The Highland weekly news. [volume] (Hillsborough [Hillsboro], Highland County, Ohio) 1853-1886, 1858-03-11

ter from the crowd, and looked out, for
she know her husband was there. She
saw the prostrato, familiar form, and
the young minister beside it.
The jewellers hastily retreated into
the tavern, for they saw a sight which
was not pleasant to see. A woman,
coming with eager, hprrying steps, with
ppllid lips, and wild, mournful eyes
She reached the spot just as the minis
ter raised her husbands head from the
ground She saw the gaping wound,
the blood streaming over the white
brow, the noblest beauty Of that be-
loved face.
"Ohi he's killed. he's killed" That
cry Of agony 1t seemed like the last
wall Of a broken heart
"Como w said Stacy Humes to the
| bystanders, and his voice was stern, but
sorrowful, "come and aslist me to carry
this man to his home, and some one
bring physician"
He was borne there, as t were Dead
and another senseless form was borne
beside him.
When Mrs. Lee returned to conscious.
ness, it was a sad awakening. There
Law her husband, still 50 dear to her
heart, deathly pallor on his face, and
giving no sign of life, except the slight
groan which now and then moved his
lips.
She loved him so earnestly so de-
votedly Her love had never waned
for drunkard though he was, he was nc
vulgar, abusive man. In his widest ra.
wings, she could always trace the brigh.
intellect to which her heart had evei
done homage.
Z Consciousness at length returned t,
the unhappy man, but he was delirious
, and raved and cursed the iniquitou
poison, which has made such fearful wa
: against all that is pure, all that is good
all that is holy.
Alas James Leo, yours is not tn
only blightod intellect! Yours is no
the only wasted life A light dawnec
upon you at the last; but thousands Of
other lives have gone out in obscur
darkness, blackehed ruined, lost
might write here words whicl
would make my readers start. I nigh
write of the bloom, the hope, the Low
of youth, ondingin tragedy in fearful
maniac cries Ay, that which I hav
seen, even in my own brief existence
but 1 forbear.
There came weary days and nights o
watching, by the bedside of James lie,
Wildly his young wife prayed, that hi
delirium might pass away. Solemnl
and earnestly, the minister prayed, tn;
d some hope might dawn through til
l. darkness At last his dolirium subs
.e ded, and they ioyfully hailed it as
s promise of his life; and so it was me
j, Of earthly life, but of life immortal
g "Where is Luoy?" was the first que
ton of the sick man, when reason r,
e sumod its sway She was there in
l. moment, bending over him, a thrill o
- joy in her heart, that his loved vol,
1T had once more spoken her name.
IS His eyes wandered over her fac
It, and he thought how terribly it WI
changed from what it was on her br
ID dal day.
When he saw how pale, how worn 81
a was, the tears gathered in his eyes,
o, "My poor wife, he said foebly; "hO
Iy you have suffered Put my arms arOur
you, Lucy, and lay your head on N
p broast;-very lightly darling, for l.
le weak, Now tell me you still love me-
IN that you will forgive all the past"
or ooh, my husband you know I 70
T. give; and you are 50 dear to my heart
/ "Now pray God to forgive me-"
said, "for I've been very wicked"
ut He was deeply penitent and rcmors
,y full. Stacy Humes came often to 81
lg him, and whispered earnestly, goutl
le Of the only happy life here, the on
lo blissful one beyond, He was enabl,
in finally, to look up trustingly to Hoa
d. en-, and lean upon the strong forstreugt
10, Ho spoke oheerfully, almost joyousl
ID Of the future. Holding his wife's han
Mt one day. and looking into the minister
u face, he said, awe shall be very hapT
Is soon--very happy, She has loved Il
to always, and has suffered so much. -
ID Raising his head from his pillow,
IN leaned over tho side Of the bed an
e, kissed his wife fondly His head gre
dizzy, and bo would have fallen, h,
>" not Stacy Humos caught him in b
ne arms. The effort, the excitement, W
e. too much for his feeble condition. m
is blood gushod afresh from tho fat