The home journal. (Winchester, Tenn.) 1858-188?, 1859-04-07

panied by the physician and Mr.. her
niger, entered tho room. The doctor
felt his pulse, and asked the particulars;
these Nay gave, at the same time
watching his face with tho most in
tense anxiety; but she could learn
nothing Of what was passing in his
mind' and, on being assured that
there was nothing wanted just then,
she arose and went to her mothers
room.
4 was about to 90 for you,' said
Martha, as May entered the room;
your mother seems leverish and unca-
sy; but bless me, child. you are wet
through; here, put on these clothes
Immediately, or surely we will have
you sick, too
And honest Martha bustlcd about,
and soon had her young mistress clad
in dry and comfortable garments.
"Do you not think said she, as she
put the wet garments ont of sight,
"that the doctor had better come up
here before he goes away
"les, yes" answered Nay, quickly;
Il will send him up Immediately
Twill he live, doctor!,, asked .Nay,
as she glidcd in to the room.
"lle cannot; his wounds are inter
nal"
A deep groan burst from W. Ucr-
inger's lips.
81 knew it," said Louis, calmly
Dlay, will you send for the minister"
The servant was again despatched.
May now requested the doctor to go
to her mothes; he did 50, and, on the
arrival Of the minister, May followed
him.
"Uy poor child" murmured Mrs.
Herbert, as May ntcrcd the room.-
May cIaspcd the cold hand in hers, and
pressed u kiss npon the care-worn
brow; but no word escaped her lips.
When half an hour had passed, the
door was softly opened, and the min
lister entered the room; he approached
and whispered a few words in Mays
ear; a slight start betrayed her sur
prise, as she bent and repeated the
words to her mother. A faint smile
ovcrspread the dying woman's face.
God bless you, my child,' she mur-
INJURED, as May knclt beside her,
Once more she pressed her lips to her
mothers, and then lollowd the minis.
ter from the room.
When they entered the sitting-room
Mr.. Meringer arose and too Mays
hand in his.
MAY, my daughter said he, in a
low, earnest tone. "ior such you shall
hencelorth be-
lie then approached Louis, whose
countcnancc now shonc with "a calm,
resigned light. A happy smile lit up
his face as May approached.
"May, can you still say you forgive
mcr,
81 do! dol' she murmurcd, as she
placed her hand in his.
1t was solemn marriage scene
that followed, in that little room,
where the shadow Of the Angel Of
Death had already fallen. As soon as
it was over, Mr.. Mcringer laid his
sons head back upon the pillow.
"Father-your promisc-remem-
bcr."
Louis, Louis, my husband!" cried
May, passionately, as she wound her
arms around the form Of the dying
man.
MAY, my angel wife," murmurcd
Louis, as she clasped her to his heart.
The suPcrhuman cxertion which
had borne her through this dreadful
night at length forSook her, and she
was carried insonsiblc from the room.
1t was months before Nay Herbert
again opened her eyes in conciousness;
and then, as soon rs she was able to
leave her room, 4Ur. lIcringcr pre-
vailed upon her to take up her resi-
dcnce at the Hall. Nay was at first
surprised at his kindness; she did not
know the change his sons death had
wrought in the proud mans heart.
"lt is very lonesome there now,"
said INr. Meringer, sadly, "and more.
over, this cottage is too gloomy for
you
Nay had no wish to remain at the
cottage; it was indeed gloomy to her,
for in one week her husband, her
mother, and her child, had been buri.
ed from it. May strove to be cheer
full; but the could never forget that
dreadful night. 1t cast melancholy
shadow over her life.
For few years she struggled on,
ever ready, with her purse or counsel
to aid the needy and distressed. She
sought for and obtained that peace
nd