Ashtabula weekly telegraph. [volume] (Ashtabula, Ohio) 1853-1873, 1859-02-19
ASHTABULA, 0. SATURDAY MORNING, FEBRUARY 10, 1850

to be contending with the shadows Of deaf h
in order yet to cast some Rlunres, 10 speak
some words, IN The world which she Is a.
bout 10 leave. Those eyes, superna,nrully
bright, seem al times 10 gaze into yet un-
known infnitude, as she exclams again aud
agan, How wonderful ? how wonderful =
But still the shadows hold her hack.
Light light more light 1t is in
decd my wedding day ! l shall indeed be
married to Arvid ! Dress me in my we'd
dng-clothes Dress me as q bride Ar
yid's bride J Place the myrtle. crown on
my head NC-no-in my hand Ar
vid is really away, aud am the bride Of
death ! My father has willed il so | He
banished Avid he was very severe aud
therefore ] am lying here I l should like
TO have lived as a happy wife. Arvid low
ed me so mnch, and loved him We could
have worked: we should have had enough
with my material inheritance. But my
iaiher-but don't let him know il would
grieye him. would not willingly grieve
any one. But we will not speak of
the past. What have / said All /
] am 80 selfish ] cannot forget p.
But the moment is come when / may speak
because ] am abont 10 die. Father faith
er 7 And with violent effort the dying
woman raiAcd her head, and the supernat-
nraliy bright eyes gazed se0rcl,iugly among
tie figures Of those who were in the cham
her with her. He whom she called for APP
preached her bed-fateriDgly The eyes
formerly SO severe and Implying are now
dimmed with tears.
Oh, gentle angel Of death ! thou makest
the weak to be strong aud the severe thou
makpst weak Alma took her fathers hand
rivetcd upon him a penetrating glance.
'My fatherp
Here ] am. What wilt thou with me,
my childr
Father, give thy children their right
light, freedom thou gavest them life !;
give them that which alone makes life val
liable. They will then love--will love thee
as only the free can love Thanks, ] am
going hence God has liberated me-
iieriia rtmnins behind Father, give her
freedom doSt thou understand me, my
father p
Yes and promise 10 that which thou
desircSt.'
Thank thee, now I can die calmly. Be
just To Herha, father greet Arvid, tell
him--ah, no forgive me. l know not right
ly what am saying
TRY 10 sleep, my child perhaps thou
wilt I've better p
No. no must now look upon those
whom ! love-
Aud Alma's glance turned from her faith
er to her sisters, as she whispered, My sis.
ters, kiss me =
They kissed her, weeping
Ana's eyes now sought Hertha'S, as she
whispered, 'Hcrtha, my beloved my only
one
Herlha was there laid herself softly
hy her sisters side, wound her arms arounG
her. and pressed her lips TO hers Thus
rested the two young sisters, who had So
long trod in company the narrow thorny
path, now clasped together in a heartfelt
embrace, as though they never more womb
separate But it is the last time that they
will ever rest thus it Is the last time that
their lips have whispered TO each other
words heard only hy themselves and God.
THE SONG OF THE CELLS.
The bells are Ginning for the dead. And
never do the Swedish bells give forth more
beautiful more cheerful, and more animat
ing sounds than on such occasions. There
is in that funeral.chme a secret anthem "i
joy; so cheerfully, so freely, and exnltantly
peal forth those melodi0uS tongues through
the fresh vernal atmosphere of an April
evening. So lnonght many one who lis
tened % them that day ringing over the
grave. whe'e had just been laid young
woman, dead in the prime Of her life. BE.
side the grave stood one to whom their song
was more intelligihlc than to any beside.
She stood alone in the evening by the grave,
which IncloSed the dearest friend she had
on earth.
FATHER AND DAuGHTER-A FLOWER UPON THE
GRAVE.
Director Falk sat in his little room at
Knllpr, as the little suburban residence to
which The family had remopd after the
FIRE was called. and saw the sun set behind
the budding fruit trees in the garden. He
still sat with his feet swatlled in woOlen
socks aud suffering from govt. The express
sion of his cOuutenance was less severe
than formerly, bnt, If possible, more gloomy.
Both his head aud his hands had visibly u
tremuluus, palsied movement. Ills pale
connten uce and his lirnly-closed lips show
ed that he had taken some reSolule deter
nnation, upon which he was about TO act,
although il cost him great effort to do so.
He seemed to he expecting some one or
something He expected hIs daughter Her
tha, to whom he had sent message that
he wished to speak to her.
Three weeks had passed since the night
Ct the fire. aud one since the corpse Of Al
ma had been borne from the house. The
horrors Of that night, aud cold taken at the
same time, had hnstened the progress of
her disease, and rapidly completed The work
which it had begun.
How many time had Hertha, who well
knew the original cause Of her sisters ILL
ness thought ia the bitterness Of her heart
how she would 10y her death-bed one day
reproach her father aloud, because he
was her executioner had thought over
beforehand the terrible words with which
she would punish the hard, selfish man.
The hour came, but she then saw her father