The Lambertville press. [volume] (Lambertville, N.J.) 1858-1???, 1859-05-19


ofmy youthful dreams; is dim as placed my
love and happiness in the keeping of one whom
i | loved all too we'll; but the heart in which
trusted so confdngly was already plighted to
another; but yet there is peace and comfort for
me, even / who am SO unworthy and there is
One who will take me to Him, just as I am; and
when / am asleep, in that Deep and peaceful
sleep, that knows no waking on earth, then may
Percy find happiness with his beloved Blanche
Oh, life has many trials, and sunny days oft
find Us, with the shadow DER OUR hearts and
as passed from Emma's home, out into the fresh
air, and where the sunlight shone joyously Upon
the earth, / felt in my heart that this the sunni
est days Of all the bright summertime " was
to me but a day of anxious fears / had left my
much-wronged friend weeping over blighted
hopes, and the faded flowers of her life's morn
ing oh, would that those hopes were still fresh,
and clustering pure and joyous in the bosom of
my loved one; oh, would that those flowers were
still growing, bright and beautiful in her path
way but no. the destroyer Had breathed DER
all that made this earth fair to the heart of my
sensitive, and deeply wounded friend and | knew
that she was passing away, as surely as the night
follows close upon the brightest day.
AS thus musing passed on homeward. ] met
Percy Clair and as | looked upon him knew
that he too was heart-sick and suffering he was
pale, and an anxious expression rested shadow
like over his countenance.
Bowing, he said to ME, with sad smile, you
have been with my wife, and sheis ILL., oh would
that could bring happiness back to her heart !;
have been weak, and sinful; it was an evil hour
when | offered my hand, to one whom [ could
never love; it was Claude Leraine who came to
me with falsehood and deceit, and under the
cover Of friendship, told me that Blanche had
desired him to come to me, and tell me that she
desired to be freed from her engagement with me;
and that she would yield to the entreaties Of her
Mother, and become his bride; and when Icalled
to see Blanche, and she told me that it was her
Mothers wish that we should part, | turned
hurriedly away, lest should hear from her lips
the words dreaded so much, that she no longer
loved me and soon after offered my hand in
marriage to Emma, and was accepted, make
no excuse for SO doing; it was a rash act and
too well know the sad consequence; but |
should always have cherished my wife, and she
should never have known from me that my heart
was not all her own but I have broken her
heart, and she is sinking into an early grave.
AS he passed on his way, felt in my heart a
nrea+ ,,i+v for ono 1ho oouId Time weakly yia1d
to pride; but knew that he was not alone in
the world, that he was not the first who had
breathed the marriage VOW and promised to love
the one thus, linked, by the sacred words; while
all the hearts richest love was twining round
another.
The friend of my girlhood was dying; the
young wife was passing away; the meek chris
tain was going home orange buds, were twining
with cypress blossoms; and the sweet humble
violet was fading that the rich rose might bloom,
where it so late had dared to make its home.
Blanche was sent for at the request of Emma !;
and pale sad and fearful she stood by the bedside
of her patient friend; Percy stood bending over
his dying wife, with anguish sad to look upon,
Mrs Ray was their too, and the naughty lady
she'd bitter tears ofgrief as she looked upon the
wrong she had done. Percy said Emma, when
am gone take Blanche to your heart, where
sought rest in vain, she will make you happy
am going where my Saviour will smile upon me
in the Land of light, and love- She passed
calmly away, and with tears, we folded the cold
hands over her BREAST and pressed our. kisses
upon her chilled lips; and went to the flower
garden. where the rose tree, with its white buds,
cast fragrance around, and gathering the pure
flowers placed them in the handso pnlseess and
still. and twined them midst the fair hair which
was smoothed back from the pallid brow,
She sleeps in peace birds trill their songs above
her grave, and flowers bloom around her bed
oh the sleep Of death, 50 calm, so quiet so flee
from earthly care; oh who does not look for
ward, to that long sleep, as the endings of earth's
trials; the long rest we so much need.
Percy and Blanche are happy, they live in
luxury and happiness; and together they often
visit Emmas grave; but as for me- fear | do
not love Blanche. as Of old I never twinc the
long black curls, in the old familiar way ane
we greet each other less joyously, as nithe hap