted look upon the fair flower and
prayed soon to see its prototype. [ was-at
home familiar faces thronged around me
to welcome me home, and to congratulate
me on my recovery Ladies crowded in
viting me to partake Of the joys to be found
in their society. But needed them not;
their greeting seemed cold and cheerless.-
On the third day of my arrival drove to
MIR. Halls How my heart throbbed as it
neared my beloved I urged on the horses;
it was cool, yet the horses foamed. Oh.
that [ could annihilate space! Oh, that [
could travel with telegraphic velocity!
The place was reached; nobody was about;
the rumbling of carriage wheels brought out
Mr.. Hall Oh, how changed His hair
was far more silvery than before; his gait
was lettering: his step feeble. It was evil
dent he was at the verge Of the grave, grasp
ing NE by the hand he essayed to speak;
his heart was too full; the tears were stream
ing down his furrowed cheeks; pointing me
to the house, he motioned me thither.
entered; hollow cough reached my
ear Oh God [ soon comprehended the
fearful truth, Carrie was dying; dying of
that fell disease consumption. My eyes
swan around-my brain grew dizzy. A
voice reached my ear /; it called me to con-
seriousness.
ooh that [ could see RouIef once before
| | die, for l cannot cannot think him false :"
Slowly arose to enter the room, grasp
Hag to support = tatt Avn n g -er-a
I entered the room, there-there lay the at
tenuated frame of Carrie, my rose bud, fad
ed indeed. She heard me enter she bent
her earnest gaze upon me, sobbed, ''Rou-
lef." I tottered toward her !; soon I was in
he. embrace, with my face pressed to hers;
weeping scalding tears of sorrow. Oh, |
would have given worlds did Ipossess them,
to save her sweet life
"'That rosebud Roulcf"
Il have it yet it is prototype of your
self, faded, and its leaves are crisp"
! Soon will my suffering frame be crisp
in death, but murmur not nor complain, for
His rod and staff will comfort and cheer me
in the dark valley and shadow of DEATH
They told me, dear Rule, you were false,
but [ believed it not knew ] would see
you before [ die; can now say with the
prophet Now, Lord, lettest thou thy ser
want depart,in peace, for mine eyes hath be-
held thy glory"
| gazed long upon that lovely form, love-
ly and beautiful in health, but more serene
| ly SO now that death was to place his cold
signet upon that marble brow [ sobbed as
if my heart-strings would break; Carrie
turned to me taking my hand in hers.
''Don't weep; dear Rule. don't weep
though we are parted here, in Heaven we
will be joined together, there where they
neither marry nor are given in marriage.
but dwell in love and happiness. It grieves
me, dear Rule, for us to part, but our
Heavenly Father SO wills it and we must
not dcnlur."
[ buried my face in the counterpane and
cried it seemed as if my heart was dissoly
ed and melted in tears; long thus [ lay,
when [ arose Carrie was asleep The part
ed mouth, the Enclosed eye, the heavy, dull
breathing, the clammy sweat and sluggish
pulse, all denoted that death was opening to
her the portals Of immortal bliss and hap
pincss; [ felt oppressed, and went out in
the evening air. All nature seemed hush
ed. The moon was just peeping over the
eastern hills. On such nj ght as this, but
one sohrt year ago, when Carrie and part
ed to meet nowhere this side of eternity. -
The thought was agonizing I paced to and
fro The evening breeze bore to my ears
the words of that sanity hymn,
Jesus can make the dying bed,
As soft as downy pillows are"
sang in tones clear as silver bells, sang in
tones that seemed like the echoes of angelic
choirs singing around the Throne Of the
Lamb
Again [ was at the bedside It was evil
dent her dissolution was nigh. Rule,
dear Rule, are you here the mists of death
gather around my eyes the wave of immor-
tality begin to lave my feet but all is bright
beyond. The waters deepen, thick mist
rises but light breaks forth it dispels my
gloom, and will light my pathway to Cod
| was speechless; pressing my lips to
hers; she placed her arms around my neck,
breathed one tender word in my ears.